Chapter 1402 Mirage Fan (3)

"I'm going to find Immortal Zhenyuan right now, there should be still time!"

Chen Xiaobei immediately closed the small group and started a private chat with Immortal Zhenyuan.

Chen Xiaobei: Immortal Zhenyuan! Are you there! I'm in a hurry and I want to ask you for a favor!

Immortal Zhenyuan: Xiao Bei! What a time for you! This seat is also looking for you! (quick, hurry, hurry)

Chen Xiaobei: Uh... Don't be impatient, Daxian, I am waiting to save my life, you can help me solve it first, and we will talk about your business later!

Great Immortal Zhenyuan: That’s impossible! This seat is also waiting for help!

Chen Xiaobei: No way (shocked) In the Three Realms, apart from the sages of Heaven and Dao, who else could take your life?

Great Immortal Zhenyuan: Old leader! The old leader can kill me! (Hurry up, hurry up) Today's new chapter of "Warrior Chasing the Wind" is simply too good-looking! However, at the critical moment, there was no more text!

Chen Xiaobei: Pfft... (Waterfall sweating) Just for such a small thing? To make you so anxious?

Immortal Zhenyuan: How can this be a trivial matter! The protagonist's family is all pushed to the front line of life and death! Only in the next chapter can we know how the protagonist will resolve the crisis... As an old bookworm, this is going to torture me to death!

Chen Xiaobei: So, do you want me to remind you?

Immortal Zhenyuan: Yes! Hurry up and hurry up! I can't see the next chapter, I feel uncomfortable all over...

Chen Xiaobei: It's okay to remind me, but you have to make sense of it, right? (smirk)

Zhenyuan Daxian: Didn't we agree that we will update to three million words before I give you the next ginseng fruit? You can't take advantage of it!

Chen Xiaobei: Don't worry! Not the kind of person who breaks his promise! I just want to use your mirage fan! Return it immediately after use!

Great Immortal Zhenyuan: Borrowing the fan from the mirage fan? No need to borrow! As long as you can renew the old leader, I will give you a copy directly! Although it's just a spiritual weapon, it's enough to use it on Earth!

Chen Xiaobei: Good! That's it! You first give me the imitation of Mirage Fanxin, and I promise that the old leader will add another chapter tonight!

Immortal Zhenyuan: Good! I believe in your character! Receive a private package!

Ding - congratulations! Grab the red envelope from the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, and get a copy of the Mirage Fanxin, which has been stored in the treasure chest!

"Okay! The treasure has been received! There should still be some time, contact the old leader now, and don't let Zhenyuan down!"

Without further ado, Chen Xiaobei immediately chatted with the old leader in private on QQ.

After a period of contact, Chen Xiaobei and the old leader have become good friends.

At this moment, the time is not very late, and the old leader just happened to have inspiration again, so as soon as Chen Xiaobei said it, the old leader promised to update one more chapter.

"Fortunately, the old leader has inspiration, otherwise, I will lose my trust in Zhenyuan Daxian, and I will have no face to see him in the future... Next, I just have to wait for the old leader to write..."

Chen Xiaobei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Here we come! The painter is here!"

At the same time, shouts came from the entrance of Lu Mansion immediately.

I saw that a servant of the Lu family was leading an old painter into the mansion quickly, and went straight to the hall.

Above the main hall, all the core members of the Lu family were present.

Lu Bu was also invited over immediately.

"Mr. Lu, it's time to start!" Lu Mingjun said in a deep voice.

"Um!"

Lu Bu nodded, looked at the old painter, and said, "I'm a rough person. It may not be so accurate to describe it. You need to draw a few more times and screen slowly!"

"No problem, this is the artist's duty, the old man will definitely do his best!" The old artist nodded, his tone was very affirmative, but his eyes were full of exhaustion.

It was probably because he was old and he was forcefully pulled up from the bed by the people of the Lu family, so he seemed not energetic.

However, at the moment, everyone is only concerned about the success or failure of the portrait, and no one pays attention to the spirit of the old painter.

"Then let's get started!"

Lu Bu said directly: "Chen Xiaobei, twenty-one or twelve years old, his face shape is..."

Afterwards, Lu Bu began to describe Chen Xiaobei's appearance from memory, and the old painter followed the description, sketching a portrait on the paper stroke by stroke.

I have to say that Lu Bu is really a rough guy.

The last time I was in a hurry, Lu Bu didn't care about Chen Xiaobei's appearance at all, and it is very difficult to recall it now.

Moreover, Lu Bu didn't like to read books, and he didn't have enough vocabulary in his mind to describe his appearance, so he could hardly explain clearly.

In addition, the old painter himself has no spirit.

After finishing the first portrait, Chen Xiaobei almost burst out laughing.

A face with melon seeds, willow-leaf eyebrows, a cherry mouth... This is exactly the face of a woman. The point is, there is almost no similarity between the facial features and Chen Xiaobei.

If this portrait were to be hung up, no one would be able to recognize that it was Chen Xiaobei.

"No, no!"

Lu Bu looked at it and shook his head: "Chen Xiaobei's face is relatively thin, but his chin is not so sharp! The eyebrows are too delicate! The mouth is too small!"

"Uh... this old man painted it according to your description..." The old painter swallowed, and said, "How about we draw a new one?"

"Draw it again! You have to draw it again! The difference is too great!" Lu Bu frowned slightly, and began to describe again.

Although it is the second description, the effect is not much different from the first one.

Lu Bu spoke hesitatingly and stuttered, and the old painter's brushwork was frivolous and without charm.

Without waiting for the painting to be finished, one can directly conclude that this second painting is definitely a failure.

outside.

Chen Xiaobei couldn't wait a long time ago: "It's time for the crisis to be completely resolved!"

In a dark corner, Chen Xiaobei directly extracted the Mirage Fan from the space ring.

As soon as he held the fan in his hand, a strong spirituality communicated with Chen Xiaobei, and immediately transferred the usage into Chen Xiaobei's mind.

"So that's the case! No wonder Brother Yan Wang said, as long as I get this treasure, I will understand everything!"

Chen Xiaobei grinned, his whole body relaxed, as if the crisis had been resolved.

"Shua!"

Chen Xiaobei opened the folding fan, with a thought, at the same time opened the fan to Lu Bu.

In an instant, an invisible breeze blew towards Lu Bu, directly between his eyebrows.

"Like! It's so similar! This portrait is exactly the same as Chen Xiaobei! As long as you look for it according to this portrait, you will be able to find Chen Xiaobei!"

Lu Bu pointed to the second portrait he had just painted, and said firmly.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone around was taken aback.

"Mr. Lu, are you sure?" Lu Mingjun said, "Why do I feel that this painting is not much different from the first one... only a few small places you mentioned have been slightly changed..."

"No! The difference between the two paintings is huge! You believe me! Follow the second painting to find it! You can't go wrong!"

Lu Bu was extremely affirmative, and at the same time praised: "This painter is amazing! With just a few words, I can paint so similarly. Admire! Admire!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chen Xiaobei almost burst out laughing again.