Chapter 1207 Hand Painting

"Xu wants your clan's dark blood ring and ten drops of cultivation essence blood in your body." Xu Xiuyuan's eyes flashed, his voice was slightly low, and he stared at Hong Ji and said.

Hongji's whole body trembled, and she subconsciously took a step back. After thinking for a while, she gritted her teeth and reached out to take off the dark blood ring from her wrist.

"I hope Lord Feng City can keep his word." As Hong Ji spoke, she raised her hand and touched her chest, and a mouthful of cultivation essence and blood spurted out.

Her face instantly turned pale, and she raised her head to look at the person in front of her. At this moment, Hong Ji truly understood that Xu Xiuyuan's character was not what she had imagined before.

Xu Xiuyuan laughed loudly, and a small white jade bottle fell into his palm, collecting Hong Ji's essence and blood, and then smoothly put the dark blood ring into the storage ring.

"Xu is not going to deceive you, a junior." Xu Xiuyuan glanced at Hong Ji, and then focused his eyes on the stone tablet in front of him again.

After a moment of silence, I saw a cyan jade pen appearing in Xu Xiuyuan's palm. The jade pen was shimmering with light, and I knew it was not an ordinary thing at a glance.

Under Hong Ji's gaze, a strange momentum suddenly rose up on Xu Xiuyuan's body. This momentum was very unique. At this time, his figure seemed to have merged into the world.

"Lu Chen, do you still remember that Yan once gave you a picture scroll..." A light flashed in Xu Xiuyuan's eyes, and the jade pen in his hand seemed to flash through a white field and merge into the heaven and earth.

At the same time, within the realm of Xiao Tianji.

In that ordinary small town, on the second floor of the restaurant in the city, Lu Chen's figure suddenly trembled, and a feeling of dizziness came in his mind.

"Maybe I'm drunk." Lu Chen took a deep breath and couldn't help shaking his head.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. At this moment, on the table in front of him, an extra picture scroll appeared.

"This is..." Lu Chen looked puzzled, stretched out his arm and subconsciously spread the scroll.

There was a beautiful woman painted in the scroll. This woman felt very familiar to him, but there was no memory in his mind. Looking at the scroll on the table, Lu Chen had a confused look in his eyes.

His whole body stayed at the table, and he didn't know how long it had passed before a golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and it disappeared instantly.

"Is it a dream? Or..."

Lu Chen had already finished drinking the wine in the pot on the table. Lu Chen put away the scroll and walked out of the restaurant with a faint smile on his face.

On the main road of the small town, his figure did not stop too much, but walked quickly towards his home mansion. Not long after, Lu Chen's door appeared in his sight.

In front of the Lu Mansion, Lu Chen looked up at the plaque on the door, thought for a moment and then walked in.

"Brother, you are back. Did you go to Qingzuixuan to drink again? See if Ling'er won't tell dad." Xu Ling'er stood in the courtyard with his hands on his waist, pretending to be angry like an adult.

Lu Chen smiled slightly and looked at his biological sister. He couldn't help but feel a trance again in his mind.

After shaking his head gently, his eyes subconsciously fell on the scroll he was still holding in his hand.

Ever since this painting appeared, an idea seemed to have been planted in his mind. His existence seemed to be to find the woman in the painting.

"Ling'er, be good. Brother wants to go on a long journey. From now on, you must listen to your parents when you are alone at home." Lu Chen stepped forward, touched little Ling'er's head, and said softly.

"Brother, do you want to go to the imperial capital for a long trip?" Xiao Ling'er tilted her head and asked, staring up at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment. After taking a look at the girl in front of him, he had a smile on his face and nodded lightly.

In his memory, when he was very young, he told his parents that he wanted to go to the imperial city and see the prosperity of the empire. When he grew up, he often mentioned it to the people in front of him.

"I'm going to see dad. I'll leave today. From now on, I have to be good at home." Lu Chen said with a smile.

Just when he turned around and was about to walk towards the house, his figure suddenly stopped, and he saw that Xiao Ling'er's face was filled with tears at some point.

Lu Chen sighed secretly, squatted down slowly, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ling'er's eyes, and then gently pinched her little face.

"Little Ling'er has grown up. Don't cry easily in the future." Lu Chen's eyes were full of doting as he looked at the little girl in front of him.

"Then...brother, when will you come back!" Xiao Ling'er threw herself into Lu Chen's arms and asked while crying.

Lu Chen took a deep breath and couldn't help but look up into the air. After a long time, he whispered softly: "If it is really just a dream, I will come back."

After comforting Little Ling'er for a while, Lu Chen turned around and walked into the mansion. In the lobby of the mansion, the man he respected most in his life seemed to have guessed his arrival and was standing in the hall early as if waiting for him.

"Dad, the kid wants to leave." Lu Chen walked into the lobby, stood in front of his father, and said in a low voice.

Lu Chen's words echoed in the lobby, but his father never spoke. After being silent for a long time, he turned around and looked at his son.

"Go away, don't let your mother know." There seemed to be a deep sigh coming from the lobby.

Lu Chen's eyes flickered. He knew his father's temperament, so he didn't say anything more. After bending down and bowing three times, he turned around and walked out of Lu Mansion.

This home is very warm, everything is so natural and harmonious, but in Lu Chen's heart, he always feels a little distant for some reason.

Barrier, when I saw that painting today, this feeling of barrier instantly became several times stronger.

Lu Chen held the scroll in his hand. After leaving the Lu Mansion, he did not stay too much in the small town and headed straight out of the city.

Time passed quietly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye...

At noon, the scorching sun hung high in the sky. On the long official road, a young man in white clothes who looked like a scholar was walking slowly along the official road.

He was Lu Chen who left the small town. He had been walking along this official road for three full days.

"I heard someone said that as long as you keep walking along the official road, you can reach the imperial city." Lu Chen murmured softly, and kept moving forward without stopping.

A person, a road, a painting, seem to have a goal, but deep down in Lu Chen's heart, there is always a deep confusion.

The scorching sun was gradually setting and dusk was approaching. Maybe Lu Chen was a little tired. He stopped and turned around and walked to sit under an ancient tree on the side of the road and sat on the ground.

Leaning next to the tree trunk, Lu Chen carefully unfolded the scroll in his hand, and his eyes fell on the woman in the painting.