The middle-aged man stayed in the inverted dye vat, calm and relaxed, and his mood was abrupt. "Hey, father standing above the tank, please don't stomp your feet, your son is down there!"

The old man of Shangguan Ba stomped his feet violently, dang, dang, dang! The top of the cylinder rumbled, and the middle-aged man in the cylinder was extremely displeased. His father is not young, and it stands to reason that he should not be the kind of person who disrespects the elderly. But Shangguan Ba is the kind of old man his son imagined.

"My strong granddaughter. How you're going to do it. "Shangguan Ba is destined to be Shangguan Xiaohong.

"Little Red. Shangguan Yaya spoke. Suddenly, Yaya pointed to the old man on the top of the dye vat. "Xiaohong, fight with that old man! Defeat him, and you can save your father!"

"——" Shangguan Xiaohong.

"——"Shangguan Ba."

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!" Shangguan Jin said. "Don't point a finger at him, that old man is your father! is the third uncle and his father. How can you let Xiaohong challenge him? We can't use the means of strong stones, when we go to Huairou and influence the old man, he will naturally release the third uncle who is buckled upside down under the dye vat. ”

Hearing this, Shangguan Ba was very pleased. Oh, this is my Sun Zi. It's a man from the Shangguan family. My daughter Yaya still has such a deep prejudice against me, and it is difficult to resolve the problem between me and her.

In the tank, Shangguan Qing was still waiting. If he forcibly breaks the dye vat, he can also get out. I don't want the old man to lose face, the middle-aged man still stays in the dye vat.

With a wave of his sleeves, the breeze swayed, and the sword box flew out and landed on Shangguan Qing's hand.

Shangguan Qing flicked open the sword box and took out the sword in it, and the sword was called Withered Tong. And the aunt's sword is from the hand of a famous swordsmith. Shangguan Qing had learned that her aunt's knife was in Zao Nimei's hands. Zao Nimei is Qinggu's eater, and Qinggu is the real owner of his aunt's knife, and he can take back his aunt's knife at any time.

"Withered paulownia, withered paulownia. Shangguan Qing grabbed the short sword, slashed, hummed, the sword trembled, and the clear sword light swung away, shining so that Shangguan Qing was like a god, and his momentum was extraordinary.

The air hood covering the middle-aged man has not dispersed, isolating the sword rays of the withered tung sword, and has not yet hit the inner wall of the dye vat. Shangguan Qing can use the withered tung sword, break the dye vat, and walk out again, smiling proudly at his father. His dad must have been angry, if he did.

"Auntie's knife is in Kiyoya's hand. He deliberately sent out the message, did he send me an invitation? or ......"

Shangguan Qing speculated on the thoughts of the charming middle-aged Ji Lao.

Well, it's time to pay a visit to Kiyoya. Shangguan Qing has made up his mind.

Boom!

He put his sword in his crate and put it in his sleeve.

"Why is there no movement outside, and my father doesn't stomp on the top of the vat?"

Shangguan Qing listened attentively to the subtle changes outside the tank.

The middle-aged man didn't know that the old man Shangguan Ba and his granddaughter, daughter, and Sun Zi reached an agreement, and several people competed to paint, and whoever drew the painting with more meaning and connotation was the winner. If the old man loses, he releases the middle-aged man under the dye vat. If Shangguan Xiaohong, Yaya and others lose, there is no way, the middle-aged man will not let go.

Shangguan Ba left the top of the cylinder, he was not worried about his son breaking out of the cylinder. Although he said that, his body was very honest, and Shangguan Ba carried a rockery and pressed it on the top of the cylinder.

If Shangguan Qing in the dye vat knew, he didn't know how big the psychological shadow was.

The game is about to start, and there is a mess of one person. Shangguan diagram.

Shangguan Ba's fourth son. The fourth.

Shangguan Tu also came to Qingfu to visit his three opas and talk to him about life or something. Shangguan Tu searched for Shangguan Qing, and suddenly found that there was a loud noise from his niece's yard, and it seemed that there was his father's voice. As soon as the thought moved, Shangguan Tu galloped over, and sure enough, it was his father!

Shangguan Tu stood outside the garden gate, looking at a few people in the courtyard.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Shangguan Tu asked.

"Oh, it's the fourth. ”

Shangguan Ba raised his head and glanced at Shangguan Tu.

The old man rubbed, my sons are swollen today, all of them are not easy to use, don't you see the old man painting? The third is like this, and so is the fourth. Hmph, am I detaining the fourth child under the dye vat and letting him be the companion of the third child. Shangguan Ba had no time to be distracted and continued to paint. It's still rolling.

Shangguan Yaya, Shangguan Jin, Shangguan Xiaohong, and Bird Booth are all busy, so it's not lively. No one paid attention to the official picture.

Shangguan Tu, who likes to join in the fun, couldn't hold back, rolled up his sleeves, and said happily: "Let me join in." ”

Shangguan Xiaohong was busy mopping the floor, mopping the floor on the canvas, and it was time for Poison Island to wipe the sweat of the female man. Gao Cheng Saya held the tea cup and fed Shangguan Xiaohong water. "My uncle, what are you doing again? The woman asked him.

"It's nothing. Come to Qingfu to find my Qing Oba. I didn't see anyone, but I passed by you and found it quite lively. Come in and talk about it. I didn't expect my father, my sister, and my nephew to be here. Shangguan Tu didn't change his clothes, he climbed directly to the edge of the dye vat, moved his hands and feet, popped, jumped in, and splashed dozens of centimeters of dyeing liquid.

"Happy, happy. ”

Shangguan Tu drilled out again. Jumping out of the dye vat, his body spinning, and splashing the black dye. Poof, poof, poof, poof. Black plum blossoms appear on the white canvas. Shangguan Tu was extremely satisfied, and he couldn't stop bowing his head. "Well, I just have artistic cells, much more powerful than my unsuccessful three opas. Hahaha. Shangguan Tu laughed loudly. Laughter wafted over the courtyard.

Shangguan Qing, who was upside down in the dye vat, was inspired by his robe, and his fighting spirit was rolling, washing the body protection air cover. The psychological shadow area is large. I can't break out of the cylinder and tear his fourth brother in person. Shangguan Tu, the most unproductive person is you! He endures, Shangguan Qing ignores it.

Suspended in mid-air, Shangguan Tu scanned the canvas below. The canvas is divided into several pieces. The old man Shangguan Ba occupies one side, Shangguan Jin and Bird Booth occupy one side, Shangguan Xiaohong occupies the other side, and Shangguan Yaya also occupies. The people of the Shangguan family painted separately and in an orderly manner.

Shangguan Tu's thoughts are clear, and he will go down. occupies the canvas in the middle. "This canvas is mine!" Shangguan Tu rolled all over the ground, and he was not in a bad mood.

However, his movements were too large, and he rolled to the territory of the old man's Shangguanba. Shangguan Baxiong raised his eyebrows angrily and glared at his fourth son. "Fourth, you're killing yourself. The old man praised a palm, boomed, and slapped it on the "His Royal Highness and the Moon" part of Shangguantu.

Flew out upside down. Shangguan Tu covered his "His Highness and Xiayue" and cried: "My father, what are you doing to beat me." ”

Shangguan Ba said angrily: "Pull it down, get out of the calf." ”

Shangguan Tu didn't reason with his father. I can't beat it, I can't talk about it, I can't do it.

Shangguan Jin, Bird Booth, one person and one dog, painted together, and they chose to join forces.

Shangguan Jin is also rolling. The same goes for Mr. Birdbooth.

Their rolls are undisciplined, as they please, like duckweed.

", the first time I found you special. "Shangguan Jindao.

"Wang, that's nature. Nor do you look at who my master is. Birdbooth said proudly.

A dog that never forgets to elevate its owner is a good dog. It's just going to bite, it's OUT. Bird Booth Fang Fu was excited, and the titanium alloy dog's eyes opened, glaring at Shangguan Jin.

"Wipe!" Shangguan Jin covered his eyes. "What a flash, blind my eyes!" Shangguan Jin can't eat the titanium alloy dog eyes of the ash machine bird booth.

"Wow!" said Mr. Birdbooth, retracting his titanium eyes. Continue to roll, canine crawling style painting, tail wagging from side to side, swaying, swaying. Brush and brush on the canvas with bright colors.

"Master, what do you think of my drawing?" the looked at Shangguan Xiaohong. Then Mr. Birdbooth was so shocked that the dog was speechless.

Shangguan Xiaohong's masterpiece painted with a mop has already taken shape, and Bird Booth doesn't know how to describe its owner's painting. "What's the master?" Birdbooth shocked.

"Master, if I only look with my eyes, I will not understand the meaning of your painting at all. Oooh, I see!" the monster shouted. "Master, you want me to feel it with my heart. Mr. Birdbooth jumped up, flicked his tail violently, and brushed it! The dye on his tail was centrifuged and flung at Shangguan Jin.

", don't wag your tail. Shangguan Jin said.

At the same time, Shangguan Jin also looked at his sister's painting.

Like Mr. Birdbooth, Shangguan Jin was shocked. Mood spinous process.

"My sister, what are you drawing!" Shangguan Jin asked loudly. If he doesn't ask, holds it in his heart, and holds back his words, he will be very uncomfortable.

Shangguan Xiaohong took a break for a while, and Poison Island Yanzi immediately sent a towel to wipe the sweat of the female man. Saya Takashiro fed her water again.

"Xiaohong, what are you drawing?"

"Yes, yes. I don't understand it at all. ”

Tsuneko Poison Island and Saya Takashiro can't read the paintings of female men.

Not to mention Shangguan Jin, Bird Booth.

"Your waiting eyes still can't keep up with my pace. ”

Shangguan Xiaohong sighed.

The five major killers of Qingfu came over, and they also brought a Pujie girl. Spicy Cool Book|Fang is here to urge the manuscript again. Pu Jie stared at Shangguan Xiaohong, female birds and beasts.

"Female birds are big beasts, what about your manuscript. Pu Jie girl asked.

"Manuscript, what manuscript. I don't understand what you're talking about at all. Shangguan Xiaohong looked left and right about it.

At that time, the female man also aimed at her four major killers Matt and black hair with reproachful eyes.

The yellow-haired man, the purple-haired man, the white-haired man, and the green-haired man looked embarrassed, and they didn't want to let the Pujie girl in. But the Pujie girl admitted to death, and she told the four major killers: "If you don't let me in, I will roll all over the ground at the gate of your Qingfu." ”

This trick is useful!

Pujie girl, you see, three generations of our Qingfu are rolling on the canvas!

"Who is this little girl? ”

The old man Shangguan Ba stood up majestically and looked directly at the Pujie girl in the spicy cool book workshop. Good noodles, never seen before.

Pu Jie stared at Shangguan Ba, the head of the Shangguan family!

"I'm rubbing, the female bird has a beast, and her grandfather is doing it. Pu Jie said in his heart. Don't dare ask. The adult could have slapped her to death with a single finger.

She's just a pus. No voice.

"Hello, I'm—"

Before Pu Jie finished speaking, Shangguan Ba waved his hand and didn't let her continue.

"Hold your breath and listen to me. Little girl, do you know?"

"Ah, yes!"

Pu Jie stood up straight, silent.

"Good. You managed to get my attention. ”

Shangguan is domineering.

"This girl, I am competing with my granddaughter, daughter, son, and grandson Zi to paint. A referee is also needed. Since you're here, be the fair judge. You know what I mean. If your judgment isn't fair and professional enough, huh. ”

Shangguan Ba is gone.

Pujie girl is unhappy. What's my business. I'm just here to urge the draft. Female birds and beasts don't write anymore. Why do you have to trouble me?

Pu Jie looked around left and right, looking at this battle, it was unlikely that he wanted to leave.