Peerless Martial God

Yue Menghe's words caused Lin Feng to be extremely shocked. It seemed that his mother had already completely acknowledged Mengqing, yet she gave him such a solemn explanation.    

    

The corner of his eyes revealed a trace of a smile. His mother and Mengqing got along well, so Lin Feng was naturally happy.    

    

Lifting his head, he looked towards Mengqing and Duan Xinye who were not far away. Lin Feng saw that the two of them were discussing something, and Duan Xinye seemed to have let go of a little of his worries.    

    

This made a stone fall from Lin Feng's heart. With a wife like her, what else could he say? Even without Yue Menghe saying anything, he knew what he should do to properly cherish the woman who loved him so much.    

    

They were not talking big nonsense, but had truly done it. Mengqing had done it, and told him before that she did not care that he had other girls by his side, and Duan Xinye had also said that she did not care about her reputation, as long as she followed him, Lin Feng would be fine.    

    

"Lucky bastard."    

    

Lin Hai muttered to himself with a smile in his eyes. With his son being so outstanding, he would naturally be happy to be the father of such a good daughter-in-law.    

    

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

    

Yue Menghe's eyes stared at the sea of trees, causing Lin Hai to be stunned for a moment. Then, his eyes flashed and he laughed tremblingly: "No, I'm also a lucky guy."    

    

After speaking, Lin Hai lowered his head and continued carving.    

    

This warm scene caused the smile on Lin Feng's face to become even more radiant. The corner of his mouth moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "I finally know what father is afraid of."    

    

"Brat, pay attention when you speak." Lin Hai glared and looked at Lin Feng unkindly, causing Lin Feng to hurriedly shake his head and shift his gaze away.    

    

"Go, treat Mengqing and Xinye well."    

    

Yue Menghe looked at the two girls who were smiling at him from afar and nodded slightly. Then, he lifted his foot and slowly walked to the side of the two girls.    

    

At this time, Mengqing was also holding a brush and rolled out a piece of paper in front of him.    

    

The two of them completely ignored Lin Feng, and immersed themselves in their own fun, causing Lin Feng to be ignored.    

    

Everything had progressed in a direction that Lin Feng had never expected, but it made him feel gratified.    

    

Duan Xinye stayed in the Lovesickness Forest for two days, and during these two days, he was always together with Mengqing, teaching him how to draw and occasionally chatting happily. The pitiful Lin Feng was neglected for an entire two days, and the two girls ignored him, making him extremely depressed.    

    

Until the third day when Duan Wuya sent someone to come to Lovesickness Forest and picked Duan Xinye up. At the same time, he also gave Lin Feng a piece of news.    

    

The Dragon Mountain Empire envoy, Ruo Lanshan, had Lin Feng gather outside the Imperial Palace in three days, preparing to set off. This time, they were heading towards the Dragon Mountain Empire.    

    

When this news came out, the Snow Moon Kingdom was immediately in an uproar again. The Snow Domain Competition participants were finally about to depart, and who knew how many people were going to participate in the Snow Domain Competition participants this time round?    

    

Lin Feng was also guessing, but he didn't really choose either. He finally decided on the day they would set out.    

    

But three days is also good, Snow Domain Competition is a matter of time, leaving early, I can learn more about and experience the geniuses of the empire.    

    

"I believe Duan Wudao, Duan Wuya, Yue Tianming and the others have received the invitation."    

    

Lin Feng guessed in his heart, but it was not at the moment. Lin Feng was currently sitting in the middle of the bamboo forest, with a huge mat on the ground.    

    

Lin Feng raised his brush and continued to draw.    

    

Mengqing sat three meters away from Lin Feng, allowing the gestures in her hands to move. She was still as quiet as ever, as if there was nothing else in the world other than the woman in front of her and the brush in her hands.    

    

The outline of a woman slowly formed by Lin Feng's drawing was gentle and elegant, pure and holy like an immortal, with a hint of elegance. However, in the picture, it seemed to lack a deep sense of beauty.    

    

"No."    

    

Lin Feng shook his head slightly, as if he was unsatisfied. He tore the painting apart and placed his palm on top of it, then a ball of flame suddenly rose and burned the paper into ashes.    

    

"Lin Feng, how much longer do you want to draw?"    

    

Mengqing said softly. She had already been here for a long time, Lin Feng had drawn many pictures, but none of them succeeded.    

    

Originally, it was clearly Duan Xinye teaching her how to draw. But later, Lin Feng insisted on drawing her picture and even wanted her to stay in front of him.    

    

"Until I can draw you."    

    

Lin Feng patiently asked Mengqing how he smiled.    

    

Mengqing was silent, after that she still sat there without leaving, fresh and refined, leaning on there like a beautiful scenery in the first place.    

    

Rustling sounds came out, and another drawing appeared. Lin Feng looked at the drawing and then at Mengqing, it was very similar, but now that Lin Feng was drawing, he could already draw a picture of a person's appearance. The only thing that was missing was the appearance of a person.    

    

"No." Another low voice came out from Lin Feng's mouth. The tip of the brush streaked across, and the picture scroll shattered. The light of the flames slightly rose as another picture was burned by Lin Feng.    

    

Taking the rolled up paper, Lin Feng placed it on the table in front of him. His eyes were as usual, looking at Mengqing again, as if in his eyes, only Mengqing was left with her, nothing else.    

    

Lifting up the brush, Lin Feng was silent for a moment. Then, he began to write once more, drawing a simple and scummy pattern.    

    

Sounds of rustling could be heard nonstop. A gentle breeze brushed against the bamboo forest, filling the quiet space with a romantic atmosphere.    

    

"Something's wrong …"    

    

"Something's wrong …"    

    

"Still not right …"    

    

Lin Feng constantly drew out Mengqing's appearance. They were very similar, and the only thing that was missing was a bit of charm, that kind of charm that belonged to life, that charm that was holy and beautiful to the point that it could cause everything to lose color.    

    

He didn't know how many of the paintings had already been burnt by Lin Feng, but Mengqing was still sitting there, looking at this beautiful bamboo forest and the frowning Lin Feng. She didn't have the slightest hint of impatience.    

    

Lin Feng was watching her, and she was also looking at Lin Feng.    

    

Even though there were no interactions between the two parties, most of the time, they only needed a simple glance to understand the meaning in the other party's eyes.    

    

Time slowly flowed by. The sky was shrouded by the curtain of night, and the world turned pitch black. As night approached, the curtain of night fell, and night and day alternated. Time flew by so quickly.    

    

However, Lin Feng was silent all the while, from silent to dark during the day, and also from night to day, the tides rose and fell, and the flowers bloomed.    

    

Finally, on the third day, Lin Feng slightly raised the painting brush in his hand and froze in midair.    

    

His gaze shifted towards Mengqing, and just like that, he watched on. A light breeze blew past, lifting up Lin Feng's long hair.    

    

Lin Feng no longer looked at him, and instead closed his eyes. However, at this time, his hand finally dropped.    

    

The rustling sound once again drifted out. However, this time, it was not chaotic. Instead, it was clear and natural, as if it was natural.    

    

Lin Feng's eyes were closed, but his hands were constantly moving. It was so smooth, and the obstacles that he had obstructed for the past three days seemed to all want to pour out at this moment.    

    

"Hu!"    

    

As the wind blew, Lin Feng's eyes opened, looking at the picture in front of him, a brilliant smile finally overflowed on his face, a smile that could not be hidden.    

    

Finally, the painting was finished. At this moment, his painting possessed the charm of life, the charm of beauty, and not just a simple and beautiful painting.    

    

Mengqing lifted his head and looked at the picture scroll which Lin Feng had spent an entire three days and countless amounts of effort to inscribe, and Mengqing smiled, a brilliant smile on his face.    

    

So beautiful. The her in this painting was too perfect. She was like a fairy in a flower, stepping out from the painting.    

    

"I've finally drawn it."    

    

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

    

"Lin Feng, since you can still draw with your eyes closed, why must you continue to be like this?"    

    

"Because I need to feel your existence until you are branded in my mind and branded in my heart."    

    

Lin Feng said in a low voice, and laughed gently: "With this scroll, I can look at this painting when I miss you. As for why I want to draw with my eyes closed, it's because I can't draw with my eyes, you!"    

    

Mengqing felt that his eyes were a little sour. He stroked his hair with his hands, beautiful to the point of making everything lose color, and drew with his eyes closed. He was using his own heart, and what he drew, was not only Mengqing's face, but also Mengqing's heart!