"Tap, yes, that's it......"

Under Victor's command, Lin Xiao's calligraphy finally unfolded.

Earl Mufeng walked over slowly, and before he could get closer, he asked about the smell of ink, which was obviously a new work.

Who has such treatment?

This position is the highest specification of the master's work, and if you want to place it in this position, you must be quite famous master.

However, I haven't heard of a new work by a well-known master lately.

A work of art is not a cabbage on the street, it does not mean that you can create it if you want to, and it takes a master to have a satisfactory work in his lifetime.

Of course, there are also masters who produce a work in a few months, but the quality has dropped a lot.

Who in the end has such a high salary, the work has just come out, and it is immediately placed in this position.

This immediately made Earl Mufeng a little more interested.

Earl Mufeng's gaze fell on Lin Xiao's words.

"Angry Hair Rushes to the Crown......"

Count Woodwind felt like a fierce tiger slaughtering him!

It's a tiger killing!

Earl Mu Feng's pupils suddenly opened, and he couldn't help but take a step back, his heartbeat suddenly picking up.

"Leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests ......"

Count Mufeng felt entangled in the spirit snake again, and he was strangled uncomfortably, like a fish out of water.

The spirit snake kills!

"Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and ...... fiercely"

Earl Mufeng felt that a spirit snake was dancing, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the murderous aura hit the sky.

His pupils seemed to be hallucinating.

The snake dances, the tiger roars, and the wolf runs......

A terrifying killing force swept in.

Caught off guard, Count Mufeng roared.

"Ahh

Victor and the others were taken aback.

At this moment, many people have gathered in the exhibition hall, including students from the West Point School and people from other places.

Earl Mufeng's shout attracted everyone's attention, and he walked over curiously to see what was going on.

"It's a pair of words."

The people who came around looked at this calligraphy and painting curiously, with a strange look in their eyes.

They don't have the artistic quality of Earl Mufeng, and they can't see the subtleties between the lines, but they all feel the killing power in the words!

In his mind, a picture of swords and swords appeared, slashing across the air, angry arrows like a shower, terrifying!

As they got closer, the feeling intensified, and they hurriedly stepped back.

"This feeling is amazing, I was frightened just now, and I broke out in a cold sweat." A senior said.

"I feel this way too, like a rain arrow shooting at me!" Another senior student said in a slightly hurried voice.

"This calligraphy is really magical, is there magic? Who wrote it? ”

Lin Xiao did not leave his own signature under the words.

Everyone is talking about this magical calligraphy and painting, and different people have different feelings when they see it, but one thing can be confirmed, this painting can easily trigger their emotions.

What a terrible word!

At this moment, Count Mufeng, who had come to his senses, tried his best to control his excitement, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Good word!

This is a good word with killing power!

Earl Mufeng was a soldier when he was young and knew what killing was.

He hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time, and he couldn't imagine that he could feel it in a pair of words, it was incredible.

You must know that there is killing intent on the weapon, which makes people feel that there is a killing potential, and there is also a killing potential on the beast, but it is the first time that he feels the killing potential from the artwork.

This is an excellent collectible.

Earl Mufeng turned his head to look at Victor next to him and said, "How much does this piece cost?" ”

Victor's eyes lit up, and the expression on Count Mu Feng's face just now showed that he had a strong interest in Lin Xiaozi.

Not only him, but also many people around him have a lot of interest in this painting.

With a keen business acumen, he immediately smelled money.

Lin Xiao wants to make a lot of money!

Victor said solemnly: "I don't know the specifics, this painting is auctioned, wait for tonight, this is the words written by the palace-level master, I believe you have felt the special artistic conception contained in it, and its value depends on you." ”

Earl Mufeng couldn't help but laugh in his heart, he could see that these three young people should be students in the West Point School, and they were not fuel-efficient lamps.

Earl Mu Feng has studied the calligraphy and painting and history of the Yan Kingdom, this is the calligraphy in the history books, where is there a palace level, but these words are indeed magical.

Earl Mufeng was very curious about who wrote these words, but he could only wait for tonight's auction.

In addition, it is better to know as few people as possible about such a work, and if others can see that there is a killing power in this painting, then the price to pay for it yourself must be much higher than you expected.

"Well, young people are very good at talking."

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation at the door.

"These words seem to have a murderous ......"

Earl Mufeng's forehead immediately protruded with a green tendon, what an idiot!

He turned his head and saw that it was not his old rival, the Count of Monte Cristo?

The Count of Monte Cristo was also a collector, and his wealth was not under his own.

How did he come.

Earl Mu Feng rolled his eyes, naturally he saw it, and shouted loudly, do you want the whole world to know?

The Count of Monte Cristo wears a long black hat and is also on crutches, but his crutches are golden and stand out.

The Count of Monte Cristo also noticed the Count of Woodwind, and both of them behaved very friendly when they met.

"This work is really good, but it's not a shocking work, it has a certain collection value, but it's not too high, the Count of Monte Cristo is interested?" Earl Mufeng asked tentatively.

"Look, you seem interested?"

"It's okay, I don't study calligraphy and painting much, but it feels more pleasing to the eye." Count Mufeng pretended not to care very much.

The Count of Monte Cristo smiled.

This old fox, you think I don't know your thoughts, but I must have taken a fancy to this work.

At this moment, in another corner of the crowd, a hunchbacked teenager took a picture of the font with his mobile phone and quickly sent it out.

On the other end of the phone, Geraint's phone vibrate, he clicked on the picture, stared at the font, and immediately felt murderous!

Ranjet closed his eyes and felt the killing......

After a long while, Geraint suddenly opened her eyes, and there was a look of admiration.

"A piece of calligraphy contains such a murderous aura! It's really exciting, if you kill the ugly star and pull the hatred to the maximum, I, a cannibal, will have a chance to become the head of the 12 paladins! Cassia wait, I will propose to you in the highest glory of a knight. ”

A beautiful woman came to Jaylant's mind, and she pulled out a picture from her pocket.

In the photo is a beautiful woman.