Xiang Hao was also surprised, it was indeed just a painting he had just made, but the red bird in the painting came to life and broke through the air, and he could even feel that the red bird had a real breath of life, such a magical thing, Xiang Hao also saw it for the first time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Today, my young lady, I want to draw a dragon on the spot, but the dragon is not the eye, if the scene of which son, can give the dragon eyes, let the dragon break through the sky, will become my Nangong family guests, of course, if this son is amazing enough, my young lady will also cooperate with him to do something. An old man said with a smile that he was standing next to the peerless beauty, a powerful old servant.

"Is the finishing touch?" Xiang Hao was a little interested.

At the same time, the scene was also hot, and countless calls sounded.

Miss Nangong smiled, holy as a fairy, her jade hand was lightly raised, all her voices were quiet, and then, she smiled: "This is not a simple matter, when the time comes, there may be some unimaginable accidents, you can do what you can." ”

"Don't worry, Miss Nangong, although it's magical, it's just a painting, what big accident can happen? haha. ”

"That's right, Miss Nangong, hurry up and draw the dragon body. ”

Many people spoke excitedly, a little impatiently.

Xiang Hao shook his head and smiled, these people are probably all thinking about getting in touch with Miss Nangong at close range, which is why they are so excited, of course, there are also many people who are really curious about Miss Nangong's natural ability.

Miss Nangong didn't speak again, and when she took a deep breath, the old servant next to her had already unfolded a huge pair of high-grade bamboo paper, which was two zhang long and about one zhang wide, and was very strong after the blessing of secret power.

At that moment, everyone's voices were quiet, and the scene was silent, quietly staring at that otherworldly figure.

Miss Nangong moved with her pen, and the ethereal aura became more obvious, permeating the audience, the first stroke had already fallen on the bamboo paper, and after the pen was put down, a glow flashed at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, Miss Nangong's speed gradually became faster, the glow gradually became richer, spreading on the bamboo paper, and Miss Nangong's figure, like a dancing fairy in purple, her hair was flying, beautiful, and constantly fell on the bamboo paper, which made the young people in the audience look excited, even Xiang Hao had to admit that this was a woman with peerless elegance.

Poof, suddenly, Miss Nangong's body trembled, and she spit out a mouthful of blood, all sprinkled on the bamboo paper.

"Miss. The old servant's face changed.

"No problem. Miss Nangong waved her hand and continued to paint, but her face was a little pale.

When people saw this scene, they suddenly became solemn and began to understand that this painting was extraordinary, and even the painter seemed to be inexplicably affected.

An hour later, Miss Nangong finally made the last stroke, and it was done, but her body trembled a few times and almost fell, but when she saw the dragon on the painting, she showed a satisfied smile.

Under the instruction of Miss Nangong, the old servant presented the whole painting in front of the eyes of thousands of people in the audience, and suddenly, the sound of gasping sound sounded one after another.

I saw that on the painting, a dragon was in the clouds, lifelike, and the domineering aura was exuded through the bamboo paper painting, which was inexplicably depressing, and it was hard to imagine how Miss Nangong drew it.

The only regret is that this dragon has no eyes, and the dragon without eyes is like having no soul, although it is also domineering, but it lacks a little charm.

"Okay, now you want to give it a try, so hurry up. The old servant said loudly, and at the same time, he gave Miss Nangong a pill, and after Miss Nangong finished eating, her spirit recovered a lot.

"I'll come, haha, why don't you just draw two eyes? Immediately, a young man in white walked over, took the brush from Miss Nangong's hand, dipped it in ink, and put the finishing touch on the painting.

However, no matter how much he ordered, the ink could not draw the eyes, let alone leave even a trace on the painting, which was a strange scene that surprised people.

The young man in white tried dozens of times without success, and retreated with a disgraced face.

"Only with the power of the divine soul, it is possible to paint the eyes of the divine dragon, I hope everyone will try enthusiastically, if anyone can succeed, I Nangong Ling'er agreed, promised him a condition that was not too much. Miss Nangong said softly, her eyes were a little expectant, she was looking forward to the appearance of someone who could draw the eyes of the dragon, which was of great significance to her.

Nangong Ling'er's words simply gave chicken blood to the thousands of hot-blooded men present.

"I'll come. ”

"I'll come, I'll come. ”

"Don't rob me. ”

People were making a lot of noise, and they were all vying to get on stage.

"Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic, line up, come up one by one to try, even if someone succeeds, the people behind will still have a chance to come up and improve Lombok. The old servant said with a smile, his words were gentle, but invisibly, he exuded an extremely fierce aura that shocked everyone.

Under the arrangement of the old servant, people lined up and stepped forward one after another.

But unfortunately, one after another people have failed, just like the young man who stepped forward before, they can't leave traces on the painting, until a teenager is doing the finishing touch, is painted with a dragon suddenly glowing, shaking dozens of feet, vomiting blood, people suddenly woke up, the blood in the body was extinguished most of the blood.

"There is something quirky about this painting. ”

"It's like, it's really spiritual, why is that?"

People were puzzled, shocked, and puzzled, but it was just a painting.

Several hours passed, watching more and more people either fail or give up, Nangong Ling'er sighed in disappointment, her eyes a little gloomy.

"I'll try. Xiang Hao saw that no one stepped forward, so he stepped forward and smiled.

Everyone saw that this young man was tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a good temperament, and they were all shocked immediately, but no one thought that Xiang Hao could succeed, because in front, thousands of people had failed.

Xiang Hao stood in front of the painting and stared at the painting quietly for a long time.

The dragon in the painting is indeed lifelike and extraordinary, but Xiang Hao, who has dragon blood and dragon soul, noticed it for the first time that the breath on the painting is not the breath of the dragon, but this breath is also similar to the dragon, very strong, Xiang Hao guessed that this is the breath of Nangong Ling'er's natural ability.

"Young man, let's get started. The old servant said lightly, he subconsciously classified Xiang Hao as the public, and he would end in failure.

"Give. Nangong Ling'er habitually handed the brush to Xiang Hao.

"No need for this. Xiang Hao smiled at Nangong Ling'er, which made Nangong Ling'er's eyes show a touch of surprise.