Lin Feng is surprised by the words of the moon dream lotus. It seems that his mother has fully recognized the dream and has so solemnly explained him.

Happy to get along with her mother.

Looking up at the dream not far away, Duan Xinye and Lin Feng can only see what they are discussing. At this time, Duan Xinye seems to have let go, with a smile on her face, which is very brilliant.

This makes a stone in Lin Feng's heart fall. If he has a wife like this, what else can he say? He doesn't need Yue Menghe to say that he knows how to do it and cherish the woman who loves him deeply.

Thinking of Mengqing and Duan Xinye's words, Lin Feng laughs foolishly. They don't mean to say that they are vain, but they have really done it. Mengqing did what he said and didn't care about other women around him. Duan Xinye also said that she didn't care about fame, just follow him.

"Lucky guy."

One side of Lin Hai murmured, his eyes also smile, his son so excellent, get two such a good daughter-in-law, he is naturally happy to be a father.

"What, you mean you're not lucky yourself?"

Moon dream lotus eyes toward the forest sea a stare, let the forest sea a Leng, then the eyes flash, trembling smile way: "no, I am also a lucky guy."

After that, Lin Hai lowered his head and continued to carve.

This warm scene makes Lin Feng's smile on his face more and more brilliant. The corners of his mouth wriggled slightly and said in a low voice: "I finally know what my father is afraid of."

"Be careful what you say." Lin Hai's eyes stare, not good at looking at Lin Feng, let Lin Feng quickly shake his head, will look away, as if nothing happened.

"Go ahead and have a good love for the dream and the leaves."

Yue Meng he looks at the two girls not far away and smiles at Lin Feng. Lin Feng nods slightly and raises his feet. He walks slowly to the two girls.

At this time, Mengqing also holds a brush and rolls paper in front of her body. She is learning to stroke with Duan Xinye and sketch patterns one by one.

Two people, will Lin Feng to directly ignore, immersed in their own fun, Lin Feng was on one side.

Everything, all toward Lin Feng unexpected, but let him gratify the direction of development.

Duan Xinye stayed in Acacia forest for two days. These two days were always together with Mengqing, teaching Mengqing and learning painting. Occasionally, he chatted happily. Poor Lin Feng was left in the air for two days. The two girls ignored him, which made him very depressed. He really didn't know who to provoke.

until the third day, Duan Wuyuan sent someone to Acacia forest to take Duan Xinye away and give Lin Feng a message.

The envoys of Longshan Empire, ruolanshan, asked Lin Feng to gather outside the palace three days later to prepare for departure. This time, they will go to Longshan empire.

As soon as the news came out, the snow moon kingdom was in turmoil again, and the snowy Dabi people were finally about to leave. The Longshan empire in front of us did not know how many people were going to participate in the snowy Dabi this time.

Lin Feng is also guessing that if Lanshan has no real meaning to choose, he finally decides the date of departure.

However, three days is also good, snowy big than is sooner or later, start earlier, you can learn more about and see the genius of the Empire.

"Duan Wudao, Duan Wuyuan, yuetianming and others must have been invited."

Lin Feng guessed to himself, but it was not at the moment. At this time, Lin Feng was sitting in the bamboo forest, sitting on the ground, covered with a huge straw mat, on which was placed a picture scroll.

Lin Feng, is holding a brush, in the painting scroll non-stop crossing.

Three meters in front of Lin Feng's body, the dream is sitting there, letting Lin Feng's hands move, she is still so quiet, as if there is nothing between heaven and earth except the woman in front of her and the brush in her hand.

The outline of a woman is slowly outlined in Lin Feng's pen. She is gentle and elegant, holy as an immortal, but it seems that there is a lack of deep-seated beauty in the picture.

"No way."

Lin Feng shook his head slightly, as if not satisfied, and then tore up the painting scroll and printed his palm on it. A flame suddenly rose and burned the paper to ashes.

"Lin Feng, how long do you want to paint?"

Meng Qing whispered that she had been here for a long time. Lin Feng also drew many pictures, but none of them succeeded. The scrolls were torn and burned by him.

This makes the dream feeling a bit depressed. Originally, Duan Xinye taught her how to draw. Later, Lin Feng insisted on drawing her patterns and asked her to stay in front of her.

"Until I can draw you."

Lin Feng is not tired of the trouble, to dream how to smile.

Dream silent, then still sitting there, fresh and refined, leaning on her is a beautiful landscape.

When the rustling sound came out, another portrait came out. Lin Feng looked at the picture and looked at the dream. It was very similar. Now Lin Feng's painting has been able to depict people's appearance, but the lack is the heat."No way." Another murmur came out of Lin Feng's mouth, and the nib of the pen scratched the scroll, and the light of the fire rose slightly. Another picture was burned by Lin Feng.

After taking the roll of paper, Lin Feng threw it on the table in front of him. His eyes, as usual, looked towards the dream again. It seemed that in his eyes, there was only a woman with dream feeling, and there was nothing else.

Mention the pen, Lin Feng silent, and then began to write again, depicting a simple and scum pattern.

The sound of rustling is constantly coming out, and the breeze is blowing over the bamboo forest. The quiet space is full of romantic atmosphere.

"No"

"no"

"no"

"still wrong"

Lin Feng constantly draws the appearance of the dream, which is very similar, but what is missing is a bit of verve, that belongs to the charm of life, which is holy and beautiful to make all things pale.

I don't know how many pictures have been burned by Lin Feng. The dream is still sitting there, looking at the beautiful bamboo forest and the frowning Lin Feng, she has no feeling of impatience. On the contrary, in her heart, there is only a trace of sweetness.

Lin Feng is looking at her; and she is also looking at Lin Feng.

Even if there is no communication, most of the time, they can read the meaning of each other's eyes with a simple look.

Time slowly elapses, the night will cover the sky, the sky becomes dark, the night comes and then ends, night and day alternate, time flies so fast.

However, the silence of the world, from the dark to see the tide of flowers, from the dark to see.

Finally, on the third day, Lin Feng held up his brush slightly and froze in the air.

Look at the dream, so look at, the breeze, will Lin Feng long hair raised, and then his eyes, slowly closed.

No longer to see the dream, Lin Feng's eyes are closed, but at this time his hand, but finally fell.

The sound of rustling came out again, but it was not a bit messy, but clear and natural.

Lin Feng closed his eyes, but his hands kept dancing. It was so smooth that the obstacles in the past three days seemed to pour out at this moment. He did not even pause.

"Hoo!"

The wind stirs, Lin Feng's eyes open, looking at the picture in front of him, Lin Feng's face, finally filled with a ray of brilliant smile, can not hide the smile.

Finally, it is depicted. At this moment, his paintings have the charm of life and beauty, not just a simple and beautiful picture.

Mengqing raised her head and looked at Lin Feng for three days. She spent countless efforts to depict the picture. Mengqing laughed and laughed brilliantly.

It's so beautiful. She in this picture is too perfect, like a fairy in flowers. She wants to come out of the painting.

"At last it's done."

Lin Feng said in a low voice and laughed with satisfaction.

"Lin Feng, since you can depict with your eyes closed, why do you still have to do this all the time?"

"Because I need to feel your presence until I brand you in my mind and in my heart."

Lin Feng whispered and said with a soft smile: "with this scroll, I can see this painting when I think about you all the way. As for why I close my eyes to depict, because what I want to draw is you, dream feeling, with eyes, I can't draw you, but only by heart!"

Meng Qing felt that his eyes were slightly sour. He stroked his long hair with his hand, which made everything lose color. Lin Feng painted with his eyes closed. He was painting with his own heart, and what he drew was not only the face of the dream, but also the heart of the dream!

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