This thing is very simple and very strange. A finger-thick jade tube had a bunch of animal hair stuck in it, and none of the people present knew what it was.

Of course they don't recognize this as a brush, because there is no brush in this world.

"This thing is called a brush, it is something I write and paint, and I hereby dedicate it to Lord Qin as a gift for the fiftieth birthday banquet. Yang Dingtian said respectfully.

Suddenly, everyone almost laughed out loud, and even Qin Wanqiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly.

The gifts of everyone present were extremely valuable, but he Shen Lang (Yang Dingtian) only gave a so-called brush, which was really shabby. At best, this thing would be worth no more than half a silver coin, which is shabby to the extreme.

Seeing that the lover touched it for a long time and found such a shabby gift, Qin Mengxing loved and resented: "What a real nerd." ”

Then, Qin Mengli said: "Shen Lang, your gift is too shabby, and no one knows how your so-called brush should be used, why don't you demonstrate it, let everyone see what your brush is for." ”

Qin Mengli knew that his lover was talented, so he wanted Yang Dingtian to take the opportunity to show him.

"Oh, yes!" said Yang Ding Tian.

Then he said to the servants in the main hall, "I need a blank piece of paper. ”

Suddenly, the slave looked at Qin Wanqiu.

"Give it to him. Qin Wanqiu said.

"Yes. The servant went out respectfully, and after about a minute, he brought a blank piece of paper about a square meter in size.

Yang Dingtian took the white paper, spread it on the ground, and then brought a pot of wine and used the wine to polish the ink.

Of course, this ink block was also made by him, but fortunately, it is not difficult to do so.

After grinding the ink. Yang Dingtian took a deep breath.

The most critical moment tonight is here, and it depends on whether you can seek another general heaven and earth-level Xuanhuo map in Qin Wanqiu's hands.

After gluing the brush to the ink, Yang Dingtian began to draw on the white paper.

Suddenly, there was silence in the venue, and everyone's eyes looked at the white paper in front of Yang Dingtian and the brush in his hand.

The brush is gently brushed. An irregular curve within the picture.

Everyone was slightly stunned, what the hell is this?

Next, Yang Dingtian painted very quickly.

One horizontal, one vertical, one bend, one fold.

A few dozens!

Everyone could see that this was about the view of the steppe.

The ink paintings painted by Yang Dingtian focus on the gods, not on the form. Although it is only a few dozen. But the empty grassland suddenly jumped on the paper.

Although it is not very realistic purely from the picture, the kind of distance, that kind of broadness, and that kind of feeling, people can see at a glance that this is a grassland.

This is the charm of ink painting.

There are painters in this world, but all of them pursue realism, and all of them are for the service of martial arts, and have little to do with art. Although the attainment of Yangdingtian's ink painting is not high. But in this desert of art, there is enough to conquer anyone.

After drawing a general view of the grassland.

Yang Dingtian has a few more strokes. Draw the wind-blown grass.

Then, with a few strokes, he drew a few horses, a few cows, and a few sheep.

Of course, it's the horses of this world. Cows, sheep.

In the end, with a few strokes, Yang Dingtian drew distant mountains, as well as the sun and the moon.

At last. Yang Dingtian inscribed in the blank space, and wrote in the words of this world:

East from the river, under the Mang Mountain.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four wildernesses.

The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast.

The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low.

After writing it, someone suddenly sighed.

There is no poetry in this world that exists as art alone, and almost all the qiē in this world is also in the service of martial arts.

After this poem was written, everyone present was amazed, they just thought it was good, but they didn't understand what was good, but from the bottom of their hearts, they felt very, very good, very, very amazing.

And Qin Mengli has already had beautiful eyes. She knew that her lover was different from everyone else in this world, she knew that her lover was talented, but she didn't expect her lover to be so amazing. And compared to that Yan farewell, it is really empty. And he had actually been tempted by that man before, Qin Meng only felt a burst of shame in his centrifugation, he was too frivolous and superficial at that time.

Everyone present was amazed by Yang Dingtian's brand-new art form, but no one noticed that after seeing this painting, Qin Wanqiu and Qin Huaiyu's eyes changed slightly, and then quickly glanced at each other.

This qiē is fleeting, and no one has discovered it at all, including Yang Dingtian himself.

Because after Yang Dingtian finished painting, he bowed down directly and sent it away, without looking at Qin Wanqiu and Qin Huaiyu's expressions. He didn't dare to look at it, and he couldn't look at it.

Because the Chinese painting he drew is somewhat similar to the other general Xuanhuo map in his hand, and even some places are still somewhat similar. And if Qin Wanqiu and Qin Huaiyu had the other half of the Xuanhuo map in their hands, they would definitely be able to see it, at least feel it.

Because, there is no doubt that these two people are the best people in this world, and they are among the smartest.

After finishing the painting, Yang Dingtian directly handed over the painting to the slave and gave away the brush in his hand. Because the brush is the gift, the painting is just an accessory.

After sending it out, Yang Dingtian stood respectfully in place. Even though he knew it shouldn't, the cold sweat on his back kept bursting out, and he was really nervous to the extreme.

This is his plan to get the other half of the Xuanhuo map, whether it will be successful or not depends on this time, and this is also completely risking, risking with his own life.

Now, he has done everything that should be done, and then he has to completely wait for Qin Wanqiu's trial.

After Qin Wanqiu took the brush and the painting, he glanced at it, and then his gaze condensed on Yang Dingtian's face like electricity for a long time.

Yang Dingtian desperately suppressed himself and didn't let himself tremble, although the speed of cold sweat broke out faster and faster.

The person in front of him was a great grandmaster-level powerhouse, and he was almost the most powerful enemy that Yang Dingtian had really encountered, and there was no one.

As long as he has a finger, it is enough to crush himself, no matter whether Yang Dingtian has a deep sea Xuanyi or not, no matter what Yang Dingtian has his Xuan Fu, Yang Dingtian at this time is completely as weak as an ant in front of him.

Qin Wanqiu just stared coldly at Yang Dingtian, and Qin Mengli didn't even dare to take a breath at this time, his beautiful face became pale and colorless, and his expression became more and more frightened.

Yang Dingtian desperately tried his best to make his breathing slower, suppressing the nervous and even a little panicked feelings.

After half a minute, Qin Wanqiu finally spoke.

"Your talent is very high, I wonder why I am nearly thirty years old, why I just broke through to the Martial Xuan level powerhouse, and now I finally know the reason, you have spent all your energy on these side ways. Qin Wanqiu said, then put down the painting, and said lightly: "In the future, you will honestly be the leader of Qin Mengli's guards." ”

Then, Qin Wanqiu continued: "The birthday banquet continues. ”

Everyone was stunned, what did Qin Wanqiu's attitude mean?

It seems that he is very distant from Shen Lang, but he seems to value it a little bit.

However, Qin Wanqiu was the supreme master tonight at this time, and he said that the birthday banquet continued, so everyone immediately began to raise their glasses, continue to stagger the cups, and continue to enjoy the wine and food.

And Yang Dingtian walked directly behind Qin Mengli and continued to play the role of the leader of the guard.

White Cloud City Lord Ye Wucheng's face changed slightly, and he said, "Senior Brother Qin, I am not strong enough to drink, I am a little drunk, and I want to go down and rest." ”

Obviously, Ye Wucheng was still a little dissatisfied with Qin Wanqiu's statement.

"Ye City Lord, please feel free. Qin Wanqiu said lightly.

Suddenly, Ye Wucheng picked up Ye Feng on the ground and walked away.

And Ye Wuzheng still sat in his seat with a dull face, and his face continued to lose all reactions.

Yang Dingtian stood behind Qin Mengli, although his face was expressionless, he was already confused.

What is Qin Wanqiu's attitude, and is his plan a success or not?

Only Qin Mengli was very happy, her beautiful face was full of pride, she flattered her brother with a smile, and she didn't leave Yangdingtian inside and out, she still wanted her brother to fulfill herself and her lover.

Qin Wanqiu's expression was still impatient and loving, some perfunctory, and some doting to deal with Qin Mengli. It can be seen from here alone that Qin Wanqiu is really a heartbreaking brother.

Yang Dingtian also knew a little bit about this person at this time, this is a city government is very deep, but he doesn't bother to hide it, and he is full of temperament.

Two hours later, the birthday feast ended.

has been following Qin Mengli to board the carriage, Yang Dingtian did not get the response he wanted, and Qin Wanqiu and Qin Huaiyu did not say a word. Even as for how Yang Dingtian won Ye Feng, Qin Wanqiu didn't express any strangeness.

Although Yang Dingtian's heart was full of uneasiness and disappointment, he still meticulously protected Qin Mengli and left the inner city.

On the way back to the courtyard, Qin Mengli finally couldn't help it, opened the door curtain, and said coquettishly: "Lang Jun, you come up." ”

Yang Dingtian was slightly stunned, and boarded the carriage.

As soon as she entered the carriage, a hot delicate body suddenly got into her arms, and the little mouth kissed it directly, and the little fragrant tongue got into Yang Dingtian's mouth by itself.

After a few minutes of fiery wet kisses, Qin Mengli gasped and said coquettishly: "Baby, you really make me proud tonight, and you really make me love to the extreme." I know my brother very well, and although he didn't say anything, he already admired you very, very well in his heart. ”

Yang Dingtian smiled: "As long as he doesn't stop us, I'm already grateful." ”

"No, I can already hear what he means, he has actually acquiesced in our relationship, but he can't say it in front of everyone. Didn't you see that when Ye Wucheng was about to leave the birthday banquet, he didn't stop him. Qin Mengli said coquettishly. (To be continued......)