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There were two pretty girls in the picture. They looked familiar, but he couldn\'t remember where he had seen them before. However, one thing was for sure. They looked completely different from sister Xia. Or rather, they didn\'t have any similarities at all.

Ling Chuxi also saw the portrait and heaved a long sigh of relief. This portrait was even more out of shape compared to the one that clan master Qian had taken. In addition, it had been crumpled into a ball by Xianyu and had been soaked with some seawater. Many parts of the portrait were black and mushy. Only those who were very familiar with the portrait would be able to recognize that it was her and LAN Xinyu.

It seemed like this Xianyu ye didn\'t really take the North Sea flood Dragon King\'s order to heart. Such an important portrait had actually been twisted beyond recognition by him. It was no wonder. Xianyu ye himself was the Lord of the Fire cloud Sea, and had only submitted to the North Sea flood Dragon King under his military coercion. As the saying went, the heavens were high and the Emperor was far away, so how could he be too concerned about the North Sea flood Dragon King\'s matters?

"My Lord, are you sure that she is one of the people in this painting?" Old GE asked.

"This, isn\'t it?" Xianyu ye said, pointing at a woman in the painting.

"They\'re obviously not the same person. They look completely different. " Before old GE could speak, a bold young cultivator said disapprovingly.

"Nonsense! Look carefully. Long hair, Big Eyes, Small Mouth, they are all women. And most importantly, there is a mole here. It is obviously a person!" Xianyu ye looked at the painting, then at sister Xia, and finally pointed at the black mark between the eyebrows of the woman in the painting.

Old GE and the others looked at each other, while Ling Chuxi\'s face was filled with black lines.

Long hair, Big Eyes, Small Mouth, all women ... This was the person that Xianyu ye had mentioned? To be honest, sister Xia\'s hair was about the same length as the person in the painting, but her eyes were definitely not big, and her mouth was not small. As for the woman, it was not wrong. As for the so-called mole in the painting, please, it was clearly just a small black dot that had been soaked in seawater by you, but it had become the most important symbol to identify your identity.

Looking at Xianyu ye\'s serious expression, Ling Chuxi seemed to have come to her senses."In the eyes of humans, most of the spirit beasts of the same race looked the same. They were either rough and bold, or petite and dainty. Similarly, in the eyes of spirit beasts, humans looked the same. As long as they did not lack arms, legs, or crooked mouths and noses, they basically looked the same.

Ling Chuxi was a little regretful. If she had known earlier, she would not have worn a mask like this. In any case, she and LAN Xinyu did not have that mole. Even if she stood in front of him and said that she was the person he wanted to catch, he might not believe her.

"Lord Xianyu, perhaps in your eyes, we humans all look the same, but the person in this painting is really not the same person as her. And this mole, it should be an ink dot that became like this after being stained with seawater. Why don\'t you take a closer look?" Old GE said with a bitter smile.

"Is that so?" Xianyu ye took the painting and looked at it from left to right, from left to right, and from right to left to right, from front to back, the expression on his face uncertain.

"Nonsense! You still dare to protect the murderer? arrest all of you and hand you over to Lord longzun. If you resist, you will be killed without mercy." Xianyu ye suddenly roared in anger.

As soon as he finished speaking, his subordinates each held a sword, axe, and fork, and aggressively approached.

Ling Chuxi was stunned. From Xianyu ye\'s expression just now, he should have realized that he had recognized the wrong person. Why did he still want to fight?

Could it be that this guy had that idea?

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