The night on Jade Girl Peak is peaceful and quiet.

The scene on Jade Girl Peak is also particularly warm.

Ye Chen, who had not carved a wood carving, set up an easel, picked up a paintbrush, and painted the most beautiful scenery in the world.

As for the scenery, it was his wives.

Under the moonlight, the sword dance of the Yaochi, the jade dances gracefully in the south, the embroidery of the Lin poems and paintings, and the willows and smoke playing the piano are all idle.

Their every smile, and even every graceful posture, were interpreted on the scroll by Ye Chen with a brush.

"Dad, you are really a talent!"

Ye Ling sighed and stood beside Ye Chen.

The little devil who was in the world was also very eye-opening today. She only knew that her father was cheating and cheating, but she didn't know that she was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as if there was nothing he could not do in this world.

"Girl, learn a little."

Ye Chen spoke slowly, glanced at his wife not far away, and then embellished the scroll, and was praised by his daughter. His legendary style was too unstoppable.

"I heard that you were in the spiritual realm and even painted a copy for your mother."

Ye Ling smiled and her big eyes were also shining.

"That's my dad's most proud masterpiece."

Ye Chen took a deep breath and said with great sincerity.

What do you mean? Chu Ling'er's portrait is still in his small world? If you have any trouble on weekdays, you will take it out and study it carefully. It is listed as a collector's version in the collector's version, the only one in the three realms of heaven, earth, man and man.

"Then show it!"

Ye Ling pulled the corner of Ye Chen's clothes and blinked his big eyes.

“Beautiful, so beautiful.”

Ye Chen pretended to be stupid and pretended not to hear it. He drew a few strokes, but did not forget to take a few steps back and examined it with appreciation. He did not respond to Ye Ling's words at all.

Some pictures can be seen, but if Ye Ling reads them, they will not only cause trouble, but they will also cause chaos in the world.

Ye Ling said nothing, and looked at Ye Chen with a little slanted look.

What do you mean? She still understands her father's urinary nature. Every time she talks about him, there will be a ghost.

The more this happened, the more curious she became about the scroll.

"Ningshuang, don't stop!"

"Xiyan, can you sit safely?"

"Yu Shu, let's have another period."

Ye Chen said one after another without stopping.

At this moment, he is not only a painter, but also a conductor, striving to achieve perfection, and he can interpret it with a brush.

I have to say that this young master's painter is no worse than cooking skills. He writes like a god, and portrays his wives in a vivid and graceful manner, showing a dreamy color.

“Not yet?”

Shangguan Yu'er glanced at Ye Chen and always felt that the guy was enjoying them. A painting had been painted for half the night.

"Ling'er, it's late at night, go and rest."

Ye Chen said, drawing another stroke.

"Do you want to say that I'm in the way?"

Ye Ling bulged his mouth.

Ye Chen did not answer, and he assumed that he had made a default.

It’s not that he was blown away. If his daughter hadn’t been here, the painting in his hand would be more erotic than he had imagined. It would be a human body photo, and he absolutely believed in the brush in his hand.

This time, Ye Ling pretended to be unable to hear it. I don’t understand you yet? Then I won’t leave, just look at you.

“Beautiful, so beautiful.”

Seeing that he could not fool him, Ye Chen focused on painting.

The picture is still so warm.

"That's so fucking interesting."

There are many talents on many mountain peaks, but they are not asleep yet, and they are holding their hands and watching the scene on Jade Girl Peak.

You said that the flowers are so full of the moon, what kind of paintings are you?

You said, there are so many wives, where can you get the leisure to paint?

"It's midnight and there's no benefits."

Emperor Darkness yawned. Whenever the night was late, he would pay special attention to Jade Girl Peak. He was tired of watching the mountains and rivers and always wanted to watch some wild things, such as love action movies.

At this time, the fishing Taoist ancestor would send a squinting look through the barrier and ask for a face!

"Perfect."

With Ye Chen's words, he finally put away his brush.

"My neck is sore."

Xiyan was the first to come, twisting her neck and rubbing her shoulders. When Ye Chen was painting, she was uneasy and even naughty.

Yao Chi and the others also came over.

When I like the picture scroll, my beautiful eyes are blurred for a moment.

Ye Chen from their family really does everything he can do in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Every stroke is full of magic, and the portrayal of them is a masterpiece that is absolutely a masterpiece.

"I didn't perform well."

Ye Chen stroked his beard and his body gradually improved.

This look made the girls laugh.

This night is longer than expected.

Young Master Ye showed off his unique skills. His wives also had to show off his painting skills, and he had already rolled up his sleeves.

After that, Ye Chen was treated as a model.

Master Ye also came to the Tao, and his posture was so vivid.

"So, it's really like."

Ye Ling stood beside Shangguan Yuer. He said this sentence many times, and his expression was also serious.

"Like it!"

Shangguan Yuer smiled, and the posture of holding the pen was not very right. The picture he interpreted was domineering. That was not a person, it was clearly a pig, very fat.

It would be much more normal to go to Yaochi and Lin Shihua.

At night, I could see a trace of water mist lingering in their eyes, reflecting the moonlight, condensed into frost. Every time a ray of Ye Chen's white hair was drawn, it hurt inexplicably, and it hurts so much.

It seems that it has been many years since I looked at Ye Chen carefully. The great years in my memory have been overwhelmed by the age of old age.

Shangguan Yu'er pursed her lips, no longer naughty, and changed the drawing paper again, quietly drawing the man named Ye Chen.

At some point, Ye Chen, who was sitting, lowered his head slightly, and his white hair scattered, gently blowing with the night wind, slapping on his face in strands, but he could not hide the vicissitudes of life.

He must have been tired and fell into a deep sleep.

Ji Ningshuang and the others stopped, sacrificed their soft power, and sent Ye Chen back to the room, with tears hanging on the corners of their eyes.

Ye Chen may be really tired. After sleeping like this, he would last for many days, like a statue lying on the bed without moving.

It was still a quiet night, and Jade Girl Peak was deserted.

Along with a scent of women, a boudoir slowly opened.

The one who walked out was Ji Ningshuang, who stepped up to the top of Jade Girl Peak, silently looking up at the Emperor's Dojo Sect, his beautiful eyes were dazed.

She was watching, and the two emperors of Tianming were watching.

The difference is that she is watching the Emperor Dao Sect.

The Taoist Ancestor and the Emperor of the Underworld were watching her quietly, and sometimes they would frown, and there was a hint of struggle in their eyes.

When there is a Emperor Taoist Sect, what is missing is the Emperor Tao, and what is missing is the origin of the emperor, divine power, Taoist root, divine hiding, laws, soul, body and everything about the emperor.

To put it bluntly, it is a lack of an emperor.

To build the Emperor's Dao Sect, one needs a flawless emperor sacrifice.

This is what the Emperor Dao Sect lacks.

The two emperors thought about it for many years before they truly understood it until the moment Ye Chen wanted to destroy the Emperor's Dao Sect, they were truly sure.

The precedent for the Holy Body to become an emperor is not aimless.

Most of the ancestors of the Holy Body of the Path of the Holy Body would have to pay such a tragic price to achieve enlightenment. Using one supreme to exchange for another supreme would be a bloody imperial road.
To be continued...