Liu Laodao hesitated for a while before he said, "Uh...... I hurt my hand the day before yesterday. ”

Xuan Chengzi and everyone set their eyes on Liu Laodao's hands. Although the hand was not beautiful and not delicate, it was complete and there was no wound in sight.

Xuan Chengzi smiled and said, "Daoist friends are laughing." This is where the hand hurts. ”

"Master, it's an internal injury. Li Yunxin knelt beside Liu Laodao and said sadly, "Before the family teacher, I met a dog on the side of the street. The dog barked at the master. The tutor ignored him, but the dog still barked. The tutor slapped him in the face, but he hurt his hand. ”

He looked at Ling Kongzi again: "This is really a sad story." ”

His tone and style are serious, but he is a little out of the ordinary. Xuan Chengzi's face turned cold, and he was about to have a seizure.

But Ling Kongzi smiled softly: "Okay." Interesting. Then don't let him do it. ”

Hearing Ling Kongzi say this, the eyes of the people at the table darkened. But when I heard her next sentence, it lit up again.

Ling Kongzi pointed at Li Yunxin: "You come to do this killing intent." I have made a rare scroll, and I will grant you a request. If you can't do it, I'm going to embarrass you. ”

"Ah......" Li Yunxin blinked, looking very embarrassed, "This kind of rare scroll...... It's hard. ”

Xuan Chengzi quickly tightened his face and coughed.

If you don't cough, he'll laugh.

He laughed at the kid...... On weekdays, I am used to being stubborn in the market, and I follow Liu Laodao again, and I have never seen the world. Hippie smiling face, rolling and selling well, how can it be done on this occasion?!

How could he not be angry when he saw his disrespectful appearance and gags at the table regardless of his identity and etiquette!

It's visible now.

Hehe...... Rare scrolls.

He Xuan Chengzi himself may not be able to make a treasure scroll in this life, and Liu Laodao is even more not...... What's more, he's a little Taoist boy?!

He leaned over slightly, and the prefect on the same side said, "The fairy is angry." ”

"Yes. The prefect frowned and glanced at Liu Laodao and Li Yunxin, "You old thing wants to be angry, but you anger the master, you should be careful to get angry." ”

Xuan Chengzi smiled: "I have my own measure." But these two people can't be allowed to walk out of this building in a good way. ”

"That old man usually swaggers and cheats by calling our name, and I don't care about him when he thinks he is begging for food. When I saw this little boy today, I really didn't know whether he was alive or dead. If this son is not removed, it will not be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart—when I grow up, I will be a curse. ”

The prefect waved his hand disappreciatively: "Alas. You've been so anxious for more than ten years. But then, how did he come to this table?"

Xuan Chengzi smiled disdainfully: "I also thought of this before, so I didn't bother with him, I'm afraid that there is a secret origin, and we have never known about it." Seeing him like this today, and seeing that Pei Jiezi again, don't you know?"

"It's a pity that a generation of national hand Dao Meizi masters, grandsons are like this. You see he's on that table now, looking stupid and stupid, alas...... I've heard that it's only a woman. The night before in the gathering hall, the girl in the heart of the lake ......"

"Huh, is the girl in the lake his ......?"

"Isn't it? Spend the night with him, and then he dies violently. This Pei Jiezi, at first sight, realized that it was a wine bag and rice bag. It must have been the five-digit artistic conception of what some vulgar things said about jokes, and it was taken seriously. Really...... Alas. ”

When the prefect heard this, he only stared, was heartbroken, and muttered: "Alas, blame me, blame me...... I wanted to take the center of the lake for a long time. Alas......"

The two of them whispered this, and then looked at Ling Kongzi, but only found that the fairy looked at Li Yunxin and did not make a sound.

They could all see her face, but they couldn't see her face clearly—they all thought it was a fairy trick to cover their own faces.

So I thought that this immortal was really angry...... It's time for thunder.

The fairy here pointed out that he wanted the little boy to paint on behalf of the teacher, and someone also brought pen and ink up.

Ordinary pen and ink, ordinary paper. Even if four artistic conception painters use this painting tool, the things they make will have to be discounted...... Not to mention this child.

Xuan Chengzi's heart is open, and he feels comfortable all over. When Dao Tong pressed a paperweight for him, he bowed his hand to Ling Kongzi: "Fairy, old Dao, I heard the sound of wind and rain just now, and I actually heard a little killing aura. A few days ago, I saw General Pei's broken formation diagram, and I have an understanding at this moment. Old man, I'm going to make a picture for the fairy - "Night Rain Killing Picture"!"

Ling Kongzi didn't say anything, only nodded slightly.

Xuan Chengzi has said so much that it has attracted people's attention. Although the wild Taoist priests sympathized with Liu Laodao and didn't like this Xuanchengzi's style, they knew that he had real skills.

It will also benefit a lot to watch the artistic conception painter paint, so they all bated their breath to look at him.

But when he saw this Xuanchengzi, he first dipped a large pen in thick ink, and threw it on the paper!

This hand, people are shocked - what is this?!

But seeing that he smiled unhurriedly, took another pen, dipped it in water, and in that thick ink, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and danced wildly.

Then, as soon as he raised his hand, he threw the pen to the ground, stood up, took a deep breath, blew at the mass of ink, and raised his hand to remove the painting from the mat!

At this time, people saw the painting again......

They all gasped.

The thick ink he had poured on him had become thick and faint because of the halo of water—it had become a billowing cloud of rain. And in this rain cloud, there are two ink dragons, entangled and fighting, only showing only one claw and scale!

This painting can be painted by ordinary people.

But with this way of drawing...... It's really a master!

"What a picture of "Night Rain Killing"!"

Another great painter cheered on the spot!

This sentence is indeed not a boast. It's because of this painting, anyone with a little skill can see it......

This is a famous volume!

Shuanglong fights in the rain clouds, although he can't see the beginning and the end, he can also feel the killing meaning that is not triggered in this picture!

This Xuan Chengzi actually made the third famous scroll in his life tonight!

Even Liu Laodao's face changed. Although he is an opponent, he also has a heart for painting - how good it would be to be able to make this painting himself!

Li Yunxin smiled and looked at Xuan Chengzi's heroic appearance, and hurriedly clapped his hands: "Awesome!"

Xuan Chengzi handed over the painting to the servant at this time, and turned to him with a look of pride on his face: "You little Taoist boy, you boasted with me about Haikou before. Now there's a volley fairy on top - it's time to make a move, let's see?!"

Li Yunxin smiled: "I know that there are some happy times in life, but it is rare. ”

"Like now—you've had an orgasm in front of the fairy, and it's refreshing. I wanted you to be happy a little longer. ”

"Then you can't wait to die...... Okay. I'll come too. ”

"I'll just have a ...... Hmm, "Perverted Eating Picture". ”