Tianlong: Immortal Cultivator in the World of Martial Arts

Chapter 93
In the current environment, Zhao Yu really feels that living in such an environment is not only inconvenient, but also very comfortable. There is no bustle and bustle, but there is a lot of quietness, a quietness without disturbance .

Mei Lan Zhu Ju and the others started to look for wood, and they needed to camp at night, but it was rather cold at night, and it would be difficult without a fire.

When it was dark, Zhao Bi handed Wang Yuyan something to eat and said, "This is probably the first time you have rested in such a yellow place."

"No, I have already encountered such a situation when I followed Bao Sange to the Central Plains to play before I met you."

Now Zhao Bi remembered that when he met Wang Yuyan, she was still an 11-year-old girl.

"Mei'er, you don't have to keep vigil tonight. You should all have a good rest. There won't be anything going on here anyway. There's still something to do tomorrow, so keep your spirits up and talk about it later."

Meier, who was eating, heard Zhao Bi's voice and immediately said, "Your Highness, our four sisters will take turns to keep vigil at night. Don't worry on your side. We have been used to it for many years. Otherwise, if something happens , the maidservants are not easy to explain."

Seeing the persistence of Meier and the others, Zhao Yu didn't say anything, but Wang Yuyan took out the crystal sword that Wu Mingyuan had given him before and said, "Let me take this sword with you when you leave. Why?"

Zhao Bi smiled. No one knew what he was laughing for, but he said directly, "Didn't I say it, you will know when the time comes, and now it's too early to feel surprised."

Wang Yuyan could be considered to have believed Zhao Bi's nonsense, but she still didn't ask any more questions about this matter. It's okay to carry a sword anyway.

At night, Wang Yuyan slept directly on the carriage, the space inside was relatively large, and it was somewhat warmer than outside.

As for Meier and the others, I don't know whether Zhao Bi has grown up or they have grown up. They feel that they are much more indifferent to each other, but compared to them, they are more respectful.

The whole night was considered safe and sound, except for a few wolf howls, there was nothing wrong with it, even sleeping in such an environment for a whole night was quite uncomfortable.

Early in the morning, Mei'er and the others had already prepared breakfast, which was nothing more than some dry food, and of course there was barbecue if needed.

A few people are not so hypocritical, just eat a little is already very good.

When it was time to set off, this time Zhao Bi and Wang Yuyan were not going to take a carriage, or it would not be appropriate to take a carriage next time. The roads are basically mountain roads, and even riding a horse is not very good. pass.

In the end, they simply put these things down, and Zhu'er and Ju'er stayed behind to watch over them, while the others continued to walk up.

Not to mention, although it is too remote here, the scenery here is really good, but unfortunately there is no camera.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu suddenly thought of something, and shouted at Lan'er, "Lan'er, I remember you still have a blank scroll and the paintbrush I made before."

"Yes, Your Highness."

This is something that I carried with my head before, and it can be regarded as a pencil-like brush that Zhao Bi made out of boredom a while ago.

After coming to this world for so long, I am afraid that there are not even ten people who have seen Zhao Bi know how to paint, but among them are definitely those who do not have these three people around them.

Looking at the mountain in the distance, it is purely a stone mountain, and there are basically no trees on it, but the whole reflects the simple beauty of the present.

Zhao Bi took the paintbrush, and at the same time let Wang Yuyan sit on a stone above the open space, which was convenient for him to paint. He also specially used his internal force to flatten a stone for pavement.

Wang Yuyan did it there directly according to Zhao Bi's request. Although she knew the form of painting, Zhao Bi had been with her for a year, and she had never seen the other party do anything, so she didn't know if it was true.

"Your Highness, I don't know if the two of us can watch your painting?"

"Then there's nothing wrong with it, and it's not some untold secret."

Seeing how magnanimous their prince is, the two also stood directly behind Zhao Bi, but as time passed, within half an hour, Wang Yuyan saw the surprised expressions on the faces of the two women.

It has been about an hour since the painting was finished, Lan'er looked at the man in front of her and couldn't help feeling a little sad in her heart.

Lan'er's eyes were even filled with tears, "Your Highness is really excellent, but my status is unworthy anyway, I am so envious of the princess."

No one knows what Lan'er is thinking in her heart, such a feeling can only be kept in her heart silently.

Zhao Bi picked up the figure painting he had drawn and laughed "haha". Wang Yuyan next to him was almost stiff because of maintaining a single movement.

"It seems that I haven't painted for many years, and this technique is still not unfamiliar."

Wang Yuyan became even more curious about the content of the painting when she heard what Zhao Bi said. Regardless of the stiffness in her body, she went up and took it in her hand.

But when Wang Yuyan saw her portrait, she couldn't hide the shock in her eyes.

"I didn't expect that the state of painting can do this?"

Although Wang Yuyan's words were very soft, Zhao Bi still heard it, but he didn't disturb the other party's admiration of his appearance.

A black-and-white portrait can completely describe herself and the scenery behind her on a piece of paper. This is what surprised Wang Yuyan.

For Zhao Bi, it is not surprising that several people can have such expressions. After all, this is a painting method that only appeared after a thousand years.

Wang Yuyan looked at this portrait of herself, and didn't let go of her hand for a long time. She was completely immersed in the portrait of herself.

After a long time, Wang Yuyan slowly rolled up the scroll, then turned to look at Zhao Bi, and said with emotion, "Thank you, this is the best gift I have ever received."

"Princess, give me the scroll. I'll help you put it away."

Hearing Lan'er's words, Wang Yuyan shook her head lightly and said with a smile, "No need, I'll take this by myself."

Lan'er was a little embarrassed, and Zhao Bi who was next to him also smiled when he saw Wang Yuyan like this.

"Let's hand over the scroll to Lan'er. You still have business to do next. What if it gets damaged?"

Zhao Bi's words were quite useful, Wang Yuyan thought about it, and still reluctantly handed over the scroll to Lan'er.

(End of this chapter)