Chapter 239 King Power
The fifth floor is different from the floors below. There are only private rooms here, and there are no casual seats.

There are no tables and chairs in the center of the lobby, only a huge screen.

What is painted on the screen is exactly the legendary "picture of the ascension of the crane" left by Lu Chunyang.

There is a lifelike white crane on each of the six-fold screens, all of which spread their wings and soar among the blue clouds, making a gesture of soaring into the sky.

With the vivid brushwork and the faint haze above the top floor, the world in the picture scroll seems to be integrated with reality. The six cranes in the painting almost want to break free from the shackles of the screen and go straight to the sky.

The onlookers, Lian Xing and Xiao Su Ying were all fascinated, staring straight at the white crane in the painting, as if they were attracted by the strange magic power hidden in the painting.

Shen Qinghong, who was a little weak in concentration, was even more distracted, and was deeply trapped in it.

Only Shen You's expression remained the same.

If you look closely, you can see that there are two streamers of gold and silver flickering faintly in his eyes, as if the eyes of the sky have been opened.

After a long time, Lian Xing, who regained his senses, couldn't help sighing:
"What a picture of 'Crane Ascension', it is really natural!"

This scroll is not only skillful in brushwork, but also ingeniously resonates with the real world, making it difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

Just now she looked carefully, and felt that the six cranes seemed to come alive, fluttering their wings and shaking their feathers as if in front of her eyes, and she seemed to be able to hear the high-pitched cranes in her ears, as if she had also entered the world of picture scrolls, riding the cranes straight to the sky.

"It's really a good technique." Shen Youzhi also praised it greatly.

"The person who drew this picture has a full and complete spirit, and every stroke has a charm, which is enough to attract people into the painting."

If he hadn't been equally spiritually perfect, he might have been inadvertently disturbed.

As clever as Lianxing, he naturally understood the meaning of Shen You's words.

"You mean, there is some kind of spiritual suggestion hidden in this painting?"

After being broken by Shen Youzhi's point, she operated the Ming Yu Gong to protect her mind, and looked at the picture scroll on the screen again.

Although the cranes in the painting are still lifelike, Lian Xing no longer has that ethereal feeling like falling into a dream.

really!

It dawned on her that there was indeed a dark hand in this painting that affected her thinking.

"It's really an extremely mysterious technique!" Lian Xing admired in his heart, and said, "Could it be that Lu Chunyang really hand-painted it?"

"Maybe!" Shen Youzhi said.

If there is such a person as Lu Dongbin in this world, he must also be a martial arts master with extremely powerful spiritual power.

At this moment, Xiao Su Ying also came to her senses and rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Just now she seemed to have a dream, dreaming that she was sitting on the back of a white crane and flew among the blue clouds.

"Xiao Su Ying really has a strong concentration!" Lian Xing's eyes lit up.

Even Shen Qinghong, who was not bad at martial arts, didn't wake up, but Su Ying, who didn't know martial arts, was able to escape from the illusion so quickly, which showed that her concentration was indeed far superior to ordinary people.

"Go and see other things?" Shen Youzhi looked at Lian Xing.

"Okay." Lian Xing took Su Ying's little hand and walked slowly outside the building.

Leaning on the fence and looking from a distance, the scenery that comes into your eyes is Yingwu Island, which is "luxurious and lush" in the poem.

At this time, it is late spring, the vegetation is lush, and the rich green is surrounded by the silver-white river water, just like green snails in a silver plate.

"It's so beautiful!" Xiao Su Ying sighed from the bottom of her heart.

It was the first time she had seen such a beautiful scenery when she grew up so big, and it was the first time she had time to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

Feeling the warmth of being wrapped in the palm of his hand, the little guy experienced the feeling of "peace of mind" for the first time.

At this moment, some uninvited guests suddenly broke the warm atmosphere.

"Girl, my son would like to invite you to the private room!"

A servant suddenly said to Lian Xing.

Behind him, there were two tall men with swords, who seemed to be the guards of a wealthy family.

Although they are servants, these people are dressed in rich clothes, which shows that their master's family must be either rich or noble.

Lian Xing glanced at these people lightly, and whispered a word——

"roll!"

The young servant's face froze, and he said unrelentingly: "Girl, my master is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lian Xingyu's sleeves were lightly raised, and a gust of wind was blown up, blowing the three of them upside down.

boom--

With a loud noise, the three of them hit the beam and pillar at the same time, vomiting blood together.

"Cough ho cough!"

The three of them felt that their muscles and bones were broken, and their internal organs were burned, and it was difficult to even breathe.

The noise quickly attracted countless eyes, and the diners in each elegant room all looked over.

After waking up, Shen Qinghong also hurried over.

After seeing the three people who vomited blood, his face was startled.

These people are all servants of Prince Cheng's mansion, and they are quite powerful in this Hanyang city.

"Mr. Rui"

Shen Qinghong was about to ask, but heard a cold male voice from the private room:

"Girl, please calm down."

"Fortunately, I saw the fairy face, and I was amazed at the moment, so I want to invite the girl to enjoy the beautiful scenery."

"I don't want to offend the beauty, but I hope the girl will forgive me!"

This voice. Cheng Wangshizi!

really!

Shen Jinghong groaned in his heart.

As early as when he saw the three servants, he felt that something was wrong, and now things really did not end well.

This Cheng Wang's son is an aristocrat with an extremely noble status, and he is definitely not something that ordinary people in the world can provoke.

In the current situation, I'm afraid.
"His Royal Highness, sinking Shen Qinghong, this Rui."

Although the situation was a bit tricky, Shen Qinghong still stood up and tried her best to adjust the conflict.

"So it's the head of the bodyguard Shen."

The man in the private room interrupted Shen Qinghong's words.

"You are not in the Escort Bureau, why come here when you are free?"

"This..." Shen Qinghong was speechless for a moment.

He is not a fool, so he naturally understands why the Prince Cheng interrupted him.

After calming down Shen Qinghong, Prince Cheng continued:
"The abrupt beauty is my fault."

"If the girl doesn't dislike it, you might as well come to the private room and have a talk, and I will apologize to the girl in person."

Shicai had a startled glance, although it was just a side view, it still shocked him into a celestial being, as if he saw a fairy descending from the mortal world.

Especially that aloof temperament, even the noble concubines and ladies in the palace are far behind.

Even as the eldest son, he had never seen such a magnificent beauty in his life.

Because of this, after seeing the opponent's excellent martial arts, he still refused to give up.

What's more, he is not without masters.

As a nobleman of the royal family, if his personal bodyguards were placed in the Jianghu, they would also be first-class masters.

Furthermore, Jianghu people are just Jianghu people after all.

No matter how high a person's force is, at most one can be used as a hundred or a thousand, so how can he be an opponent of the imperial court?

There are countless masters in the palace, and there are such powerful cannons, any sect in the world is not worthy of praise in the eyes of the court.

dong dong——

The deep knock on the table brought Cheng Wang Shizi back to reality.

"You, who are you!"

Looking at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, he suddenly exclaimed.

Looking around, the doors and windows have not been opened, how did this person come in?
"Bold madman!" Prince Cheng yelled sharply, "How dare you attack this prince, someone will take him down!"

The two bodyguards next to him were both famous swordsmen in Jianghu. The swords in their hands were as fast as thunder. With such a short distance, they could take off the opponent's head in the blink of an eye!

"Shut up." Shen Youzhi said casually.

Prince Cheng was about to scold him, but he couldn't make a sound.

He tried his best, his face turned red, but it was still to no avail.

Obviously there is nothing wrong with the tongue and throat, but they just can't make a sound.

Even so, the two personal guards behind him were still standing there like wooden stakes, without any response.

(End of this chapter)

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