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Nalan Hong held a cup of high-grade daughter red that had just been poured in his hand, and looked in the direction of the Shenbi Pavilion with great interest.

Nalan Hong's personal guard, Zhu Yu, asked Nalan Hong with his right hand without leaving the sword.

"Second son, do we need to meddle in this matter?"

Nalan Hong smiled and took a sip of his daughter's red.

"Meddling is a certainty, but it's not the time yet."

Zhu Yu was puzzled.

"But the third prince has already done it, so you are not afraid of ......"

Naranhong waved his hand.

"The owner of the painting shop is not so simple, this time the third brother can be regarded as kicking the iron plate."

Zhu Yu nodded, in fact, he was also a martial arts practitioner, and he could see at a glance that Ma Liang was not an extraordinary person.

"The second son, if we meddle in this matter, we will inevitably fall out with the third son completely, is it worth doing this for the owner of a painting shop?"

Naranhong smiled.

"What about a falling out? That stunned young man only knows how to cause trouble everywhere every day, what qualifications does a person with no ambition have to compete with me for the position of the city lord of Copper City. ”

At this point, Naranhong's smile became much darker.

"Remember, we have only one opponent, and that is my eldest brother, the heir of the Copper City, Nalan Jun."

"And the eldest brother already has a Tang Yunfei under him, so how can I give up this Ma Liang of the Divine Pen Pavilion?"

……

In the Shenbi Pavilion, Nalan Xuan gave an order, and more than thirty of his subordinates instantly rushed towards Ma Liang.

Seeing this, Ma Liang pulled Gongsun Lan, who looked panicked, with one hand, and took his thin and boneless delicate body into his arms.

Then the body flashed, the furious slash of a machete flashed, and then, a suffocating scene appeared.

I saw that Ma Liang suddenly grabbed the man's wrist with his backhand and folded it hard, and the wrist rotated 180 degrees in the opposite direction in a very irregular movement.

"Click...... Ah......h

The sound of bones breaking was accompanied by a scream.

I saw that Ma Liang held the back of the man's hand in his hand, and the bones on his arm were so broken that Ma Liang kicked them off.

Sen Bai's white bones pierced out of the muscles of his arm, and he appeared hideously in front of Nalan Xuan and the others.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Five minutes may seem like a short time, but in the Magic Pen Pavilion, it feels like a year.

"You ......"

Nalan Xuan pointed at Ma Liang and couldn't say a word for a long time.

The thirty or so people he brought with him had all fallen to the ground at this time, and the ground of the Divine Pen Pavilion had been stained red by their blood donations.

At this time, in addition to the wailing sound in the Divine Pen Pavilion, only the white bones that could be seen everywhere remained.

Ma Liang lazily picked up Gongsun Lan, who had curled up his whole body in his arms, and turned around and put him on the wooden bed where he usually rested.

turned around and walked in front of Nalan Xuan, who was a little dull-eyed.

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

Nalan Xuan was sure that if Ma Liang wanted to, he could kill himself in an instant.

"You...... Are you a warrior? ”

Ma Liang was stunned when he heard this, and then asked the magic pen system in his heart.

"Grandpa Divine Pen, what is a martial artist?"

"Martial artists are the collective name for those who practice martial arts in this world."

"Do that warriors also have ranks?"

"Yes, in this world, martial artists are divided into three levels: heavenly warriors, earth warriors, and human warriors, and each level is divided into five levels."

Ma Liang smiled when he heard this, he really liked the setting that everything in this world was so clearly divided.

"So what level can I reach now?"

"The specific level needs to find a professional measurement agency."

Ma Liang nodded, knowing that this was the same as the level setting of calligraphers and painters, and he needed to find those alliance institutions to calculate it.

But at this moment, Ma Liang suddenly thought of a very critical question.

"By the way, Grandpa Shenbi, the status of this martial artist in this world?"

"It's on par with calligraphers and painters."

Ma Liang smiled with satisfaction, and then looked at Nalan Xuan, who was already trembling with fear from Ma Liang.

"Now you know you're scared?"

Nalan Xuan gritted his teeth, just wanted to bring out his identity as the son of the city lord of the Copper City, wanting to deter Ma Liang.

But when he saw the wailing of the ground, that foolish thought disappeared in an instant.

"That'...... What do you want to do? ”

Ma Liang looked at Nalan Xuan with a dark smile, and Nalan Xuan was cold behind Nalan Xuan with that smile.

After a long time, Ma Liang pointed to the person on the ground and spoke.

"Want to go back to Nalan's house like them?"

Nalan Xuan's body instinctively shook his head desperately.

"Want to get out completely?"

Nalan Xuan nodded again, the frequency of nodding was even faster than that of a person who had taken the medicine.

Ma Liang nodded, and then the sinister smile was even worse.

"Then you have to promise me one thing, and I'll let you go, what do you think?"

When Nalan Xuan heard this, he said with surprise and joy.

"What's the matter?"

"You don't care about anything, I just want to listen to it or not."

"Then I'll have to ...... too"

"Yes or no."

Ma Liang pretended to have lost his patience and raised his hand.

"Okay."

This time, Nalan Xuan shouted without the slightest hesitation, and Ma Liang could hear that the shout was particularly sincere.

Ma Liang smiled, then pointed to the person on the ground.

"Chacha, how many people are there?"

Nalan Xuan was stunned for a moment, but he still started to check people according to what Ma Liang said.

“1、2、3、4…… 31、32、33。 ”

Ma Liang nodded, and then suddenly showed a profiteer's smile.

"That's the case, you said that these thirty brothers were born and died with you, and it's pitiful to be like this today, so you have to show it, right?"

Nalan Xuan seemed to understand what Ma Liang meant.

"What do you mean?"

"In this way, if you buy a calligraphy and painting for each of these 33 brothers, it can be regarded as compensation for today's events, and this can be regarded as a game with you in vain."

Nalan Xuan was shocked when he heard this.

"33?"

After speaking, his eyes immediately swept to the "Price List of the Divine Pen Pavilion" hanging on the wall of the Divine Pen Pavilion.

Suddenly, the blood in the body surged, and an urge to vomit blood swept through the whole body.

Is this guy taking advantage of the fire to rob?

"How?"

Ma Liang asked anxiously.

Nalan Xuan swallowed and foamed, although he was indeed rich.

But if Ma Liang asked him to buy 33 pieces of "Mountain Walking" sold to Qin Feng in the Fenglin Pavilion, he would probably go bankrupt.

Ma Liang naturally knew what Nalan Xuan was thinking, and although it would not be light, it would be measured.

"Don't worry, even if you want 33 paintings, I won't have the time to paint them for you."

"Each person has a couplet, the number of words is 20 words, and the regular script is enough, which is exactly 660,000 Loulan coins."

"That's an auspicious number, what do you think?"

"Ahem......"

Nalan Xuan coughed violently, he really didn't expect this Ma Liang to really open his mouth and ask for 660,000 at once.

You must know that this money can already allow Nalan Xuan to visit the Qinglou for a month.

Thinking of this, Nalan Xuan felt distressed.

But even so, Nalan Xuan endured the sharp pain in his chest and nodded.

"Okay, I'll buy you 33 couplets."

Ma Liang was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly brought out a chair for Nalan Xuan.

"Come to Nalan Gongzi to sit here and wait for me for a while, and it will be fine right away."

After speaking, Ma Liang pulled up Gongsun Lan, who was sitting there covering his mouth and chuckling.

"Don't laugh, come grind for me."

PS: For everyone, the New Year's holidays have just begun, but for stupid authors, the holidays are over.

Tomorrow on the third day of the Lunar New Year, the resumption of the two watches, today on a small recommendation, I hope you will vote a few more votes for "Shenbi Painting Sui and Tang", and then collect it, thank you.