Liang Chengcheng bit the bun contentedly, watching the young man who called himself Ma Liang lying on the ground, painting a lifelike human market with a tree branch. Behind Liang Chengcheng, on the other hand, are distorted and bizarre pictures, which are uncomfortable just to look at.

These days, everyone in the village knows that there is a madman at the head of the village, who pulls Ma Liang, who has no father, to compare paintings in the open space at the head of the village every day, and the paintings are ugly and ugly, and make people feel a little irritable. A few days ago, a strong man almost tried to drive him away, but for some reason, as soon as he stepped into the pattern, he was frightened back by the madman who looked like a beggar.

Someone asked the strong man what was going on, and the strong man couldn't say clearly, there was no way, he just had to let it go, and this madman didn't make a lot of noise, and his body was not dirty. Some sympathetic people would give him some rice, but he never ate it.

"Your painting is dark." The boy known as Ma Liang shook his head after looking at his graffiti: "I don't know how to say it, it's just too dark." ”

Liang Chengcheng, who was obsessed with painting, raised his head and looked at him: "Then you can show me the bright one." ”

In this way, in addition to the time spent cutting wood and working every day, Ma Liang was discussing painting with Liang Chengcheng.

Ma Liang painted beautifully, Liang Chengcheng painted extremely ugly, Ma Liang painted straight, Liang Chengcheng painted extremely distorted, it seems that it has nothing to do with the real thing, but it has the essence of no difference from the real thing.

The beautiful young daughter of the Li family was painted as a ghost by Liang Chengcheng, and the wealthy staff was painted by him as a fat pig with fangs.

Ma Liang saw it in his eyes, but he couldn't refute that this extremely talented young man was able to discover and give things the most beautiful look. But Liang Chengcheng likes to draw their ugliest and darkest places with a sharp touch.

The daughter of the Li family does not work every time, but only squeezes her parents, and the fat powder earrings on her body are all pawned with the blood and sweat of her parents, although her appearance is beautiful, but her heart is vicious.

Although there is money outside the staff, it is all ill-gotten gains, and they only know how to eat more and enjoy a better life, but they never pity the hungry people who freeze to death in the cold winter.

Although Ma Liang can't accuse Liang of justice, he can't agree that the paintings of the two people are completely different, but they both point to the essence of things.

On both sides of the light and the dark, both men want to make it clear to the other that they are standing here.

Words are useless, only illustrated by drawing.

Liang Chengcheng painted the evil ghosts of hell, then Ma Liang painted the heavenly palace pavilions, Liang Chengcheng painted beasts fighting, and Ma Liang painted the crowds of the market.

In this troubled world where the people are not living, the young man still believes in the existence of beautiful things, and he has never been affected by Liang Chengcheng because he is young.

I concentrate on drawing pictures on the ground with tree branches, but I can't express what really is in my heart.

"If only there was a pen." Maleonn said something that would affect his life.

At the moment when he raised his head, a strange old man appeared on the originally empty land.

"Did you draw this?" A kind old man with a fluttering white beard and a strange face stood in front of him, looking at the picture on the ground: "It's so good." ”

"yes, but it's not enough." Ma Liang shook his head: "I want to draw better." ”

"Then go and paint." The old man's body is like a breeze and white clouds, which makes people feel a sense of admiration.

With a smile, he slowly took out a brush that Ma Liang had dreamed of from his sleeve and put it in the palm of the young man's hand: "Draw well." ”

In the blink of an eye, his voice grew more and more ethereal, almost disappearing. And just as the old man was about to disappear, a dirty hand grabbed his sleeve.

So the ethereal artistic conception was completely destroyed, and the palm stained with dust and mud rubbed against the old man's white clothes, so that it was not an eyesore, and it looked dirty and abnormal.

The old man turned his head in surprise and looked at the scruffy-faced madman.

Liang Chengcheng looked at him blankly, then slowly stretched out his hand and smirked.

"I'm going to ...... too"

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It was as if man had put man in a basin and shook with all his might, so that the waves and storms raged over the sea, and everything seemed to be overturned in it, swallowed up in the deepest darkness.

Bai Shuo felt as if the whole world was spinning and trembling, as if the sky would collapse in the next moment, and everything would be completely destroyed.

This is the power of heaven that has shrouded thousands of kilometers, just like the wrath of the sky, all mortals are like ants, the raging waves are rushing from far away, the icy rainstorm falls from the sky, in the storm, a raft is struggling to maintain its integrity, the wire rope makes a creaking sound, and there is a break on the raft that can be touched by the palm of the hand.

The monkey was attached to the largest piece of wood by a wire rope around its waist, and its sharp nails were digging into the wood, and the hair all over its body was [***], which made it extremely uncomfortable.

An inexplicable roar echoed in its throat, but it reverberated angrily in its heart: "One day, I will tear this thief apart!" ”

No one can make it so embarrassed, crawling on a raft like a bug, not even the sky!

But Bai Shuo was silent like a stone statue, with a wire rope tied around his waist, attached to the raft, squatting on the raft, holding the mast, his eyes did not close under the blowing of the torrential rain, but opened his eyes deadly, looking at the huge creature looming in the clouds in the sky.

The long and hideous body, swimming slowly in the deep black clouds, the sense of power that seems to be able to overturn the entire sea at any time, there is no mistake, that is......

Black, Dragon!

Not the kind of lizard of the West, but a real dragon.

He opened his crimson golden eyes and nailed them into the twisting black clouds, greedily staring at every movement of the black dragon that led Tianwei to follow.

Five-star, this is a creature that can stand on top of everything just by relying on the power contained in its body! Born with such power, it is only a few steps away from being able to enter the terrifying divine beast in the demigod realm and achieve the vast divine power!

The dragon soaring through the clouds didn't even notice the two tiny creatures below, and didn't even bother to bow its head. This time, he just obeyed the edict of the heavenly court and gave alms here. It's a very common activity, but this time it's just a little bit special.

The huge body spun again, and the wind and rain set off the boundless waves, so the trend of the torrential rain became even more sinister.

Layer after layer of waves were pulled up from the air, and then slammed down, enough to crush the steel into pieces, and rushed towards the small raft.

Once hit, no matter how hard the raft is, it will be difficult to escape the result of being shattered.

"Damn it......" Bai Shuo struggled to stand up, and stuffed the hub of the wire rope in his hand into the monkey's palm - that was the most important place for the entire raft, and once it was loosened, the whole raft would fall apart in an instant.

Bai Shuo yelled at the monkey in the torrential rain and the loud noise, and the huge roar passed through the thick rain curtain and burrowed into the monkey's ears.

"Don't let go, protect the ship!"

After saying that, he stood up from the raft and faced the endless waves rushing from the sky, the black heavy waves rose high in the wind, and then smashed down like the sky collapsed, easily crushing everything in its path to pieces.

Now, they're getting closer.

"Do you want to bury me just because of the waves?" Bai Shuo held on to the mast and whispered: "This kind of funeral is too cheap, people don't even have the heart to lie in!" ”

The violent waves rushed from afar, and the heavy rain curtain distorted everything, and in the face of the rushing waves, Bai Shuo slowly put on a martial arts starting hand in the midst of the raging storm.

Then a low murmur echoed in the rags.

"Chop the waves!"

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Celebrate the success of Xiaomo's demon replenishment in "Ice Infinity", and add a new chapter to celebrate.

In addition, the students who posted advertisements in my book review area during the strong promotion period, we all kept accounts, and when we were free, they were slapped in the face one by one.

Rush: Wind and Moon Roar Kill!