The galaxy painting paper is extraordinary, Cao Gai can get it, and Qunji is not surprised. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Cao Gai's father, the lord of the Big Tail Country, is also a generation of writers. Cao Ama's achievements in poetry, calligraphy and painting are amazing.

Cao Gai, as the son of Cao Gong, how bad his talent is. Liu Adou of Shu Huang Kingdom has some problems in his brain, but Qunji can't deny his painting skills. It's funny.

Liu Adou took his father, Ji Lao Xiaobawang and Cao Gong as the prototype, and wanted to draw that masterpiece for future generations to admire. Ah Dou can also take advantage of this to consolidate the position of the god, he is now a small god in the painting world, all with his own strength, and is expected to impact the position of the middle god and the great god in the future. Although it is a small god, Ah Dou condenses the divine light.

Under the blessing of divine light, Liu Adou is full of emotion, if the pen is like divine help, on the drawing paper, the image of the three big base elders is gradually outlined, and the one standing in the middle is the lord of the East Dirt Country, the old man and the little overlord!

The crowd was amazed. He Ye, why is the old and little overlord in the middle, you must know that the relationship between the East Pollution Kingdom and the Shu Huang Kingdom is not very friendly. "Ah Dou worships the old and little overlord, but there is no need to push him to such a high position. ”

"Poor Uncle Liuhuang, there is a slight crack, and he really gave birth to a white-eyed wolf. ”

"Isn't it? The image of the old man and the little overlord is becoming clearer and clearer, and the other two big old men are clearly Cao Gong and Uncle Liu Huang. ”

"Ah Dou respects the old and little overlords alone, and satirizes Cao Gong and Uncle Liu Huang, this move is really beyond my expectations. Oh my God, Ah Dou's pattern is too big, far beyond the speculation of those laymen in front of him. Even if it's me Tolsky Fish Pot, I can't help but be moved. ”

The speaker was Tolsky Yuguo, a central god in the painting world, whose godhood is stable and one of the evergreens in the painting world. Tolsky is a native of the country of Big Tail, and has a bad relationship with Cao Gong, and it is rumored in the painting world that Tolsky is Cao Ama's friend, and has already offered his local flowers, so he is deeply favored by Cao Gong. Cao Gong is good at Danqing, painting with Tolsky, after a long time, the two elders should do and should not do it, just follow the trend, and others are not good to question their basic feelings.

"It's Mr. Tolsky. "Gong Zhu Sheng, Liang extraordinary respectful, the student ceremony, in front of the gods in the painting world, they dare to put Dior, if people have an expression, but also need to offer their own (silenced) flowers.

"Don't be too nervous. Tolsky said. "I have nothing to do, I go shopping, and by the way, I look for friends with my eyes that are good at finding beauty. Just now, I passed by this place and found that there was a lot of people here, and the cheers were like gongs and drums, so I stopped for a long time. It doesn't matter if you stop, Prince Cao Gai and Prince Liu Adou, their tearing and comparison of their collage skills successfully caught my attention. In my opinion, Cao Gai and Ah Dou are indistinguishable, and it is difficult to distinguish between them. ”

After a pause, Tolsky said again: "Cao Gai Gongzi has not yet condensed the divine light, but it is not far away. The little god is at his fingertips, it's really a good base old man, I don't know how much thought and base oil I spent when I called the base and cast the position of the little god, and even picked up a lot of soap. Now that I think about it, it's so sad. ”

In the painting world, God remembered the time when he was picking up soap, which was both painful and pleasant, "If only time could go back to the past......

Gong Bamboo Shoot Sheng immediately took over the conversation, "If time goes back to the past, the master will definitely not pick up soap, isn't it!" said the new Jinji Lao who was holding the bamboo shoots.

"A must. The master is so temperamental, how can he pick up soap. "Pretty extraordinary. He glanced at the master's big brother muscles a few times, and there was a material!, "Hehe, if I go back to the past, I will also throw soap at the master." "Liang's extraordinary mind is obviously biased.

"Master, why are you staring at me? Zhao Jilong said unhappily. "I don't want to pick up the soap that the master threw out. Ji Lao, who came from the Shu Huang Kingdom, caught a glimpse of the three bars of soap in Tolsky Yuguo's hand, one white, one red, and one black. "Rub, I also prepared three kinds of soaps, some with a clear fragrance, one with a (silenced) floral smell, and one with a mint flavor. A chill rose in Zhao Jilong's heart.

Tolsky Fish Pot, do you want to throw three pieces of soap at me! The scales surged, and the shining master was bright and abnormal, and the base qi was released, fluttering, fluttering! Hundreds of base qi encircled Zhao Jilong. The master is a shepherd, and Zhao Jilong is no longer a dragon, but has become the master's sheep.

Gong Zhu Sheng and Liang Feifei secretly said that it was a pity, they also wanted to do what the master is doing now, to feed the handsome old Zhao Jilong of the neighboring country.

"Now we don't even have soup to drink, Cao Gai Gongzi has thoughts about Zhao Jilong, our Zhiduoxing military division, no, it's a dog-headed military division, and he also has thoughts about the Jilong brothers. At the end, there was a god in the painting world. How do I fight with them. "Pretty extraordinary sigh. "I don't really have any good things other than a big twitter and this face. "Liang Feifei has given up because he is smart enough and knows how to advance and retreat. If you can't get Zhao Jilong, you may get fresh meat that looks like Zhao Jilong, "There are many fresh meat combinations in the Big Tail Country recently, and their fame is becoming more and more significant, it's time to use my connections to sneak (silence) them! Thinking of this, Liang Feifei was in a much better mood, and he didn't care much about Zhao Jilong. "There is so much fresh meat in the big tail country, why should I be in love with the old man of the Shu country. My old man's (silenced) Hua must not flow to the Shu country. "In a sense, Liang Feifei loves the country of big tails very much, and he is a good old man.

"Murderous!"

A hint of horror rose on her beautiful and handsome face. Three long arrows suddenly shot out, lightning burst out, the air flow roared, and the evil aura that poured into the sky shrouded the heavens and the earth.

"Master, pay attention to your bureau flower!"

He swept forward, waving the bamboo shoot in his hand and sweeping towards the long black arrow. The target of this arrow is none other than Tolsky Fish Pot, and further, the local area of the master.

Disheveled. A cloud of black light burst out, and Gong Zhusheng stopped the black arrow shot at Tolsky. "Master, is your game flower okay?" Gong Zhusheng said with concern. "The master's bureau flower is Cao Gong's, and there is no room for error. ”

"Hmph! Tolsky Fish Pot said angrily. He shook his right palm first and then spread it, and snorted, and a long blue stream split out.

Some people are worried about their local flowers, how can the master not be surprised. As soon as he makes a move, he will take the other party's life, no, before that, first pick his (silenced) door beads.

The long blue stream that split out from Tolsky's right palm was as swift as a meteor, and it disappeared in a flash, and a blue flame swayed, "I found you." The master said coldly.

"So what. The space trembled, and a handsome Ji Lao came out, his steps were firm, his eyebrows were locked, and a pair of black and white eyes looked at Tolsky Fish Pot, "In Xia Huangzhong, it is the killer Ji Lao who came to take your dog's life." ”

"Huang Zhong!" said Tolsky Fish Pot angrily, "You are too old to be worthy of my attack. The master glanced at the middle-aged old Huang Zhong, and suddenly lost interest.

At that time, Huang Zhong was not Uncle Liu's subordinate, and he had not yet called Zhao Jilong a brother Daoji, he was just a middle-aged Ji Lao who was passing by and playing soy sauce. Because of his unsatisfactory life, Huang Zhong basically lived a life where there was nothing to do with Dior during the day and nothing to do at night. However, the heavens descend on the old man, and he must first suffer his mind, and Huangzhong is a typical representative of the late bloomer. When he was young, he was also a fresh meat base, but he was not fresh enough, so no one cared about his flowers. When people reach middle age, their temperament has also boiled out, and Armstrong's whirling cannon has grown for the second time, and Huang Zhong is already a leader among the middle-aged people.

"What a middle-aged old man!" In the crowd, Zhao Jilong saw Huang Zhong at a glance, and it was difficult to look away. "I, Zhao Jilong, have read countless friends, and it is the first time I have seen an old man like Huang Zhong. He was full of self-confidence, and life had brought him too much suffering, but he was not depressed, and he used his Armstrong Boom Boom to overturn endless suffering, and he always walked alone. Only such a base old man can be with me Gao Ji. Zhao Jilong's heart moved, and his eyebrows were affectionate.

Zhao Ji Longmu put two blazing lights, like a rainbow through the sun, slashing towards the middle-aged old man Huang Zhong.

Huang Zhong seemed to have been hit by Cupid's small arrow, and the perfect old body's body trembled, and the pimple of the kipi that fell to the ground. "Little fresh meat, there is little fresh meat looking at me, still looking at me, if you look at me again, you will drink me!" Huang Zhong thought.

At this time, the god of the painting world was not happy, because his old man became a light bulb, blocking between Huang Zhong and Zhao Jilong. Super obstructive said.

Huang Zhong came out with three arrows in a row and secretly helped Zhao Jilong. It's not his intention, just follow the trend. Huang Zhong's goal is the god in the painting world, someone pays for it, and what he asks for is the godhead and godhead of Tolsky Yuguo.

Gong Bamboo Shoot Sheng naturally stood on Tolsky's side, he shook off the bamboo shoot and looked at Zhao Jilong. "The Tao is different, don't conspire with each other, Brother Ji, kill each other. ”

Zhao Jilong's silver-scaled spear roared angrily, cracking the universe with a loud sound, causing the spirit qi of the ten directions to whirl, and suddenly gathered towards Zhao Jilong. "True Spirit Spear. Suddenly, Zhao Jilong roared.

The aura was like a tide in the Qiantang pond, surging towards the silver scale spear held by Zhao Jilong. Suddenly, Zhao Jilong slammed a shot over and smashed it into the sea of life of Gong Zhusheng. Since it's an enemy, let's tear it up.

"It's not like you to play like this. "Gong bamboo shoots sheng ran a few steps, soaring, the body suddenly moved, between the transposition, his bamboo shoots grew rapidly, has become a bamboo repair, a total of nine sections, one section is long and one section is short, and the color of each section of the bamboo pole is not the same.

The sound of the golden cracking stone burst sounded, the nine-section bamboo cultivation of the bamboo shoot and Zhao Jilong's silver-scaled spear collided together, Ji Lao's fire burst out, the sweat was also swaying, and the blood was also bursting with blood.

As soon as they fought, the two knew what the other could do. Each of them was shocked, bang bang, they slapped each other again, dancing vigorously, spun to the ground, and within a thousand steps around, the dust waves were cleansing, flying sand and stones.

Brush, brush.

Zhao Jilong and Gong Zhu Sheng flew away by mistake, and after a short fight, they had secretly passed on their feelings. Steeply, Zhao Jilong turned around and spun sharply, and the silver scale spear slashed obliquely at the incense // shoulder of the bamboo shoot. "The silver dragon sweeps its tail. ”

Gong Zhu Shengmu smiled, pinched the seal with his left hand, and when he landed, the base light bloomed, dancing towards the sky, brushing and brushing, and hundreds of sharp streams of light slashed at Zhao Jilong and his silver scale spear.

Bells, bells, bells.

One after another, the base light slashed the silver scale spear, stirring up clusters of snow-like light chips, shaking off, as if someone was shaking a pine branch and falling snow was flying. Closing his eyes slightly, the bamboo shoots looked at Zhao Jilong's empty door, and the nine sections of the bamboo stabbed out, pointing forward, and a bright light burst out from the tip of the bamboo, galloping, sweeping towards Zhao Jilong's oil field.

Put oil, Gong Bamboo Shoot Sheng wants to put oil on Zhao Jilong. Ji Lao has lost the base oil, what fun is there.

Since they kill each other, let's be thorough. The strategy of the bamboo shoots is only four words, and the bottom of the kettle is drawn. Put away Zhao Jilong's base oil, and then play (silence) his old body, and finally kill him.

Zhao Jilong's heart was cold, and he stepped on his right foot, and in an instant, the ground cracked, and the flying stones were like locusts, surging forward densely. "Gong Zhu Sheng, so ruthless, I have a trace of affection for you in vain, I am willing to be with you, but you want my life. "Brush, Zhao Jilong picked up the spear, twisted his body, and rolled up a hundred-zhang high base wave. "When the sun and the moon are in the sky, Ji Lao was born with heavenly fortune. Eat me Da Dior!" The words fell, Zhao Jilong's two spears were very energetic, and they could be stabbed even that day.

The silver mang exploded, and the light that flew out of the tip of the bamboo exploded, unable to stop Zhao Jilong's silver scale gun. "Hahahaha, my spear is rare in the world. Gong Zhu wins, can you afford it? ”

Tolsky Yuguo and Huang Zhong, they seem to be people who are fine, quiet as wooden chickens, watching Zhao Jilong and Gong Zhu Shengbi.

"Gong Zhu Sheng, I'm here!"

brush, a beautiful figure flashed at once, it was beautiful and extraordinary.

"Boom, it's extraordinary!" said Gong Zhusheng with a smile. He has no objection to his good friends joining the warband.

Liang Feifei increased his forehead with his hand, and said proudly: "A beautiful old man like me shouldn't be compared with others." The vast majority of the world's elders dominate kneeling (muffling) my rolling pin. Including you, Zhao Jilong!"

Originally, Liang Feifei had given up on Zhao Jilong, thinking that he couldn't get him. But Zhao Jilong's death gave Liang an extraordinary opportunity. Naturally, he had to hold it in his hands. "Pretty boy!" only to hear the extraordinary brother roar, and a ball of fur rushed out of his arms.

That ball of fur is actually a beautiful and extraordinary contract beast, also known as a beautiful boy. The body of the pretty boy is a baby beast, which looks very cute, so the pretty boy signed a contract with it, called the pretty boy.

The pretty boy Fang Fu jumped out, like a fluffy ball of hair rolling in the air, rolling bigger and bigger, and its hair stood up one by one, like a steel needle, flashing with cold light, if it was stabbed, it would be difficult to survive.

With the addition of beautiful and beautiful boys, Zhao Jilong can still deal with them and does not feel pressure.

Bang!

Zhao Jilong waved a palm and repelled Gong Zhusheng's nine-section cultivation bamboo. The green mangs danced, dyeing half of the sky green. "Pretty boy, pretty boy!" the boy beast shouted and rolled towards Zhao Jilong.

"I really don't see where you're beautiful. Zhao Jilong sneered. He's not afraid of the cubs, "Die, hairball!"

Call. The wind was blowing, and the tip of the silver-scaled spear trembled, and endless cold flowers poured out, blown towards the baby beast by the strong wind. Sneer, sneer, the hair of the baby beast steel needle is also covered with a layer of frost, and the biting cold air spreads from the outside to the inside, instantly freezing the viscera of the beast.

Liang Feifei was distressed. He roared angrily, slammed his palm at the ice slag on the baby beast's body, and clumps of ice splinters fluttered.

"I gave him an arrow. Huang Zhong thought to himself. Without hesitation, the middle-aged old man pulled the bowstring, the bow was like a full moon, and an arrow rushed out, and the desolate breath surged between heaven and earth, as vast as the sea.

"The light of the great gods!"

Tolsky Fish Pot, the god in the painting world, also made a move, he raised his hand, brushed it, and two pieces of divine light swirled out, intercepting the arrow released by Huang Zhong.

"Hehehe, Tolsky, your life is mine. Huang Zhong said.

"My life is up to me, not to God!" snorted the god in the painting world. "What are you, old old Jilao. ”