In this iron-blooded chamber of commerce, he won the attention of the president and the five vice presidents.

has the qualifications to be on an equal footing with them, except for these people, other people can't get into his eyes.

Because he is a cultivator of the soul of the gods, or a catastrophe of the realm of scattered immortals, he will have such treatment.

Because in this world, there will be one soul cultivator out of a thousand people, and his identity can be imagined as noble.

The so-called scarcity is expensive, and that's it.

The gatekeeper in bright silver armor and with a spear erected greeted him respectfully when he saw that it was Mr. Zhang.

He ignored it, and entered it with his nostrils facing upward.

Inside the Chamber of Commerce, in a room furnished to the utmost luxury, a groan of pain came from the bed of Kai Kai.

His sternum was shattered and he was badly injured and would not be able to recover for a while.

A middle-aged man with a tall body, like a standing human bear, looked at all this with a look of rage on his face.

He is Zhang Tianba, the president of the Iron and Blood Chamber of Commerce, and Zhang Kaidrunk's father.

This middle-aged man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a wide body, and a fat body, is the helmsman of the huge Chamber of Commerce of the Iron and Blood Chamber of Commerce.

Seeing that his son was so seriously injured, seeing that the Jinke Grand Ceremony was coming, he was afraid that he would not be able to participate, and his anger would not be able to be contained.

His whole body was rolling and galloping with terrifying fluctuations, like a few stars rushing and rotating in his body, and his whole body was glowing with a touch of substantial essence.

His strength is extremely strong, and he has obviously reached the "Star Aperture Heavenly Wheel Realm." "I already have the power of a few stars in my body.

In this state of uncontrollable anger in his heart, the power in his body was rolling and rushing, like a torrent about to be vented.

Zhang Kaiba snorted coldly and said: "Don't worry, no matter who it is, my father will find him out and break his bones one by one, my Zhang Tianba's son, there are people who dare to move, he is absolutely dead." ”

"Father, you must beat him to death for the child and crush him to ashes. Zhang Kai said drunken and angry, and coughed again.

Pulling the wound, even blood coughed out between coughs, which made Zhang Tianba extremely distressed.

A figure walked and appeared at the door of the room, it was Mr. Zhang.

Seeing Mr. Zhang come back, Zhang Tianba's face showed a slight hint of joy, and he hurriedly asked, "Sir, have you found the animal that injured the drunken child?" ”

Mr. Zhang shook his head and sighed, "I don't know that...... Where did the livestock flee to, these **** searched for Huxian Ridge, but they didn't find half of it, sorry president. ”

Mr. Zhang didn't dare to say, "Livestock." But in order to make himself the same as before, he still said it in his old tone.

"It's not your fault, it's really not easy to find someone out of a daze. Zhang Tianba waved his hand, nodded and said: "No matter who he is, he must die, I have already found the painting saint in the capital." "Start painting his portrait, it should be almost done. ”

"Oh!!" Mr. Zhang was surprised, feeling a little bad.

The reason why he is called a painting saint is because the people or objects he paints are lifelike, incomparably real, and so real that they can be faked and real.

This man once painted on a boulder in the suburbs, and painted a fierce tiger on the stone, which made people think that there was really a tiger there, and no one dared to pass by it.

He was revered as the "saint of painting." "With just the pen in your hand, everything is as if it were real.

Find this person to paint a portrait of Ouyang Yan, even if it is just through the description in other people's mouths, he can also draw a ** without leaving the ten.

In this way, wouldn't Ouyang Yan's appearance be able to escape the eyes of Zhang Tianba and even the entire Iron and Blood Chamber of Commerce?

Mr. Zhang was pinched into life and death, and after mastering the lifeline, he was a little worried about Ouyang Yan.

Because he and Ouyang Yan have reached a point where they are both prosperous and dead.

His main soul is still controlled by Ouyang Yan, and if something happens to Ouyang Yan, he will also be implicated.

Actually, he's just thinking about himself.

Mr. Zhang opened his mouth and said, "President, then I'll go to the painting sanctuary and get the portrait." We'll do it again. ”

Zhang Tianba nodded, he saw that Mr. Zhang seemed to be eager to help him find the murderer, and he was a little moved in his heart.

Mr. Zhang left, got out of the Iron and Blood Chamber of Commerce, and went straight to the Painting Saint Mansion.

His eagerness touched Zhang Tianba, and seeing the back of Mr. Zhang's eagerness, he nodded, and was very grateful to this Mr. Zhang, who had done his best to help himself in the Iron and Blood Chamber of Commerce, and was now tired of running around for his son.

"You must not let Miao Peanut draw the appearance of the child. Mr. Zhang thought in his heart, his pace was faster.

If Zhang Tianba knows his thoughts, I don't know how he will feel, I am afraid that he will vomit three liters of blood.

Mr. Zhang hurriedly came to the mansion of the painting saint and saw the painting saint Miao peanut who was drinking and having fun and painting with a pen.

He drank to himself, holding a wine glass in one hand and a golden brush the thickness of an arm.

This pen is his magic pen, even the brush hairs are like golden whiskers, wandering on the white paper, casually drawing quite a meaningful landscape map.

Mr. Zhang didn't bother, he knew the rules of Miao Peanut, and anyone who came to see him was watching when he was painting, so don't disturb him.

When the last stroke is completed, a picture of the landscape is very beautiful, and the rising landscape map jumps onto the paper, as if the smoke inside and the clouds in the sky are moving.

His paintings are very magical, refreshing, everything in the paintings seems to be alive, as if they are real.

"It's really breathtaking. Mr. Zhang stared at the painting for a while, fascinated by everything in the painting, and hurriedly admired it and gave it a thumbs up.

"Mr. Zhang, please be seated. Miao Hua rolled up her sleeves, turned around, and said hello.

His face was fair, as if he was like a woman's skin, and his whole temperament was also abnormally sven, but that little bit of sickness added a trace of melancholy to his whole person.

I have to say that Miao Huahua has a feminine beauty, although he is a man, but it can only be described as beautiful.

After Mr. Zhang sat down, he smiled and said, "I don't know if the painting saint can draw the portrait." ”

"Mr. Zhang, please wait a moment. Miao Peanut nodded, beckoned, and a maid entered inside, and finally took a scroll and drew it.

Miao Peanut said: "This is the portrait drawn through the description, Mr. Zhang looked at it to see if he was satisfied. ”

Zhang Xian listened to Miao Huahua while slowly unfolding the picture scroll.

When the scroll unfolded, Mr. Zhang was stunned when he saw the person in the painting.

This is almost like Ouyang Yan standing in front of him, and the painting is so vivid.

ps: Today's fourth watch, for Xue'er's promotion to the alliance leader, thank you Xue'er's alliance leader, for giving me such an honor for the first time, there is no way to repay it, only to add more. I also ask for a collection recommendation. Those who have the ability can give a small reward and occupy a fan position