On the street south of the main island, Phoenix Fairy was still sitting behind a desk, waiting for someone to snatch the metal ball from her hand.

A beautiful man sat down opposite Huang Xian, stretched out his hand and pressed the metal ball, a pair of eyes as bright as stars, and looked at Huang Xian with some surprise: "Senior sister, your demeanor is really amazing, I Zhao Chuanhua has read countless people in my life, but I have never seen such a fresh and refined person as my junior sister, with fairy bones, it is really amazing, I don't know if I can have this honor to paint a portrait for my junior sister?"

Zhao Chuanhua secretly said in his heart: "If you say that you can start, it is naturally the easiest for a woman to get it, she only needs three or two sweet words, and she is not automatically sent to the door, and she can't be driven away." ”

Zhao Chuanhua has had too many such experiences, and with his beautiful appearance and temperament, a little girl like this can't resist his charm at all.

"If you want to challenge, please start, if you don't challenge, get out of the way. Huang Xian looked at Zhao Chuanhua calmly, completely without the shyness and obsession of the girl imagined by Zhao Chuanhua.

"Ahem, this junior sister, Zhao Chuanhua in Xiali Fire Island, her painting skills are also a little famous in the academy, and she is nicknamed Fu Hua Gongzi, I believe that it will not insult your fairy-like temperament and appearance. Zhao Chuanhua thought that Huang Xian didn't know his painting skills and reputation, so he hurriedly reported to his home.

In addition to the Red Dragon Sage, others only know that he is good at painting, good at painting portraits, and good at making charms, coupled with his handsome appearance, he has the reputation of a rune painting boy in the academy.

I don't know how many female disciples regard Zhao Chuanhua as a dream lover and are eager to get the portrait he painted with his own hands.

"Zhao Chuanhua from the Fire Island, nicknamed the son of Fu Hua, is a general martial arts cultivator, and he is good at making charms. Huang Xian looked at Zhao Chuanhua and said.

It turned out that the junior sister also knew that she was under a thin name, and she smiled. Zhao Chuanhua was secretly happy in his heart: "Women are really high on the surface." But the heart is as passionate as fire, and he has already inquired about everything about me, and I am afraid that he will not be able to throw himself into my arms for a long time. ”

"Senior sister...... I ......" Zhao Chuanhua just wanted to talk about painting a portrait of Huang Xian, but was interrupted by Huang Xian speaking first.

"Your martial arts cultivation is too poor, and I'm not interested in spells, please let me go. Huang Xian said as a matter of course.

Zhao Chuanhua's face suddenly changed. I was ashamed and angry in my heart, my face was red, and I secretly endured it, and showed a charming smile in a pretentious manner: "Senior sister, I want to paint a portrait of you, if my sister is willing, I am willing to give ten holy charms as a reward, I don't know what my sister wants?"

The disciples who were watching around suddenly let out a voice of surprise: "Ten holy product charms, who is such a big hand?"

"You don't even know him. He is the painting boy Zhao Chuanhua, good at making charms, the charms he painted, at least the top grade, the scribe disciples next to him want to draw a holy product charm to see the time, place, people, I don't know how long it will take to produce one, his painting skills are too exquisite, less than a hundred years of spells can produce a holy product. Far from being comparable to ordinary disciples. ”

"Ah, he's the Fu painting boy who is known as the first beautiful talent in Nanli? And with such a big deal. ”

"People are more popular than dead people, you see that the boy of the talisman is good-looking, and the painting skills are so exquisite, and the painting of holy charms is like playing, it is really unfair. ”

“......”

Hearing the Nanli disciple next to him talking about himself, Zhao Chuanhua was proud in his heart. He looked at the Phoenix Immortal with his eyes discharged, and thought: "With her own charm and ten holy product charms, no female disciple can resist this temptation, and this time the Phoenix Immortal will not obediently let him paint a portrait." ”

"Didn't you hear what I just said? Huang Xian said a word, which made Zhao Chuanhua almost like a basin of ice water. I couldn't control my emotions, and my smile froze.

"Haha, the boy of Fu Hua also has times when he is deflated in front of women, which is really happy. ”

"She looks like a sissy, how can a woman with vision like this kind of sissy. ”

"This junior sister is so powerful, I like it. ”

"I don't know which academy this junior sister is a disciple of, it's really too individual. ”

The male disciples were all happy, and being able to see such a rich and handsome man as Fu Hua Gongzi naturally made most of the male disciples who were also men feel secretly happy.

Even if his own conditions are not worse than those of Fu Hua Gongzi, he is quite happy to see Fu Hua Gongzi embarrassed.

Zhao Chuanhua He had suffered this kind of humiliation in front of a woman, and he forcibly endured the resentment in his heart, and still said with a smile: "That's right, the ten holy product charms really insulted the immortal face of the junior sister, and they should be damned." ”

As he spoke, Zhao Chuanhua summoned a spiritual pen that was like a beautiful jade and a cloud of clouds, and then took out a piece of ink, an ancient inkstone, and a piece of white spirit paper that was better than snow, and placed it squarely on the table.

"This pen is a scribe-level holy spirit pen, called the painting soul pen; this ink is also a holy product, called the night ink of the sky; this inkstone is also a holy product, called the night inkstone; needless to say, this paper is also a holy spirit paper, called three points of paper. ”

Zhao Chuanhua proudly introduced his four treasures, and then looked at the Phoenix Immortal with eyes that seemed to be very affectionate and said: "I, Zhao Chuanhua, can see the face of the immortal who does not belong to the world today, it is really a blessing in three lives, if I am lucky enough to be able to paint a portrait of my sister today, I have no regrets in this life." I'm afraid that it will be difficult to have better works in the future, and it will be difficult to have the mind to paint portraits with others again, and it is useless to keep the other three things except for the three-point paper, so I will send it to my sister, I wonder if my sister is willing to let me paint this last work?"

When the onlookers heard Zhao Chuanhua's words, they were all shocked, not to mention that Zhao Chuanhua's autographed portrait was worth some money, and only these three holy products were priceless things.

Although these three holy products are not as popular as holy weapons such as swords and armor, and their value is slightly higher, the value of the three items is definitely more than that of an ordinary holy weapon armor.

And if you really meet the right person, such as someone like Zhao Chuanhua who is proficient in spells, the selling price of these three holy products may not be lower than that of ordinary holy swords.

was willing to pay such a price to paint a picture for Phoenix Immortal, and there was also the saying that he would no longer paint portraits after this painting, the price paid by Zhao Chuanhua was too great, and many people were moved.

"This time you were still unmoved and wept bitterly, crying and begging me to paint for you. Zhao Chuanhua put on a posture of a love saint painting immortal, but he was secretly thinking in his heart, waiting for the portrait to be finished, how to clean up the phoenix immortal and get back his three holy products.

"Okay, that's a deal. Phoenix Immortal looked at the three holy products, nodded and said.

Zhao Chuanhua was suddenly ecstatic in his heart: "Hmph, little girl, finally take the bait, I don't believe I can't clean you up." (To be continued.) )