Chapter 499
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After staring at Ning An for a long time, Qing Long finally asked, "Why do you want my blood?"
Ning An frowned and said, "To save someone."
Although the other party was a vine, it was not an exaggeration to say that she wanted to save someone …
"I can give you my blood, but I have a condition," Qing Long said indifferently.
"A condition?"
Di Xingchen and Ning An exchanged glances. They did not understand what Qing Long was up to.
"Don't worry. My condition is very simple."
Upon hearing this, Di Xingchen and Ning An relaxed slightly. It was fine if the condition was simple, but if it was difficult, they would not have the time to do it …
"In that case, tell us. What is your condition?" Di Xingchen asked indifferently.
Qing Long glanced at Di Xingchen and Ning An. Her lips curled into a faint smile. "Since you're here, it's naturally unrealistic for me to meet the Little Master. However, since you said that you're his descendant, you should know what the Little Master looks like, right?"
"I do." Ning An nodded. She frowned and an idea popped into her head.
Qing Long wouldn't want her to draw a portrait of her father, right?
"If that's the case, draw a portrait of the little master for me to see. Once I see it, I'll naturally give you the blood." Just as Ning An was deep in thought, the Azure Dragon said faintly.
Ning An wanted to laugh when she heard Qing Long's words.
"Leave it to me," Di Xingchen's gentle voice rang out in her ear.
"Okay." Ning An nodded. She did not refuse.
She clearly knew that Di Xingchen was much better at drawing than she was.
Ning An watched from the side as she took out some paper and drawing tools from her space and handed them to Di Xingchen.
Di Xingchen used his spiritual power to make the paper float in front of him. Then, he began to draw stroke by stroke.
Seeing this, Azure Dragon, who was standing opposite them, looked at Ning An and the others curiously.
Half an hour later, seeing that Di Xingchen was still not done, Qing Chang asked impatiently, "How much longer do you need? Forget it if you can't draw it. "
Upon hearing this, Ning An glared at Qing Long fiercely. "Your young master is a peerless talent. Of course it will take some time to draw him. You just have to wait."
After hearing what Ning An said, Qing Long was speechless.
What did he mean by his Little Master was peerless? Wasn't that her father?
After waiting for a while, Di Xingchen finally stopped. He turned to look at Ning An and asked, "Ning An, what do you think?"
Ning An stared blankly at the painting. When she heard Di Xingchen's question, she nodded. "Yes."
It was not inferior to the painting in the Heavenly Mirror Temple at all.
However, this painting looked really good. It seemed that she would also draw Xingchen when she had the time …
"Then let's give him the painting," Di Xingchen said. Then he took the paper and held Ning An's hand as they walked over to Qing Long.
Qing Long was a little excited when he saw them walking over.
After all, he had only seen his Little Master once since he was born. After that, his master sent him away. He had never seen his Little Master again until the great battle!
Di Xingchen stopped in front of Qing Long and handed the painting to Qing Long. "Remember what you promised after you look at it."
"Of course," Qing Long took the painting and said with a frown, "I'm a man of my word. I won't go back on my word. Don't worry."
He picked up the painting and started to look at it.
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