Xiao Mingyi bought this painting, and after a little understanding, he comprehended the will of the martial arts inside, and his cultivation will be greatly improved.

The few young men who gathered over made a compliment, not everyone can take out a million gold coins, he is Yun Lan's personal disciple, in terms of wealth, there are really few people present who surpass him, including Du Mingze.

"Congratulations to Brother Xiao, I bought the real work of the crazy old man, my luck is too good. ”

In case the spring is holding stinky feet, the mad old man is a person from Zen City, and this painting is based on the Taihang Mountains as the background, which is undoubtedly genuine

"Politely, if you don't come to Chancheng this time, you will miss such a great opportunity in vain. ”

Xiao Mingyi was proud, this painting has not been hanging here for a long time, there should be no people who know the goods, even if there are people who know the goods, one million gold coins is enough to stop ninety percent of the nine monks.

In the midst of a burst of compliments, an abrupt voice interrupted them.

"Boy, what are you talking about, dare to say that the painting of the crazy old man is a broken painting, do you know that the status of the crazy old man in the minds of the people of Chancheng. ”

Xue Qiu shouted loudly, his tone was extremely unkind, although the mad old man went west with a crane, but his descendants are still there, in Chancheng, he is still the largest family in Chancheng, and his status is extraordinary.

Insulting the painting of the mad old man is tantamount to humiliating the madman, even Danbao Pavilion can't keep him.

"I naturally admire and even admire the painting of the crazy old man for a long time, but this painting ......"

After speaking, he shook his head, and the expression on his face seemed to say, a group of fools, holding a pair of broken paintings as treasures.

The others looked at Liu Wuxian with a strange look, this kid is crazy, this painting has a unique brushwork, exactly the same as the arrogant and uninhibited technique of the old man, ask yourself who has such a great ability, and imitate it.

Lei Tao died in a hurry, and if he offended the mad family, things would be in trouble, and the mad family was not comparable to the major families in Canglan City.

A guard came over and said a few words in Xiao Mingyi's ear, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Xiao Mingyi's mouth: "Boy, you are dead, humiliate the madman, I see how you die." ”

Most of the things in the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce are genuine, and they are not fakes, after all, they are a minority.

"This son, don't talk nonsense, this painting was asked by a madman to sell it on our behalf. ”

The deacon of the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce hurriedly stood up and asked Liu Wuxian not to talk nonsense, this painting turned out to be hung by a madman here for consignment, which made Xiao Mingyi laugh wildly, and the harvest today was too great.

"Just be happy!"

Liu Wuxian shrugged his shoulders, too lazy to argue with them, he didn't have the time to argue with a bunch of garbage.

This sentence stimulated everyone even more, speaking of which, you are no longer a human being, wouldn't you be ridiculed by him in vain.

"Brother Liu, it's not right for you to do this, you can eat more, you can't talk nonsense, I know there is some misunderstanding between you and Brother Xiao, humiliating him like this is losing your identity. ”

Du Mingze stood up, his tone was neither salty nor light, everyone was not stupid, and he was clearly facing Xiao Mingyi and mocking Liu Wuxie.

"Just him?" Liu Wuxian suddenly pointed at Xiao Mingyi, with a hint of stunned on his face, as if he had heard a joke: "Just him, is he a piece of garbage, worthy of my humiliation of him?"

Overbearing!

Sharp!

The ruthless counterattack made Xiao Mingyi angry, and the corners of his mouth were biting blood, if he hadn't been stopped, he would have rushed up and made a move.

In terms of poisonous tongues, these groups of people together may not be Liu Wuxie's opponents.

"Okay, very good, great!" Xiao Mingyi took a deep breath and calmed the murderous aura on his face: "Everyone, I just received the news that the mad family also happens to be in the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce, and I have already sent someone to invite them over, whether this painting is true or false, the mad family knows best." ”

If it is said that gaze can kill, Liu Wuxian has died a thousand times, and among the alchemists present, there are few who have a good impression of him.

"Great, the people from the mad family are also there, they are a family of painters, and they took out this painting again, and they can distinguish the real from the fake at a glance. ”

Du Mingze applauded, they are all laymen, the madman is holy with painting, and the painting is quite profound, and the painting of the Great Yan Dynasty can surpass the madman is not much.

Everyone was looking forward to it, only Liu Wuxie admired it quietly, and his ears didn't listen to what was going on outside the window, and it was automatically filtered out.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Xiao Mingyi's guards walked over briskly with an old man and a young man, the older was more than fifty years old, the younger one was only in his twenties, his face was thin, his lips were red, if he hadn't seen the Adam's apple, at first glance he would have thought that this person was a woman.

"Who said this is a broken painting just now? ”

The old man's face was warm, what happened here, Xiao Mingyi's guards told the truth, and then hurried over.

"The person who came is the second elder of the mad family, the junior Du Mingze, to meet the mad elder. ”

Du Mingze has been to Chancheng and knows a little about the mad family, and he can recognize it at a glance, this person is the second elder of the mad family, and the most violent one, but this person has no bad intentions, and he is fair, but his character is not flattering.

"You are the alchemists of the Danbao Pavilion?"

Furious Zhan frowned, although the madman is strong, it is not so bad as Danbao Pavilion, this year's Danbao Pavilion Dan Conference was held in Chancheng, and the madman was a guest, invited to watch the curtain.

"Exactly, we are from major cities, Brother Xiao bought this painting, hoping that the Elder of the Wild War will give him a palm. ”

Du Mingze did not mention Liu Wuxian's broken painting, the depth of this person's scheming is breathtaking.

Let the wild battle be given to the palm of the eye, which is equivalent to leaving a way back for himself, this painting is true, his goal was achieved, with the help of the madman's hand, he slapped Liu Wuxian hard.

If this painting is fake, he will not suffer a loss, anyway, let the palm of his eyes, and not offend the mad fight, it can be said that he kills two birds with one stone.

"This picture of mountains and rivers is indeed painted by our ancestors, and it will never be fake. ”

The crazy old man took the picture of mountains and rivers, observed it, and gave an answer, this painting is real.

"Thank you, Elder Berserk. ”

Xiao Mingyi happily put the painting away, with a smile on his face.

"I heard someone say just now that this is a broken painting, who said it. ”

Crazy Zhan's eyes swept around, wanting to know, who dared to humiliate the madman's painting is a broken painting, is it impatient to live.

Everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on Liu Wuxian alone, and there was no need to be reminded by others, Wild Battle already knew who it was.

"Boy, just now you said that the madman's painting is a broken painting. ”

The powerful spirit washing force crushed down, and Liu Wuxie's robe was windless, and it was really domineering.

"Back to the Elder of the Madman, let me clarify, first, I have never insulted the painting of the madman, and second, this picture of mountains and rivers is indeed a broken painting. ”

Liu Wuxian made two clarifications, what he said, he never thought of denying it, even if someone from the crazy family came, how to say it, or how to say it.

Xiao Mingyi and the others all laughed and hurt their stomachs, so they waited for Liu Wuxie's words, and sure enough, they still said it.

"This painting has been in the madman's house for ten years, if it weren't for the madman's recent financial constraints, he wouldn't have taken it out and sold it, if you don't give me an explanation today, even if you are an alchemist of Danbao Pavilion, don't want to leave alive. ”

The madness was furious, whether Liu Wuxian insulted the madman or not, it didn't matter anymore, saying that this was a broken painting and touched the scale of the madman.

"Brother Liu, let's hurry up and apologize to the Elder of the Madman, I believe that the Crazy Family will not be as knowledgeable as a junior for the sake of Danbao Pavilion's face. ”

Du Mingze stood up and acted as a good person, and let Liu Wuxian apologize in person, which was equivalent to admitting that he had just said nonsense.

"That's right, at a young age, I learned to talk nonsense, and Canglan City is really not strict with discipline. ”

In case Chun followed, one person and one sentence, all kinds of vicious words, attacking Liu Wuxie.

Unconsciously, there were many people around, and the noise that occurred here alarmed other areas and gathered aside.

"How can you just admit your mistakes, you should kneel down and admit that everything you just said is nonsense, and you can only slap yourself a hundred times, how can you forgive him like this. ”

Xue Qiu let out a sneer, not only to make Liu Wuxian admit his mistake, but also to kneel down and slap himself, so vicious.

Every word you say, every word I say, all are the voices of crusading against Liu Wuxie, and there is no one who supports him.

"Who is this kid, dare to say that the madman's painting is a broken painting, and he is really tired and crooked. ”

The crowd followed and discussed, with an expression of accusation, the madman family had a very high status in Chancheng and was deeply loved by the people.

insulting the madman is tantamount to insulting the people of Chancheng.

No wonder it would cause public indignation, no one expected that Liu Wuxie's words would cause such a big sensation and alarm the high-level officials of the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce, who secretly watched.

"Crazy old man, the younger generation dares to ask, as long as I prove that this painting is fake, can you let all of them apologize to me in person?"

Liu Wuxie's eyes were cold, his gaze swept over Du Mingze and the others, without a trace of emotion, he had already given them enough face, and he humiliated himself at all costs, really thinking that if he didn't speak, he could take it at will.

"As long as you can prove that this painting is broken, I can agree to your request, and if this painting is real, then what?"

The crazy old man is not stupid, he has lived so big, which one is not a human spirit, I can promise you, but you also have to promise me, if it is a real painting, what should I do?

"If this painting is really written by a mad old man, I am willing to kneel down in public and kowtow and admit my mistake!"

Liu Wuxian said categorically, his cold eyes swept over Du Mingze and the others, making them shiver, these eyes were so terrifying, as if they could swallow them in.

"Brother Liu, no!"

At this time, Du Mingze stood up and wanted to stop Liu Wuxian and ask him not to act rashly.

I didn't stop it just now, and when Liu Wuxian finished speaking, I remembered to stop it, this person looked like a good person on the surface, but he was deadly.

"Thank you Brother Du for your kindness!"

Liu Wuxian was invisible, ordinary people couldn't see whether he was angry or happy at the moment, the depth of the hidden was so deep that the wild battle had some palpitations, and they glanced at each other just now, those eyes were the most terrifying eyes he had ever seen.

Under the curved roof building, there is a square table, which is convenient for everyone to read when they take off the calligraphy and paintings.

"I also asked Brother Xiao to cut his love and put this painting on the square table. ”

Liu Wuxian walked to the square table, with a mocking look, and asked Xiao Mingyi to take out the painting.

"Boy, look how you die!"

The scroll was spread out on a square table, and many people gathered around, many of whom let out exclamations of amazement and were fascinated by the painting.

"It's a good painting, it's a good painting! I saw it yesterday, but unfortunately I didn't have enough gold coins, otherwise I would have bought it yesterday. ”

A greasy uncle looks distressed, misses a famous painting, and his heart is like a knife.

"Lei Tao, do you have a dagger with you?"

Liu Wuxian came out of nowhere, making everyone confused.