In Li Minghui's mind, the beautiful scenery of a good day is not as good as the love in his heart, the embodiment of the ultimate beauty, at this moment the two beauties in ancient costumes, smiling lightly, with a calm demeanor and elegant posture, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, there is a sense of intoxication.

"Whew!"

Everyone didn't dare to exhale, although Li Minghui was grinding the ink calmly and naturally, he didn't have the slightest momentum on his body, because all his qi qi was placed in the painting.

The ink is even, gently Zhan moistens the brush, the streamer is shining, the eyes are like electricity, and the calm and natural demeanor makes everyone dare not speak, the feeling of cohesion from the bones, at this moment it seems that even the world is naturally calm.

"This kid, what kind of tricks are you playing, why do I have bad feelings!"

Ye Buqun looked at Li Minghui, he was still so ordinary, but at this moment, his mind was flustered, he didn't know whether to stop Li Minghui or not, but this person was in a very bad mood now, and he didn't understand what Li Minghui was going to do, but his intuition made him feel extremely uneasy.

Easily picked up the brush, waved the tip of the pen, without the slightest hesitation, confident, a qiē, at this moment, in Li Minghui's eyes, it came naturally, without the slightest hesitation, on the valuable rice paper, Li Minghui began to paint.

Time passed minute by minute, and this time as time continued, the thoughts in everyone's hearts. It's also different, at this moment, on the side of Ye Xiaowan's relatives, everyone knows Li Minghui's extraordinary. This calmness, calmness, and no leakage from beginning to end, let people know that Ye Xiaowan's husband is really an extraordinary person.

And at the same time. In their hearts, they are also slightly looking forward to it, wanting to see this kind of strength that completely condenses their own momentum, but is cold but not leaky. What an amazing work you can draw.

At this time, Old Man Ye's eyes were suddenly attracted, his eyes were staring at Li Minghui's brush, and his eyes flashed with surprise, dumbness, and surprise. and even excited. In the end, it completely turned into a strong expectation.

"This kid...... It's really extraordinary.,It's so terrifying when you make a shot.,It's definitely much stronger than the master.,Contains but doesn't leak.,A qiē a qiē,It's only the tip of the pen that is shown on the drawing paper.,What a skill this is.,This kid is really too demonic.。 With this hand alone, it's no wonder that Ling Yu's kid. Such praise for this kid, the master's paintings, like cabbage, such a level ......"

"Perhaps, it can really be transcendental, this painting, maybe it is really a national treasure, the old man is really fortunate to see the advent of a national treasure-level painting"!

The old man's mood at this moment is really cool, the Ye family is sidelined, and the last glory will be ruthlessly crushed by Li Minghui, and his Ye family is no longer just a family with only martial arts, which obviously makes the old man Ye extremely excited, Chinese painting, as the essence of the traditional culture of the Yan and Huang countries, is really not containing any other thoughts, only pure self culture, and it is also a traditional classic culture that is truly unanimously recognized by everyone.

Chinese painting is the real key to a family's heritage, and the Ye family is too lacking in this regard, and the people of the side can be arrogant and claim that they are orthodox, in fact, it has a lot to do with this.

And now Li Minghui's appearance is really a joy for the old man, this is beyond his imagination, and it seems that it is even possible to have a national treasure!

At this moment, even the old man felt a kind of comfort for no reason, as if the whole person's heart, spirit, soul, and body had been washed, of course, this feeling was extremely weak, at first the old man just thought it was an illusion, but after a careful understanding, it was clear in his heart.

"This is not an illusion, a master-level painting, it is absolutely impossible to have such a silent dissolution, this kind of unspeakable joy should be the power of a national treasure, Minghui, this kid, is really a genius, Xiaowan, this little girl's vision, still surpasses everyone!"

The old man's heart was already confirmed, and this time his eyes were immediately wrong, but he waved his hand slightly, as if it was a signal, and then among the flowers in the dark, it shook slightly, as if a breeze rushed by, but the old man nodded.

"What's going on, why is my heart so calm now, without a little anger, what's going on, this kid is weird, quite weird!"

Suddenly, a trace of anger flashed in Ye Buqun's eyes, he has lived for eighty years, but he also feels that something seems to be wrong, this kid in front of him really makes him a little unable to see through, completely unable to see through, it seems that there is something that he can't imagine, and it has begun to be generated.

And Ye Siwen, at this time, his face also changed greatly, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he quietly called his second son.

"What, father, you mean ......"

Suddenly, Ye Siwen's second son's expression changed greatly, a trace of surprise appeared on his face, and at the same time, a trace of fear was revealed, and his voice trembled: "Father, this is ...... How is this possible, legendary...... A legendary treasure piece! ”

"Don't act rashly, according to the records in the ancient books, it seems to be possible, although it seems to be too demonic, but it may not be impossible, now you go and notify them immediately, let them find a way to speak out and destroy this kid's creation!"

A trace of greed flashed in Ye Siwen's eyes at this moment, but it was gone in a blink of an eye, and his heart was also sad at this moment, he was really jealous to the extreme, Li Minghui is just how old he is, and now he is actually a physical element, which has reached a point where ordinary people dare not imagine at all, and that's it, but it seems to be creating legendary paintings, which makes Ye Siwen, this kind of small-bellied, narrow-minded, and always dreaming of becoming a high-minded person, really unacceptable!

"I must not let this kid succeed, or this painting, I must get it!"

Ye Siwen's heart flashed arrogant and hideous: "You dirt buns, how can you have any knowledge, we are the descendants of the Ye family, you dirt buns, how can you be strong, just a slave with a strong force and a thigh, our family is the master of the Ye family, you are slaves, how can a slave have their own things, it is ours, all of them are ours!" ”

Ye Siwen's second son was extremely resentful at this time, these side relatives had been brainwashed by the family elders since they were children, so that they didn't know how to be grateful at all, and they just wanted to be a master, and the life of the big family recorded in the book was what they deserved.

This qiē seemed to them to be taken for granted, but it was only occupied by the former slaves, so that this man, after listening to his father's words, immediately became resentful, and hurriedly came to his fellow brothers and instructed him.

"What, how can this be, if that's the case, this kid can't draw, isn't it my fault for waiting, doing this, not letting the people over there laugh to death, what pride do we have!"

A person of the same generation said with some reluctance, after all, as far as they are concerned, the rest feel nothing, and they don't feel wrong, but it is in this kind of cultural inheritance, especially in Chinese painting, they feel that they are proud, and it is impossible to do this kind of thing, this is an insulting behavior, it is too embarrassing, if you do this, the last arrogance in their hearts will be completely torn apart.

"This kid's strength is extraordinary, if he really paints a good work, and we need time here, in this case, wouldn't it seem that this kid is extremely clever, and when the time comes, it will be over, and they will be even more proud, they have completely obtained the cultural inheritance of the core of the main vein!"

Ye Siwen's second son is in the same vein as his father, and he can speak well and say shameless things.

"Moreover, what's more, is there any way out for me now, as long as he can't do it, then it's a fact, I'll use some means, so what, when the time comes, kill this kid, I'm waiting to slowly draw good works and regain our glory!"

Ye Siwen's second son continued to bewitch, but he also let some of his peers, and a light flashed in his eyes, they had already been unscrupulous, but now they suddenly made up their minds!

Immediately, they found their juniors one by one, and then they connected them in series, but they were ready to make noise and break the tranquility of Li Minghui in the painting!

"Look for death!"

A smile flashed in Old Man Ye's eyes at this time, but he looked at the second and third generations of the Ye family, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: "I said that I wouldn't do it myself, and my juniors wouldn't do it myself, but now they want to destroy the interests of the country, so these guards of mine have a reason to do it, the criminals are very simple, treason!" ：”

A national treasure-level painting, what a precious thing this is, intending to ruin the birth of a national treasure-level painting, this is the biggest sin, so Old Man Ye was very relieved at this time, his eyes were re-invested in Li Minghui, and the whole person closed his eyes slightly, at this moment he seemed to feel what was beautiful, his mind was calm, and even his mind felt detached, with an extremely enjoyable attitude, to understand the beauty of this qiē...... (To be continued......)