Dongfang Xu felt in his heart that this dog demon dared to tease their husband and wife, and this was the end it deserved.

Just when the couple looked at the existence of the portrait defiantly, the 'person' on the portrait changed visibly.

Sometimes it becomes the appearance of Dongfang Yan, and sometimes it becomes the appearance of Lin Yiyi.

Sometimes it's a strange look for the couple.

In short, the change is more exciting than a kaleidoscope.

Lin Yiyi applauded while admiring: "Keep going, sister, I want to see how many sides you can change." ”

Dongfang Xu applauded with his daughter-in-law: "It's the first time I've seen such a wonderful picture, it's worth watching my husband and wife carefully." ”

The couple's words fell, and the 'person' on the portrait changed faster.

Neither of them looked at it without blinking, but wanted to see what it wanted to do.

After about a quarter of an hour, the portrait finally ceased to change, and was fixed in the form of a kind old man with a magnificent figure, dressed in a gray robe, full of silver hair, and a beard that reached to his belly.

Lin Yiyi and Dongfang Xu felt that this portrait exuded a heavy coercion.

The couple still felt that it was just a little trick played by the dog demon, and they didn't take it seriously.

But there was a 'poof' sound behind them, and then the couple heard the little thing and Wangshan Cheng screaming in fear: "Master (Lord)!" ”

When Lin Yiyi and his wife turned around, they saw the little thing kneeling in front of the portrait, and tears fell from tears of excitement.

Wangshan was also so excited that his body was trembling, he could barely hold his human shape, and his forehead was pressed against the floor.

The couple looked at each other, and unconsciously hesitated in their hearts.

But after taking a deep breath, Dongfang Xu pulled Lin Yiyi behind him, faced the portrait by himself, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?" ”

He knew that in that kind of world, the slave would never dare to offend the master.

Especially minions like Wangcai or Wangshan, they don't dare to casually turn themselves into masters.

Therefore, he knew that the person in the portrait in front of him was definitely not made of prosperity.

Lin Yiyi poked her head out from behind Dongfang Xu and observed the old man in the portrait.

This old man is really a fairy wind bone, and his body exudes an indescribable aura (momentum and verve).

She blinked quickly with her big clear eyes, looked at the old man on the portrait and looked at it, she was really curious, could he be the legendary peasant saint?

But until she gets a definite answer, she won't believe it easily.

Therefore, as Dongfang Xu's voice came out, she immediately added: "Pretending to be a ghost, is it interesting?" ”

"You naughty girl!"

"I got the old man's chance, and I don't respect the old man, do you think the old man should kick you out?"

Just as Lin Yiyi spoke, these two lines appeared in front of him.

Lin Yiyi: "Hurry up, who's afraid of whom?" ”

Dongfang Xu grabbed her tightly with both hands, preventing her from coming out from behind.

In order to be stunned that she was injured, she even kept pressing her dishonest head back.

"Yiyi, don't make trouble, let me talk to 'him'."

He was not afraid of the old man in the portrait, but he was worried that the beautiful woman behind him would be hurt, so his tone was unconsciously heavier.

"The kid is good, he knows how to hurt his daughter-in-law."

As soon as Dongfang Xu's voice fell, two lines of words were also displayed in front of him, "There is the style of the old man." ”

Lin Yiyi pouted: "Hey, don't put gold on your face." ”

"If you had such a demeanor back then, how could you end up now?"

"Yiyi!"

Seeing her poking her head out from behind her again, Dongfang Xu's tone became more stern, "Obedient." ”