Painting bamboo is really very annoyed now, obviously it is a very simple trick, the last two words of his name are just reversed, plus he has also heard of the name of the madman, it should be very simple to associate "Wang Renzhang" and "Wang Zhangren" together, but the handwriting is not found, and the result is that it is now this field.

"Looks like you've found out too. The master of the knife altar walked to the side of the painted bamboo, and now the master of the knife altar felt that there was no need to hide it anymore, "That's right, that person is Wang Renzhang, and he is also our real client." ”

The group of heavenly thieves collects money to work, and the more money they give, the more people they will dispatch, and this time the heavenly thieves actually dispatched two altar masters, and the money given by Wang Renzhang must be a lot. However, people who know Wang Renzhang's background also understand this, although Wang Renzhang is a madman, but don't forget that his family is in business. Their ancestors have been in business for several generations, and they are all successful businessmen, so money is not a problem at all in their family's eyes, and they can still afford the money that the two Heavenly Thief Altar Masters can spend.

"Why did Wang Renzhang find you, shouldn't he give up?" Huazhu felt that the rumors in the market were not unreasonable, because the painting madman Wang Renzhang had failed to win the ranking many times in a row, and then he had not appeared on the stage of the Painting Immortal Contest several times in a row, and most people would think that he had given up.

"Give up?" The Sword Altar Master smiled and shook his head, "This person, but he never gave up from the beginning. ”

Although Huazhu and Qin Yunfei didn't quite understand what he meant, the whip altar master understood that eight years ago, the whip altar master was not the altar master, and she was only a candidate for the altar master.

At that time, Wang Renzhang was like a madman, making a lot of noise in the stronghold of the heavenly thieves, saying that others did not know how to appreciate his paintings, or that the judges were jealous of their god-like talents.

And of course, the members of those heavenly thieves can only echo it, after all, the customer is the biggest, and what the customer says is what it is!

After waiting for Wang Renzhang to finish yelling, he was finally able to talk about business.

Wang Renzhang didn't say much, and directly took out a large stack of silver tickets, just to find a way to make him a painting immortal. The main commission of the heavenly thief is to steal things and help him become a painting immortal...... In a sense, it can also be understood as stealing, stealing the name of the painting fairy and giving it to this painting madman.

Stealing such a thing as "painting immortals" is not simple, after discussing it for several days, the high-level of the thieves gave a plan, that is, let Wang Renzhang disappear from the painting immortal contest twice, so that people can forget him, and then participate in the painting immortal contest under a pseudonym, and then the heavenly thief will naturally help.

In other words, the cooperation between Tianlu and Wang Renzhang had been discussed several years ago...... As for the man in black, Wang Renzhang was worried that the heavenly thief would not be able to get things done, so he found another helper.

"What can I do if I know you now?" the Knife Master patted Hua Zhu on the shoulder, sat down in his seat and took a sip of tea, "You can't change anything now. ”

"The more flying...... Please!" Now I can only pin all my hopes on that person.

......

"Smack!"

Ren Qiu's hand let go weakly, the paintbrush in his hand fell to the ground, and Ren Qiu also fell back weakly.

"Come on!" Chunyan immediately shouted, and two staff members rushed out of the committee building.

"My work has been completed......" on the way to be taken for treatment

, Ren Qiu said in a very weak voice.

The old man...... That is, Wang Renzhang, who is pseudonymous Wang Zhangren, looked at Ren Qiu who was sent for treatment, and sneered in his heart, he was really a guy who didn't know what to do, obviously his body couldn't support it, but he still finished the painting. But even if you finish painting, what can you do, if you don't have a magic weapon prepared in advance to avoid the erosion of dead air, it is impossible to paint a decent work when it is seriously eroded by dead air.

"What happened to Ren Qiuda, why did he faint?"

"I look at his blue face, it seems very uncomfortable!"

"Nothing will happen to me Ren Qiu!"

......

Ren Qiu is the winner of the famous last painting immortal competition, but he is not weakly popular, and now that he has an accident, those onlookers who eat melons and his fans will naturally have many questions.

"That ......" a person whispered something in Chunyan's ear, and then Chunyan said loudly to the audience, "Our medical staff have already checked, Ren Qiu's body is fine, just a little tired and prostration, presumably because he has been preparing for this competition and has not rested!"

Chunyan said it seriously, and the people who ate melons also believed what he said.

"I see, it's worthy of painting immortals, I worked so hard, I was tired like this!"

"I'm adoring him more and more!"

......

Looking at the emotions of the audience that had been pacified, Chunyan was also relieved, in fact, the staff just said in his ear: "Find a way to appease the crowd, don't cause chaos, and let the game continue." ”

Chunyan is also improvised, and he made it up with a reasonable reason. And that staff member was actually arranged by Huazhu, who told him that if something went wrong, let him pretend to report the situation and tell Chunyan what he had just said.

"It seems that the Painted Bamboo Emperor had expected that something would happen!" Chunyan was also a little nervous now, just now he looked at Ren Qiu's face who came down from the stage, it seemed to be poisoned, and he didn't know what would happen next.

......

Although Ren Qiu has stepped down, Chen Feifei is still insisting, but although he is insisting, he has also reached the limit! His eyes can no longer see things clearly, and although his hand can still hold an animation brush, he can only hold the pen, and he can't continue to draw with a single stroke now.

"Damn, it's just a little close...... "I know my physical condition best," "it's just a little bit close, and this painting can be completed." ”

"Smack!"

Chen Feifei finally couldn't hold the pen, and the pen fell to the ground, and he didn't seem to notice it.

"Lu Shuangyang, you unreliable guy, I must teach you a good lesson in the future!"

"Humph!" Wang Renzhang looked at Chen Feifei, and also saw that Chen Feifei had reached the limit, "Fall down, the unfinished paintings can be better brushed away." ”

"I'm going to sleep......" Chen Feifei felt his meaning gradually blur.

"Whew!"

Just when Chen Feifei was about to really lose consciousness, suddenly a force blew towards Chen Feifei like a spring equinox, and Chen Feifei, who was already unconscious, seemed to have regained a little clarity.

"This is a wood attribute life Xuanqi?!" Chen Fei

Van whispered surprise.

......

Underground drains.

"That's it!"

Lu Shuangyang clapped his hands, stood up easily and stretched.

"Okay?" Han Feng also came over, "Isn't this formation still there?"

"You just feel the mysterious aura that is emanating from this array now. ”

Han Feng closed his eyes and felt it seriously, and then opened his eyes in surprise: "Awesome! The Xuan Array that originally exuded death qi has actually become the energy that exudes life!"

Lu Shuangyang didn't crack the Xuan Array, because after Lu Shuangyang carefully noticed this Xuan Array, he realized that this Xuan Array was very complicated, and he couldn't crack it, but it would take a long time to crack it, and now there was a painting immortal competition held above, and time was pressing.

At this time, Lu Shuangyang had a whim, that is, he could not crack this Xuan Array, but modify this Xuan Array. This Xuan Array was modified on the basis of the "Advanced Xuan Qi Dispersion Array", making it a Xuan Array that emitted dead qi, so if Lu Shuangyang modified it, could it become a Xuan Array that emitted life Xuan Qi?

Thinking of it, he immediately started to do it, and Lu Shuangyang began to modify this Xuan Array. Although it is easier to modify the Xuan Array than to crack the Xuan Array, it still takes a lot of energy, and there is no room for distraction, otherwise the process of modification will have to be repeated.

But fortunately, Lu Shuangyang still completed it smoothly.

"I don't know what's going on above!" Although the Xuan Array has been successfully modified now, I don't know what happened to the Immortal Painting Contest above.

"I'll go up and have a look first, and you can go back quickly!" After speaking, Han Feng directly turned into a gust of wind and went out through the drain.

"You!" Lu Shuangyang wanted to say something, but Han Feng had already left, "It's true!

"Don't talk nonsense, get out quickly, the environment here is really bad!" As a plant spirit, Lin Yin didn't like to stay in this kind of dark and damp underground drain.

"Okay, well, go back to ......"

......

"Lu Shuangyang, you guy, you're quite reliable!" I wanted to scold Lu Shuangyang just now, but Chen Feifei couldn't help but praise Lu Shuangyang now.

Although my body is still a little weak, I can still draw with a pen, and my vision has basically recovered.

"Okay!" Chen Feifei picked up the brush again, "just let me finish the last bit of this painting!"

"What's going on?" Wang Renzhang was also slightly taken aback when he saw Chen Feifei who picked up the brush again and his face became better, "What can you do if you continue to paint? I don't believe that you can paint better than me when you just painted!"

Both of them are working hard to write, and the paintings are in the finishing stages.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The two of them put down their paintbrushes and raised their hands almost at the same time: "Done!"

"Okay!" Seeing that the last two contestants had completed their paintings, Chunyan was also excited, "In this painting fairy competition, all the contestants have completed their paintings, I have to say that this painting fairy competition is really the most unique, after all, compared to the previous one, this time has really changed a lot!"

"So, who is the champion of this competition? Who can become the new painting fairy? Wait a little, we will wait and see!"