Inviting people to fight paintings, it is a great thing to paint in the teahouse, often depending on who is pleasing to the eye, or want to make friends with someone, invite this person to fight with the painting. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Obviously, the woman who sent her maid to invite Xiao Yong to paint Xiao Yong was pleasing to the eye and wanted to make friends with him.

And that woman looks like she doesn't say that she will bring disaster to the country and the people, but she can be regarded as a sinking fish and a goose.

"Brother Ye, in Gao's opinion, this matter can also be tried, anyway, ......" Gao He almost squeezed his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "No matter what, Brother Ye will not suffer, maybe...... Hehe, it's still peach blossom luck!"

Xiao Yong didn't have much interest in the peach blossom luck, but he was very interested in fighting paintings, so he agreed to the invitation of others.

came to the fighting painting site chosen by the other party, looked at the sand table in front of him, and reached out to touch the fine sand inside.

Fine sand is not ordinary sand, it is more like some kind of sand made of animal bones, and on this basis, there are various sacrifices, and there are formation fluctuations, prohibition fluctuations and the like at the bottom of the sand table.

The pen stick used to paint on the sand table is not ordinary, it is the stalk of some kind of plant, and that plant is only a spiritual creature of no low grade.

In addition, the round platform not far away is not ordinary, and Xiao Yong has also looked at it a lot, but this one looked at it by chance, and it happened to match the woman who looked at it.

Smiling politely at Xiao Yong, the woman lightly held the pen stick and drew a cute little white rabbit on the sand table.

The sand table is the color of fine sand, and the color cannot be drawn, but what emerges from the round platform is a little white rabbit. Kneel and beg for a hundred eyes to sing

Seeing it, Gao He's brows squeezed around, as if he was beating, and Xiao Yong frowned, this little white rabbit ...... Is it really a white rabbit who is bullied?

Xiao Yong didn't think so, because he had seen this kind of little white rabbit in the rainforest, although it was just a corpse, it was still the kind that had been dead for a few days, and he could naturally recognize that the little white rabbit's death was caused by fighting with other fierce beasts.

The fierce beasts in the rainforest are all powerful spirit beasts, they can fight with them, but they are not eaten after fighting, so how can the little white rabbit be a good kind?

The brave gaze crossed the little white rabbit and fell on the woman again, trying to see something, but unfortunately the woman had nothing unusual except a polite smile.

Xiao Yong retracted his gaze, smiled faintly, and put pen to paper.

When Xiao Yong first went to the Zhihua Sect, he was a painter who didn't know the slightest painting skills, and now, under the teaching of Jiu Qiurong, he is not the person who needs a day or two to paint a five-stroke stone painting.

Therefore, the resulting painting looks like a person, and its body shape is still a woman.

And the display of this painting on the round platform is not surprisingly the woman opposite.

Of course, it's just the likeness, but it's this resemblance that attracts many people to applaud.

Fighting paintings don't have to wrestle, they don't have to fight, they can simply compare beauty and ugliness, compare skills, and even compare ideas.

But Xiao Yong didn't understand this, he drew the woman, naturally he didn't use it to compare beauty with the little white rabbit, he used it to test it.

"Bang!"

On the round platform, the condensed woman hammered down with a fierce fist, and hit the little white rabbit fiercely.

Sure enough, the little white rabbit was unusual, and after being hammered by this, I didn't see anything wrong, but the little face of the woman opposite was a little red, and I didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed.

In the teahouse, the people who were applauding just now seemed to be choked by the neck, and they were dumbfounded.

According to their understanding, the reason why Xiao Yong painted the woman was to please her, which was a really good idea, but it was just a fist hammer down...... This ...... Where does this come from?

Gao He didn't know what was elegant in it, but when he saw the red little face of the woman opposite, he secretly admired it.

"That's amazing! This is to make the other party remember him!"

Whether it's peach blossom luck or peach blossom robbery, it's not remembered by Peach Blossom, but it's just a vain one.

Xiao Yong cares about the peach blossoms, he wants to test the woman and the little white rabbit.

How can you be tempted? It is nothing more than annoying people and forcing them to take action.

So, the woman condensed on the round platform punched again, quite methodically.

The woman is a painting on the sand table through a series of changes, her movements have nothing to do with the painting, and the painter is related, the original hand of the pen stick is like a connected thing, the spirit of the writer is faintly connected with the condensed object.

This connection can be broken on its own, or it can be used to manipulate the actions of the condensed object, perhaps even a spell.

Xiao Yong didn't try to cast a spell, because this is a secret realm of Qingzhou that has not been revealed for thousands of years, and God knows that there is no world of difference between the spells here and the spells of the Zhihua Sect.

Xiao Yong uses simple fist and foot kung fu, but fist and foot kung fu is not ordinary, although it is not a famous method, but it is also honed by Xiao Yong through the fight with the prey.

The woman was actually angry and ashamed, just painting her, and using her to fight so ruthlessly.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

The woman made a sudden move, causing the little white rabbit to strike suddenly.

Xiao Yong is on guard, but he can't prevent the white rabbit's powerful spells.

That's right, a little white rabbit drawn out a large-scale attack spell at least the level of the realm of painting, and with one move, the woman on the round platform couldn't dodge, and the move dispersed.

After getting her hand, the woman glared at Xiao Yong fiercely, snorted, and turned around and went to the Accord on the second floor of the teahouse.

Xiao Yong's expression moved, because the maid who had invited him just now had come to invite him again.

"Only invite Brother Ye to go to the second floor to see your young lady?" Gao He secretly smiled knowing that there was a play, and there was no good thing that broke Xiaoyong, so he confessed and found a teahouse boy to make tea for him.

Xiao Yong did not refuse the woman's invitation, and followed her maid to the accomodation, and when he entered, his eyebrows were raised.

There are a lot of people in the Accord, nine people, and that's not all, but five young ladies and four maids, plus the maids who led the way for him, exactly five pairs.

Xiao Yong didn't understand what such a place invited him to do, the woman didn't see the fierce light in her eyes, pointed at Xiao Yong, and said, "Sisters, it's this kid who doesn't know how to bully me!"

Bullying? maybe...... Xiao Yong shook his head and said, "This girl, the first time I came to the teahouse, the first time I fought paintings, if there is anything offended, please forgive the girl." ”

"Sister Wei family, listen to the meaning, you invited this little brother to fight? What do you think? Seeing that he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, he is too young! This is not appropriate!"

"yes! He's too small, and he's ...... At first glance, there is not much ink, and it is not enough to see the son of the Tu family. ”

Xiao Yong didn't understand very well: "You guys are looking for me something?