Chapter 146: Did You Build an Instant Camera?

"Let you open your eyes today, what is painting!"

The painting god glanced at Zhou Ru is coldly, and the contempt and contempt in his eyes were extremely thick!

"Roll, pen run, ink and wash together, the ninth layer of the "Book of Paintings", what can be painted!"

The painting god slapped his hands, and a long picture scroll spread out in the air, like a white silk horizontally in the sky, and was steadily pulled by two invisible big hands. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

With a pinching of his hands, his eyes condensed, water and ink blended with each other, divided into twelve small round balls from shallow to deep, arranged at one time, and the intervals were exactly the same as those on the right side.

Holding the pen in one hand, picking up the ball with the strongest ink, the painting god took a deep breath, suddenly put down the pen, and sketched it on the picture scroll as white as snow, his eyes wandered between the painting scroll and the seven princesses, and the painting god was unprecedentedly focused!

But seeing that his arms were stretched and stretched smoothly, and his wrists were rotated smoothly, the whole painting action was simply a "handsome!"

It's so handsome!

"Good!"

"Painting God is painting God after all, just this posture of holding a pen, it is simply not too chic!"

"That must be, the painting god is painting a way, and no one is invincible. ”

"Agreed!"

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Praises, exclamations, erupted like a flood.

At the moment when the painting started, the eyes of all the immortals lit up, and the appreciation on their faces had a tendency to transform into intoxication!

"Wonderful! This pen of painting god is really terrifying!" Feng Bo smashed his mouth, smacked his mouth, sighed, stared at the painting god, and sighed.

"Yes, but in this case, if it's a little friend, it's dangerous! Huh? If it's a little friend, he's 。。。。。 He...... Li Jing held the Linglong Pagoda and stared at the painting god for a long time, his eyes turned to Zhou Rusi, and the whole person was instantly stunned, and his mouth was stumbling and he didn't know what to say。。。。。。

"What's the matter? Why, it's dangerous to be a little friend。。。。。。 Ahh。。。。。。h Oops。。。。。。 ”

Feng Bo saw that Li Jing's demeanor was a little abnormal, and heard him talk about Zhou Ruyi, so he looked suspiciously in the direction of Zhou Ruyi, and the whole person was stunned!

Oh my god, what are you doing here?

Zhou Ruyi!!

Somebody seems to have taught me, huh?

Zhou Ru was lying on the ground, yawning lazily, and rolling his eyelids weakly, indicating that I was so sleepy, sleep for a while, don't disturb me~

Sleep! Sleep on you big-headed ghost, you think this is your Qiming Palace, this is a competition! What do you want to do?

The corners of Taishang Laojun's mouth twitched.

Yun Lan Heavenly Master's jaw is about to fall off.

The Celestial Master Mao rolled his eyes wildly, and he almost didn't carve what he did on his face!

At this moment, as long as there are immortals who sweep their eyes to Zhou Ruye, it will be difficult to shift their gaze to the painting god!

Why? Look at the fool!

Do you know what you're doing? You're trying to paint with the best painting god in Heavenly Court!

Where's your pen?

What about your paper?

Where's your ink?

Have they all been eaten by dogs?

Take it out, you!

Those immortal parents who cared about Zhou Ru almost didn't turn into a humanoid tyrannosaur beast, if they could, they would hang Zhou Ru up and give him a hard beating!

The immortals who were hostile to Zhou Ru and even had murderous intent, such as Huo De and Wenqu, were sneering and disdainful!

You can't make it, can you? You're shocked by the painting skills of the gods? Ahahaha, scum from the mortal world, insects! You'll have today! Surrender before the battle, it's really a long face for your hometown!

The sarcasm and ridicule instantly ignited the audience, and all the eyes that looked at the painting god before shifted to Zhou Ruye.

And someone is still stretching lazily, not caring at all? This Nima is really a beep dog!

"What are you doing?

An angry exhalation exploded in Zhou Ruye's mind, making him feel smart, and he changed from lying on his side to lying on his back!

Who should I send the message to me, it turns out to be the handsome old Jade Emperor!

I'm not doing anything, I'm brewing my spirits, waiting to paint!

Zhou Ru is like a giant panda in a zoo, enjoying the gaze of all the gods very contentedly, and the corners of her mouth are hooked with a light smile.

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept the two incense sticks that were about to burn out, rubbed his handsome face, and got up from the ground.

Almost, there's still a stick of incense, just enough for me!

Under the gaze of the gods in the audience, Zhou Ru stretched out his arms, pulled his legs, twisted his buttocks, and after moving his waist, he sealed his hands and performed 'memory concretization', conjuring up a camera!

As soon as this camera appeared, Zhou Ru smiled happily, Polaroid - a one-time imaging camera that integrates the two functions of taking pictures and washing photos, it is really an appetite for us!

Zhou Ru dragged the camera, debugged it, the lens was aimed at the seventh princess, pressed the shutter, the white light flashed, and a beautiful photo of the seventh princess was produced, which was firmly pinched between the thumb and index finger by Zhou Ru!

Alas, the old man next door, your painting pose is so handsome, you have to come to the puppet, little brother, I have already painted it!

Silver laughed twice, Zhou Ru raised the polaroid, and after giving a few close-ups to the seventh princess again, he turned his head at the cute little ninth sister, hooked his hand, and when she grinned, he took a few photos, very cute and very satisfied!

Tsk, it's still my little ninth sister who looks cute, it would be nice if you changed your wayward little temper, don't always beat the teacher at every turn.

Boom, lying on his back on the ground again, Zhou Ru was holding the Polaroid in his arms, holding a few freshly taken photos in his mouth, looking at the white clouds in the sky lazily, saying that he was so melancholy and sad~

"If it's a little friend, what did you do just now?"

The old man saw that he conjured a small box and pressed something on the seventh and ninth princesses, and then the white light flashed, and he fell to the ground again。。。。。 ”

"Yes, I also saw the white light, it seems to be from the small box he was holding in his arms~"

"You say that, it seems to be really the case! But there is a yarn relationship between painting the Seventh Princess! He's still sleeping, I'm 。。。。。 I really want to smoke him to death~"

Whispers came from the immortals.

The fairy parents who had a good personal relationship with Zhou Ru were anxious and indignant.

The immortals who were eager to eat Zhou Ruye's flesh, and Zhou Ru's blood, led by Huo De and Wenqu, were proud, as if they saw Zhou Ru is fiasco!

Time is passing little by little, and on the scroll of painting gods, a beauty gradually reveals her peerless and alluring appearance.

She pouted, and her reluctant expression jumped on the paper, which was vividly grasped by the painting god!

It's really expressive, it's like!

A third of the last incense stick is left!

Draw with great effort.

Zhou Ru is lazy and looks at the clouds.

One sixth of the last incense stick remains.

Draw the magic pen to walk the dragon god.

Zhou Ru is lazy and looks at the clouds.

The last stick of incense burned out completely.

The painting god closes the pen and exhales.

Zhou Ru is lazy and looks at the clouds.

At the moment when the incense burned and was broken, the eyes of the two looked at each other, and sparks and lightning burst out fiercely.

"It's time!"

The Jade Emperor flicked his sleeves, the residual fragrance disappeared, and the competition ended!

"Take out the paintings, let the Aiqing comment on them, and see whose paintings are more like and more expressive!"

"No, Your Majesty!"

As soon as the painting god bent down, bowed respectfully, glanced at Zhou Ru with a sneer, raised his head and chest, shook his hand, and the picture scroll in his hand was revealed, revealing in the eyes of all the immortals.

"Wow!"

Exploded!

The entire Rose Condensation Garden was shaken by the sound!

The boss of every immortal's mouth opened and looked at the picture scroll stretched in mid-air, and sighed in amazement!

"It's too similar!"

"It's so expressive!"

"It's like a real person walking into a picture scroll!"

"Oh my God, has the art of painting gods reached this point?"

"It's really a miracle, no one can beat it!"