Zhu Ying shrunk her neck, and for the first time she felt afraid.

She said secretly in her heart: Sister, if you don't like Fu Chen, as long as she wants, you can't grab it!

But she didn't speak, because she knew her sister's stubbornness.

From Zhu Yingjing's chance meeting of Fu Chen once, to the present ten years, the love is deep and has never changed.

Zhu Ying clearly knew that in her sister's heart, her own sister might not be as important as Fu Chen's smile.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Ying decided that before she figured out Tang Chacha's strength, she couldn't come up and send someone to the head, and it was best to shut up if she could.

"Interesting!"

Miao Jintian applauded, the heads of the five major families, the Lei family, the Fu family, and the first to respond and applaud, followed by the Zou family, then the Zhu family, and finally the Wei family!

Elder Momen couldn't help but wait for the last painting to end, and immediately proposed to Tang Chacha:

"I see that you have a unique talent, as long as you cultivate it well, it is only a matter of time before you are above the painter, how about it, do you want to consider coming to Momen?!"

"Momen?"

Tang just glanced at him, and smiled unanswered, the smile was a little contemptuous.

The problem lies in this failure.

Whether it is a relative of the emperor or a child of the five major families, whether it is a descendant or a concubine, in addition to being in the court, all the painters hope most is to enter the ink gate.

But now that Elder Momen personally threw out an olive branch, Tang Chacha didn't respond directly.

For the rest of the people, the existence of Momen is like a huge sect of cultivation in Wenqu Kingdom, which supports and relies on the royal family, but the ordinary Momen disciples in it are more powerful and better treated than ordinary officials.

Even if it is the concubine of the Wei family, a person like Wei Yufan, he also came with the idea of being valued by the elders of Momen in viewing paintings.

But for Don Cha Cha Cha ,...... Momen is nothing, in her eyes, it is not worth mentioning.

Elder Momen's eyebrows furrowed, and when he was about to ask Tang Cha if he looked down on Momen, Miao Jintian smiled and patted Elder Momen's shoulder.

"What's the hurry, isn't there still a painting, I'll talk about it after seeing it!"

Elder Momen's mouth moved, "However, I am already very sure of the candidate............

"Don't worry, I'm talking about it first."

Miao Jintian unexpectedly insisted, interrupting Elder Momen again, his gaze swept towards the man on the high position.

There was a speculation in my mind, but it was not yet confirmed.

The last painting is of the heart.

When asked about his intentions, Tang Chacha licked his lips and said with a smile: "Please teleport out the armored warrior of the fifth sense!" ”

"Armored Warrior...... Heart, she shouldn't be putting the heart on the armored warriors!? ”

People who have already seen the first three paintings have speculated, and they are still a little incredulous.

"How is this possible, that's what a painter can do, if she can do it, then how can she still be bullied for so long?!"

Miao Jintian was now responsive to Tang Chacha's requests, and almost at the moment Tang Chacha's words fell, he instructed the Array Master to open the teleportation array in the fifth level and teleport out the metallic armored warriors.

Like two empty shells in armor, the Warrior in Armor stood motionless.

It's not as violent as it was in the secret realm, and there are no red eyes under the helmet, as if it's ...... The armor is empty.

The bloody heart picture scroll, and the armored warriors like empty shells, stayed on Tang Chacha's left and right.

Don just moved.

Under everyone's gaze, she took out her pen.