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Liu Chuanfeng was surprised, is this still Han Qiongzhi? Why don't I remember that she is so beautiful, and she admires Li Qingshan's five-body throw. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

Sun Fu pulled his sleeves, Liu Chuanfeng came to his senses, and hurriedly walked away.

Chu Danqing glanced at it even more, and didn't dare to look at it again, with the painter's keen eye, he recognized it at a glance, this was the woman who was drunk that day, shouting to accompany the wine, and was seen by such a beautiful woman, Chu Danqing almost hid his face, for fear of recognizing her.

But in Han Qiongzhi's eyes, there is no one else at this moment.

Li Qingshan held Han Qiongzhi's hand and said with a smile: "When I win, let's go to Qinghe Mansion to play!" Although boating is cheap and easy to occupy, the lively and noisy place is more in line with her temperament!

Han Qiongzhi's face was slightly red: "If you win, I will give you a gift as a reward." ”

Li Qingshan couldn't help but look her up and down, the brute waist tied up by the brocade belt, the tall and crisp breasts that seemed to be about to break out, and the hips that supported the long skirt were even more reverie, the so-called gift was ......

Han Qiongzhi reprimanded: "Don't think nonsense, it's just a gift." ”

"Then let's go swim in the lake!" Li Qingshan whispered in his ear, if he didn't hold her in his arms and caress her wantonly, it would be a violent thing.

"Don't even think about it. Han Qiongzhi glanced at him and pushed him, let's go!

The hundreds of disciples in the stands took this scene in their eyes, and Li Qingshan and Han Qiongzhi became a couple, although it was no secret for a long time. But when I saw that scene with my own eyes, I couldn't help but be amazed.

"Second Senior Sister has been like a different person recently, she even wears this kind of clothes, Li Qingshan, this kid doesn't know what virtue he has accumulated?" A Legalist disciple sighed, how could Han Qiongzhi care about what to wear before.

"Don't be red-eyed, now you can feast your eyes on it. It used to be a ...... of terrible."

"How was it before?"

The two looked up. I didn't know when, Han Qiongzhi had arrived in front of him, glaring at them. His heart trembled, and he hurriedly saluted: "Second Senior Sister." ”

"Hmph, I'll teach you a lesson when I go back!" Han Qiongzhi's face was full of anger. Seeing Wang Pushi beckoning to him, he stepped lightly on the high platform and came to Wang Pushi's side.

Glancing at each other, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, the second senior sister's recent temper is very good.

At this time, Li Qingshan stepped into the arena and was greeted with cheers, Li Qingshan, who was from an ordinary background. It smacks of civilian heroes.

Two long cases were placed at both ends of the martial arts arena, and Li Qingshan and Chu Danqing stood behind the long case. Separated by a long distance. Look at each other and make eye contact. Sparks fly.

Liu Changqing read out the rules of the competition and affirmed the bets agreed upon by both parties: "Please two chief disciples, get ready!"

"Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers!" Han Qiongzhi frowned.

"What is that?" Wang Pushi said strangely, although his cultivation was much higher than Han Qiongzhi's, these interesting allusions were not as good as these family disciples. Moreover, because of Li Qingshan, Han Qiongzhi also made a special investigation of Chu Shidao, and he is naturally no stranger to this famous painting.

After listening to Han Qiongzhi's explanation, Wang Pu smiled honestly: "It seems that that kid wants to win a rival in love, Qiongzhi, you have to be careful." ”

Han Qiongzhi said: "Even the commander has to make fun of me, I don't believe I can't compare to a painting!"

Wang Pushi laughed: "This is not necessarily. ”

"If you say it again, I'm not going to stand here. Han Qiongzhi was stunned, and she also heard that many cultivators spent a lot of money to ask Master Chu for a picture of a beautiful woman, which was hung in the cave, and came and went as soon as it was called, without worrying about right and wrong.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, you see, it's started. ”

For this calligraphy and painting duel, everyone is curious, how will the two of them divide the winner?

I saw that Chu Danqing had unfolded the painting scroll on the long case, and said loudly: "Li Qingshan, this painting is called "Hell Fu", I spent three months conceiving and painting it in three months, extremely terrifying, if I have no choice, I don't want to paint such a painting, if you are interested, it is too late to admit defeat now, otherwise wait, maybe even you will be injured!"

Chu Shidao stood on the high platform behind Chu Danqing, saw the painting at a glance, and was also shocked, stroking his beard and smiling, the old man was relieved, Chu Danqing not only inherited his skills, but also won the blue out of the blue.

In this battle, the winner has been decided!

Li Qingshan put a thin album on the long case: "This book, it took me an hour to conceive, a day to make zuò, a month to spread, I don't know what the effect is, you can experience it yourself!"

"Qingshan, you got the wrong book!" Liu Chuanfeng was also on the high platform not far behind Li Qingshan, his face full of anxiety.

Li Qingshan waved his hand without looking back: "Don't worry, that's right!"

"Since you are so obsessed, let's experience the horrors of hell!" Chu Danqing pointed like a sword, pointed forward, and the painting flew up.

Blazing colors, flooding the paper, but there is only one color - red!

Crimson, fiery red, blood red. The crimson mountains are craggy and weird, the boundless sea of fire is burning, and the blood-red river is churning and flowing.

All those who focused their eyes on this painting were shaken all over their bodies, and a terrifying and crazy thought rushed to their faces. What a picture of hell it is, with countless evil spirits and demons suffering endlessly.

Gradually, this fantasy becomes real, and one by one evil spirits leap down from the mountains, rushing in the sea of fire, floating in rivers of blood, and rushing out of the painting.

The tall body, the red skin, the twisted limbs, the hoarse roar, the empty eyes, are filled with boundless resentment and hatred. One, two, dozens of evil spirits crawl out of the painting, as if crawling out of hell, to take revenge on the world.

At this moment, it was as if a nightmare had come true!

Screams erupted from the stands, and many of the friars changed their faces.

Han Qiongzhi didn't feel afraid, compared to the ancient wind city in the past, the Black Lotus Altar Master's means of killing, this kind of hell, in the end, lacked some sense of reality, just worried about Li Qingshan.

Wang Pushi said with a smile: "The breath from the Hell Dao, this painting is very suitable for my Legalist family, it can be regarded as a closed disciple by Old Man Chu and cultivated for ten years, it is really not an easy person, Li Qingshan is in trouble." ”

Chu Danqing remembered the situation when he first started painting in retreat, often painting, and suddenly rolled on the ground with regret, and slammed his head against the wall in shame.

Thinking that he had been practicing penance for ten years, and that he had just come out of the mountain, he had become the laughing stock of everyone, and that he would never be liked by the friars again, and that he would go crazy, as if he were in hell and being burned by fire.

Eventually, he poured this crazy idea into the painting and conceived this painting "Hell Fu", which depicts endless evil ghosts in an endless space.

Li Qingshan, you brought it on yourself!

Li Qingshan's face did not change with a smile, and he said, "By the way, I forgot to mention the name of my book." Suddenly, his face was solemn, he waved his hand, and shouted: "Come out, magic pen Ma Liang!"

The Great Yan Rune suddenly burst out with extremely bright light, and with Li Qingshan's wave of his hand, the faith and willingness of tens of millions of people gathered and condensed.

A young man wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat and holding a paintbrush appeared in the martial arts arena, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a righteous and awe-inspiring face, standing in front of the ghosts, but he was not afraid.

Han Qiongzhi was surprised: "This is!"

The audience was silent, and Chu Tian laughed wildly: "Li Qingshan, do you want to win with a child? This guy won't be what you were at the beginning, right? I heard that you are also from the village." ”

Since Chu Tian was defeated by Li Qingshan, he has been indomitable, lying on his back, and ready to take revenge at any time, but thinking about that thing, he still can't show it in front of everyone, so he endures it, and watching Li Qingshan fail to make a move is a great joy in his life.

Although the other hundred disciples would no longer wantonly ridicule Li Qingshan, the thoughts in their hearts were the same as Chu Tian, how could such an ordinary teenager have the strength to compete with evil ghosts?

Compared with the horror of "Hell Fu", this magic pen Ma Liang is indeed like a joke.

"Oh, it's over!" Liu Chuanfeng was anxious.

Sun Fubai said calmly: "Senior brother, don't worry, Qingshan has its own measure, I heard a rumor recently." "A rumor about the magic pen Maleon.

"Li Qingshan, you are really despicable!" Chu Danqing looked at Ma Liang, a half-grown young man with a poor face, as if he saw himself at the beginning, and asked him to drive the evil ghost to kill him, and he really couldn't bear it at all.

"Despicable?" Li Qingshan was strange, but he didn't pay attention to it so much.

Ma Liang looked focused, raised his magic pen, and quickly drew in the void. The power of the Great Yan Rune is constantly transformed into his power.

Under the amazed eyes of everyone, a golden boot slammed on the martial arts arena.

A golden-armored god-man wearing golden armor and holding a golden gold in his hand walked out of the void, and the golden gold in his hand pointed directly at the evil ghost.

The shape of the golden-armored god is simple and naïve, and there is even a pair of golden wings on his back, just like a child's fantasy of heavenly soldiers and generals, but the momentum he exudes is no longer under the evil ghost. Chu Tian, who was laughing heartily, suddenly closed his mouth.

Chu Danqing opened his mouth wide, isn't this their painter's ability? How can a novelist's conjured characters also have such means?

Chu Shidao shouted: "Danqing, what are you waiting for?"

The golden-armored god man spread his wings and soared into the sky, facing the rising sun in the east, swooping down and turning into a touch of golden light. Jin Ge pierced a demon in his hand, and the demon trembled and dispersed.

Chu Danqing reacted immediately, and the demons roared and pounced on the Golden Armor Godman. The golden armor god man flew into the sky again, holding Jin Ge, circling back and forth.

The despair on Liu Chuanfeng's face suddenly turned into surprise. Han Qiongzhi shouted, "Qingshan, it's good." ”

Li Qingshan felt a little sorry for the desire power he had consumed, this was not true qi, use a little less. At this time, I don't care about these things, in front of my girlfriend, I always have to be happy to win this scene!

Ma Liang used the second golden-armored god drawn by the magic pen in his hand and walked out of the void.

"Chu Danqing, today, I want to use the means of a painter to defeat you, so that you can see and understand, our novelists are amazing!"

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