Seeing that Zhou Yi put the dragon bell on the neck of the cat demon, Ao Shuang just dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Zhou Yi seemed very indifferent.

After all, to him, it was just an ordinary bell.

It's just like the demon slashing flying knife sent by the Dragon King of the Phoenix River before, the wind comes to the treasure fan, which he used as a fruit knife and a pu fan.

For Zhou Yi, who doesn't know the goods, these are all garbage things.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

The things were also accepted, and Zhou Yi couldn't accept the other party's treasures in vain.

And to be able to show his hand in front of the painter, Zhou Yi is still very happy.

Listening to Zhou Yi's words, Ao Shuang hesitated for a while.

Then said to Zhou Yi.

"How about you draw me?"

Ao Shuang actually didn't know what to ask Zhou Yi to paint.

After all, Zhou Yi's paintings are not ordinary paintings, and there are magical powers in the paintings.

So Ao Shuang, the Dragon King of the North Sea, thought about it and finally decided to let Zhou Yi draw her.

Listening to Ao Shuang's words, Zhou Yi touched his chin and said with a smile.

"Portraits of people, yes? It's still a bit difficult for a brush painting. ”

"But for me, it's totally fine. Yes, just draw you. ”

After hearing this, the cat demon Xiaobai on the side hummed inwardly.

"Scheming girl, it's shameless to let the master draw her. ”

"No, I'm going to let the master draw me. I'm the owner's only model. ”

Xiaobai's current pair of cat's eyes are staring at Ao Shuang.

Ao Shuang seemed to feel the hostility of the cat demon and smiled coldly at Xiao Bai.

That smile made Xiaobai instantly explode.

"Meow!"

Xiaobai hurriedly hid behind Zhou Yi.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi patted Xiaobai's ass and said.

"Xiaobai, go play to the side. ”

"I've finished painting the portrait of Miss Ao Shuang, and I'll come back to accompany you. ”

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he went into the room and took out a pen and paper.

Then he looked at Ao Shuang, who was sitting there.

"Boss Long, please let me go first. ”

"Leave this scene to Miss Aoshuang. ”

After hearing this, the Dragon King of the Phoenix River hurriedly got up and got out of the way.

Ao Shuang was left to sit there alone.

Ao Shuang sat sideways, not daring to move.

Subsequently, I saw Zhou Yi holding a brush and observing Ao Shuang repeatedly.

After some comparison, Zhou Yi couldn't help but sigh.

"Miss Ao Shuang's face is really the perfect golden ratio. ”

"Looks like I'm going to have to do it this time. ”

Zhou Yi looked at Ao Shuang, and in his mind, a little bit of spiritual light began to emerge slowly.

"Here it is, here the inspiration comes. ”

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he suddenly closed his eyes silently.

The moment he closed his eyes, he felt a northern scenery, a scene of thousands of miles of ice.

In front of him, there was a thousand-mile ice field, and on top of the ice field, there was an ancient city shrouded in a university.

On the walls of the ancient city, there is an iceberg beauty who has left no independence in the world.

She looked at the end of the ice field, as if waiting for someone's return.

Suddenly, a blizzard hits.

The beauty stood in the middle of the blizzard, letting countless snowflakes fly around her.

In the midst of that blizzard, it was as if an ice dragon was soaring.

Finally, the ice dragon slowly poked out the dragon's head from the sky, and then stared at the iceberg beauty on the city wall.

At that moment, Zhou Yi opened his eyes.

The brush in his hand began to splash on the rice paper.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, and the ink flies. Splash ink, stick ink, dot ink, ink is like a flying star, flowing clouds.

Soon, on the rice paper, the outline of a portrait slowly emerged.

Eyes, ears, mouth, and nose are constantly emerging.

At this moment, Ao Shuang is very nervous.

She didn't know what kind of self Zhou Yi had drawn.

But looking at his facial expressions, he seems to appreciate and like it very much.

Zhou Yi laughed as he painted.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"

Xiaobai on the side looked at Zhou Yi and thought that Zhou Yi was calling himself.

"Wonderful, wonderful. ”

"This painting is definitely one of the top three works I've worked so far. ”

When Zhou Yi made the last stroke, he did it with a wave. Then he looked at the painting in front of him and laughed.

"Perfect. ”

Seeing that Zhou Yi finished painting, the Dragon King of the Phoenix River, the cat demon Xiaobai, and Ao Shuang himself all came around.

They all wanted to see this peerless painting painted by Zhou Yi.

However, when they see the paintings.

"Meow!"

Xiaobai was the first to call out.

Then she lay down on the ground and began to roll.

"Hahahaha, I'm laughing, I'm really laughing. ”

"What is this drawing? Is it a ghost?"

The Dragon King of the Phoenix River on the side lowered his head and tried to hold back his smile.

Ao Shuang himself was almost blown up, and his face turned red all of a sudden, red to the base of his neck.

What the hell is this drawing?

I saw Ao Shuang painted by Zhou Yi, with sharp edges and corners, and rough lines.

Big black lips and thick eyeliner. Right-angled chin, triangular nose.

simply painted a woman into a man of steel.

The painting style is weird and demonic.,Perfectly inherited the steel straight man painting style of a certain jo.。

Ao Shuang couldn't wait to pounce on Zhou Yi and bite him hard.

No wonder Xiaobai smiled so happily.

And Zhou Yi seemed to be very satisfied with his paintings, and said with a smile.

"How about Miss Ao Shuang, this painting of mine, is it okay?"

Ao Shuang wanted to cry, really wanted to cry.

If she looked like this, she would never have had the courage to live.

The Dragon King of the Phoenix River on the side didn't speak because he was holding back his laughter.

He was probably the worst person in the room.

It's not like Xiaobai can laugh unbridledly, because Xiaobai is a cat.

He could only hold back, if he dared to laugh, he would definitely be peeled off by Ao Shuang when he went out.

Zhou Yi looked at Ao Shuang and said with a smile.

"How do you feel that Miss Ao Shuang doesn't like it very much?"

"You look good, look carefully. ”

The corners of Ao Shuang's eyes seemed to be about to burst into tears.

But at this time, Ao Shuang suddenly found that the painting didn't seem to be so ugly.

Not only Ao Shuang felt this way, but even the Dragon King of the Phoenix River also found that the more he looked at this painting, the more he felt that it seemed to look good.

Even Xiaobai stopped smiling, looking at the painting, a little dazed.

Because it found that through that painting, she saw a strong and great woman.

I saw an iceberg, I saw an ancient city, I saw a field of ice and snow, and I saw a white dragon.

"This, this is ......"

The biggest impact was Ao Shuang himself.

Ao Shuang felt that his divine thoughts were pulled into the painting.

In the next second, her soul was sublimated, and this painting, which was completely made for her, fit everything she had cultivated.

Soon, Ao Shuang found that his dragon yuan was undergoing drastic changes.

"Evolved, Long Yuan evolved. ”

"I'm going to transform. ”

Following Ao Shu, Ao Shuang is also about to transform.

And Ao Shuang is undergoing the seventh change.

"This painting, it's so good, it's so good. ”

Ao Shuang suddenly stretched out her hand and stroked the painting.

"Boss Zhou, can I leave with this painting now?"

Ao Shuang said to Zhou Yi with tears in her eyes.

Zhou Yi looked at the other party's pitiful appearance and said nothing.

"Absolutely. ”

Ao Shuang was so moved that she picked up the painting, and then bowed to Zhou Yi.

"Thank you. ”

"I'll visit you again in two days. ”

After speaking, Ao Shuang couldn't wait to leave the Tibetan Spirit Xuan.

As soon as he walked out of the Tibetan Spirit Pavilion, Ao Shuang painted a dragon shadow and flew towards the north.

She wants to rush back to Beihai immediately and complete her transformation.