Chapter 917

"Really?" Qi Mufeng's eyes lit up, and with a look of earning, he asked suspiciously, "Don't you regret it?"

"Just say no, no regrets." Tangning looked at him with a smile, "As long as you can beat me."

"Okay, how do you want to bet?" he asked Tangning.

Tangning looked at the mansion halfway up the mountain and smiled meaningfully. The two walked towards the halfway up the mountain while talking about how to win or lose...

Halfway up the mountain, before the sun went down, Qi Mufeng knocked on the door, and an old man came out to open the door.

"Old man, my brother and I passed by here. Seeing that it was getting late, we wanted to stay here for one night. Would it be convenient?" Qi Mufeng asked, with a friendly smile on his face. The face looks even more striking.

The old man glanced at the two men, one big and one small. Seeing that both the big and the young were very good looking, the old man raised his hand and signaled them to leave, and was about to close the door.

However, Qi Muyuan reached out to stop the old man from closing the door, and said with a smile, "Old man, we have been hungry for a day, it will be dark, and there is nowhere to rest when we go down the mountain, please make it easy for the old man! We can pay for the lodging."

The old man opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound. At this moment, a voice came from inside.

"Old Zhang, since there are guests, please come in. What does it look like blocking the door?"

When Tangning and Qi Mufeng outside the house heard it, the voice sounded like a middle-aged man. After hearing the middle-aged man's voice, the old man opened the door and let them in.

As soon as she entered, Tangning's footsteps paused and her eyes seemed to be swept away inadvertently. Looking at the layout of the house, it seemed to be no different from the layout of ordinary people's houses. On the wall, there are paintings hanging.

In the open space in the courtyard, in front of the long table, a middle-aged man in gray clothes held a pen in his hand, and seemed to be painting there. Even when they came in, he didn't look up.

Qi Mufeng saw the paintings hanging in the courtyard, and saw that the owner in front was painting, so he stepped forward and watched from one side, and saw that the painting on the scroll was a young man in white, and the young man attacked with a long sword. The momentum, whether it is the demeanor or the momentum, is drawn into the wood three-pointed, lifelike.

Seeing the middle-aged man put down his paintbrush, and praying for Feng to bow his hands, then he smiled and praised: "Zun Jia's painting skills are really amazing. This character's demeanor is so vivid and lifelike, which is really admirable."

"Hehehe."

The middle-aged man who put down the paintbrush chuckled softly, and then looked at Qi Mufeng who was standing beside him. He saw the young man dressed in red, with a handsome face that was indistinguishable from male and female, with his black hair tied up at will, and his whole person showed an unrestrained expression. Xiaojie's wanton, he praised: "Young master has a good temperament."

"It's too honorable to drive." Qi Mufeng said with a smile.

The middle-aged man looked at the child beside him, and saw that it was a five-year-old child with a small bald head. He also looked very good. His eyes couldn't help but flicker. He smiled and said, "This little boy is really cute."

Tangning's brows twitched and she grinned, her delicate little face was full of innocence.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled and said to Qi Mufeng: "Since the two of you are passing by for the night, let's rest here tonight! It's just me and Lao Zhang in this house. When we have nothing to do, I also I just like to paint, my paintings can be seen everywhere in this mansion, after eating in a while, can I take you two to enjoy it?"