Arrogant Snake King: Snake Concubine, give me a hug

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Ling Xiaotu pursed her lips,

"And me?"

"You can go and look at the paintings, and take out the ones you like." Xuanyuan Xuantian said, turning around to look at the little radish demon, indicating that it can help Ling Xiaotu remove those simple bulletproof glass covers.

Ling Xiaotu nodded, feeling for the first time that Xuanyuan Xuantian's opinion could be adopted. [

"Xuanyuan Xuantian,,,," Zhongli Yirui wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xuanyuan Xuantian's inspection.

Xuanyuan Xuantian walked to the painting, stretched out his hand and ignited a blue flame.

Blue flames circled around the painting in the air, as if melting, and got into the bulletproof glass cover.

The corner of the painting was stained cracklingly, Ling Xiaotu's eyes widened, it's fine for this guy to steal the national treasure, now he just burns the national treasure.

What an arrogant and heinous act of evil!Sure enough, the snake man is an incomplete barbaric race!Don't know how to cherish the cultural heritage of mankind at all? !

Ling Xiaotu suddenly widened her eyes, watching the scene.

If it was ordinary paper, it would have been burnt to ashes by Xuanyuan Xuantian's profound energy.

But this painting is only ignited bit by bit, the blue fire seems to be carefully burning every inch of the painting to ashes.

The most frightening thing is that as the blue fire burns and advances, there will be extremely miserable screams in the whole room.

Xuanyuan Xuantian actually wants to use fire to force them out, because these monsters are hiding in this picture scroll, if the carrier they live in disappears, they will also disappear together.

Ling Xiaotu looked at Xuanyuan Xuantian who was expressionless and indifferent, and couldn't help but secretly startled. The extremely tragic screams followed by the burning black smoke made people shudder as if on a terrible battlefield.

But Xuanyuan Xuantian remained graceful and silent, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

The look in his eyes is so lonely, not the bloodlust when he met a demon, but a real emptiness and loneliness.

Of course, these ghosts are probably just in large numbers, and they have no strength to fight against him at all, so he has this expression.

It's like a dealer who kills fish and chickens in a vegetable market. It's just a callous job, not cruel at all.

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