Luoyu burst out laughing, "Hey, third senior brother, he's in tears, pear blossoms bring rain, it's perfect, draw quickly!"

Chu Moli's brushes under his hands were running like flying, and the speed was so fast that he could almost see the afterimage.

In just a moment, Elder Xu's face and his body, as well as his graceful posture, were already on the page.

As soon as he saw that the painting was finished, Luo Yu immediately grabbed the drawing paper and brought it to Xu Qing.

"Elder Xu, take a look, is our third senior brother's painting skills superb? Look at your body, your posture, every part of your body, our senior brother has painted you vividly, and you will definitely let others see it, and they will know that this is you Elder Xu. ”

Elder Xu stared at the painting in Luo Yu's hand, his nose snorted, and his mouth was open for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

Seeing him like this, Luo Yu smiled even more happily, "Elder Xu, you said that if the third senior brother drew more than a dozen of this picture and distributed it to the bazaar, to all the sects and factions in the Blue Heaven Realm, so that the monks of the entire Blue Heaven Realm could appreciate your enchanting and beautiful posture, what an interesting thing it would be!"

"Elder Xu, you and your disciples will become famous in the future, but don't forget that it's all our credit!"

Xu Qing's eyes rolled white, blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, he couldn't bear it anymore, and fainted directly.

But on the contrary, his body seemed to be controlled by something, and even if he fainted, he still maintained the same posture.

Luo Yu smiled, his fingers moved slightly, and the puppet standing next to him also moved his hands and feet, so that Elder Xu fell down directly.

Seeing that Elder Xu had completely fainted, Luo Yu happily took the painting and returned to Chu Moli's side to watch him paint others.

It took more than an hour for Chu Moli to paint the "portraits" of all the disciples of the Guiyi Sect who came to the door.

Leng Yumo and Luo Yu rushed to look at the paintings he had drawn, laughing while watching.

Ling Yusheng snatched one and glanced at it, and immediately blushed, "This, this, this, are all men's fruits, how can the little junior sister come up with such an idea?

Yun Ruohan, who came over from the side, wiped his face and said in his heart: Your little junior sister is not only shy, but also wants to paint with the third junior brother with great interest!

If they hadn't tried their best to stop it, I'm afraid that this half of the man's fruit body painting would still be painted by the little junior sister!

I always feel that they have recruited a fake little sister.

It's just that when Yun Ruohan turned around, he was slightly stunned when he saw Chu Moli, who was sitting in a wheelchair and gently sketching the last "group portrait".

I saw the young man in the wheelchair, although his face was still morbidly pale, but his cheeks had a faint flush.

At the corners of the eyebrows and eyes, there seems to be a brilliant starlight jumping.

In the past, he had also seen the third junior brother draw.

At that time, he also smiled, but he laughed as deep as the abyssal sea, as if there was some violent madness that wanted to destroy everything.

This can be seen in the content of his paintings.

That smile was very different from the smile he had now coming from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, the little junior sister asked the third junior brother to draw for his own good, and was it to untie his heart knot?

(Mu Yan: You think too much, I just see his perverted nature, and he must like this tricky thing very much!)

Yun Ruohan's face was full of relief, and he said secretly: It's really good that the master can recruit the little junior sister in.