readx;? The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were placed on the table, and Ahri began to study the ink. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The work of grinding ink seems simple, but in fact, there is a university question in it, which is not as simple as holding an ink ingot and grinding it on the inkstone.

The amount of water determines the dryness and wetness of the ink, and the intensity of the ink grinding strength controls the change of ink color, which are the essentials that ink researchers must master.

In the work of grinding ink, without a certain level of experience and level, it is impossible to adjust the best ink, and it can be said that the ink mixed by different people will be very different.

Although he has never painted seriously, in his daily life, Ahri has occasionally helped Zhuo Wen study ink, and now he is naturally handy.

Ahri's ink grinding technique is just right, the ink is condensed but not viscous, and Ahri uses the unique aura of the fox clan to "raise ink", while grinding, it also improves the quality of the ink, so that the quality of the ink is raised to a level.

With this kind of ink, it is easy to outline the slender lines, which is the best painting material for the ancient gossamer drawing, which is very suitable for Zhuo Wen's painting requirements at this moment.

Because it is necessary to promote the realm of form, this crucial painting, no matter what the content is, must follow the theory of "form".

In order to practice this requirement, it is inseparable from the ancient gossamer drawing, which is the most detailed brushwork.

If you want to use Gogu gossamer, the choice of paper, pen and ink must be prepared accordingly.

"It seems that ordinary pens can't carry this huge painting talent, Ahri, thank you for your hard work. Zhuo Wen just dipped the pen in ink, and suddenly realized that the quality was a little unable to keep up, in order to ensure that in case, he could only let Ahri work hard.

"Hmm. Nodding, although Ahri was a little tired, since it was Zhuo Wen's request, she would hold on to it even if she gritted her teeth.

Turning around, without Zhuo Wen's special explanation, Ahri knew what type of pen he was going to use.

Long peaks, hard hairs, and fine gyu, this is the smallest brush in the brush model, and is best used to outline the Gogu gossamer brushstroke, which requires attention to detail.

Everything was ready, and Zhuo Wen finally began to paint.

What is the content? Zhuo Wen had already thought about it, and there was no other more suitable candidate besides Long Aotian.

Long Aotian's evolution, in addition to absorbing Zhuo Gang's painting talent, even other mosquitoes have also been devoured, whether it is the Wind Sword Hao or the non-mainstream, they have not escaped the crimson lips of this bewitching mosquito demon.

These other mosquitoes contain the "inspiration" of Zhuo Wen's creation, and they are indispensable nourishment for her evolution.

However, it is not necessarily true to say that it is devouring, it is more appropriate to use fusion, because Long Aotian at this moment is no longer just Long Aotian, but a combination of all mosquitoes.

The current Long Aotian can use the special ability of almost any mosquito, and it will only be stronger!

Long Aotian's new image, although Zhuo Wen has not seen it many times, but it is still fresh in his memory, unforgettable, after all, she is so amazing, she is simply an authentic goblin, he relies not on "charm", but "Yan", and it is the kind of evil charm!

"Oh, the master is so good, this most critical painting is actually a concubine?" In the inner world, Long Aotian chuckled, she is Zhuo Wen's natal painting spirit, she can share her vision and heart with Zhuo Wen, through Zhuo Wen's vision, she can naturally see that Zhuo Wen is copying her, and she can't help but be a little happy.

Although Zhuo Wen is born in painting demons and monsters, but as one of the mainstream schools of painting, Zhuo Wen has naturally been in contact with and has a certain degree of attainment, copying Long Aotian is almost a problem for him, and he also has a lot of experience in mastering details.

"Maybe I can really succeed in advancing to the next level with the current conditions!" "I was happy in my heart, Zhuo Wen was full of confidence, and he was no longer worried about his pen, as if he was helped, he was free and easy, and the image of Long Aotian became clearer and clearer under his pen.

The waist-length black and red hair, black eyes, crimson pupils, and the flaming lips, the slightly upturned arc of the down, Long Aotian's facial features and body proportions, all of them were vividly depicted by Zhuo Wen.

However, when completing the external outline of Long Aotian, Zhuo Wen hesitated.

Feeling the prelude to the turmoil on his body, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but nod in his heart. At the moment, it seems that the promotion should be a matter of being caught, Long Aotian's behavior, although there is an element of forcing herself, but she should also notice this opportunity, so she will force herself to paint.

Since promotion is a sure thing, then ...... Just take this opportunity to play tricks on this bewitcher, hmph, it's time to train her, so that she knows that she is the real master!

As a result, Long Aotian's costume, which was supposed to be a tights with black and red lines, was given up by Zhuo Wensheng, that's right, he was directly naked and summoned with the finishing touch.

"......!!" In the inner world, Long Aotian, who was originally looking forward to his gorgeous arrival, couldn't help but be stunned, and came back to his senses, but before he had time to scold, he was summoned by Zhuo Wen from the inner world to the real world.

Calmly put down the pen, Zhuo Wen raised his head, opened his eyes and stared at the painting, his eyes did not blink, he wanted to see the true face of this bewitching goblin, and he wanted to know what kind of expression and posture this goblin who did not put himself in his eyes would show later, his face was full of anticipation.

As soon as the painting is completed, a wave of painting is soaring into the sky, and at the same time, Zhuo Shan also ushered in the light of ascension, as long as there is a little more time to brew, he can completely become a great painter in the shape of the realm, however, no matter how big the movement, can not disturb his determination to watch Long Aotian's sassy and heroic appearance.

"Come on, big-breasted queen, and let me see if you're the real thing. Although Zhuo Wen's expression was a little stiff due to the sequelae, he also showed some unashamed and impatient expectations at this time.

When the painting burned out, Long Aotian's proud ketone body also appeared in the real world.

However, unlike the imaginary daughter's shameful state, Long Aotian's naked fruit body came down, just looking at Zhuo Wen coldly with a bewitching gaze looking downward, and she had no intention of hiding it at all, or rather, she didn't feel the need to hide it at all, she was a painting spirit evolved from a painting spirit, and her worldview was naturally different from that of humans.

"Yo... Master, are you really funny?" The rose-like red lips slightly curled up a hint of frosty and playful arc, but he saw Long Aotian walking towards Zhuo Wen step by step.

The tall figure, the proud curves, when he walked, he shook and swayed, full of vitality, and any details of the upper and lower parts of the ketone body were reflected in Zhuo Wen's sight, which couldn't help but make him blush and heartbeat, and have a feeling of cold sweat.

Long Aotian did not shy away from it, so that Zhuo Wen had a very bad premonition, she took a step closer, Zhuo Wen took a step back, and finally, Zhuo Wen was forced to the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

"Aotian... Don't make a fuss, what do you want to do? I'm your master. Looking at the ketone body that was close enough to make countless people rebel, Zhuo Wen's face showed an embarrassed smile.

Long Aotian smiled, stretched out one hand, and knocked Zhuo Wenbi up: "Hey, doesn't the master want to see if the concubine body is real? ”

"It's... I'm actually just joking......" Zhuo Wen tried to explain, but Long Aotian got closer to Zhuo Wen as if he hadn't heard it.

"Na, master, what do you say, is the concubine's body real?" With the bewitching and pretty face close at hand, the two soft mountains also pressed on Zhuo Wen's chest, a weak and boneless finger, when she spoke, followed by a circle on Zhuo Wen's chest, the ambiguous touch scratched Zhuo Wen with goosebumps and itching.

"Aotian... You calm down..."At this moment, Zhuo Wen's face almost turned into a boiling kettle, only to feel that there were countless grass and mud horses galloping and whistling in his heart, Nima, what about the shy picture that was said, what is going on with this rhythm that is pushed backwards!? )