Ten Miles of Peach Blossom Drunk Breeze

Chapter 311 Star Soul Wins

Su Wanyue looked at the painting on Xinghun's face, and said in surprise: "This is bastard? Why does the master of this pavilion look like a stunted toad?"

"Pfft...hahaha..."

As soon as Su Wanyue finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter, Xinghun gritted his teeth and stared at Chen Yao, wishing he could rush up to fight him.

How dare this hateful guy draw a toad on his face?

Murong Zhi's eyes were smiling, she looked at Chen Yao and said, "This toad is not bad at drawing, but today's drawing is bastard, so..."

Chen Yao's face turned red, toad?In fact, he felt that although his paintings were not as good as An Wu's, he still wouldn't look like a toad, right?

Su Wanyue looked at the painting on Chen Yao's face, and then asked Xinghun suspiciously: "Why is this bastard so thin like a bamboo pole? Could it be malnutrition?"

Murong Zhi nodded, with a slight smile in her eyes, she agreed with her face: "Yue'er is right, this bastard is indeed as thin as a bamboo pole, but he still looks a bit like a bastard."

After finishing the words, Murong Zhi said to Xinghun again: "The drawing is a bit unsatisfactory, you should practice hard..."

Hearing Su Wanyue and Murong Zhi's comments, Xinghun's face collapsed, as thin as a bamboo pole?It shouldn't be that exaggerated, right?He thinks that he draws pretty well!
Seeing that Xing Hun's painting failed, Chen Yao heaved a sigh of relief, and a glint of gloating flashed in his eyes.

Su Wanyue turned her head to look at the painting on Anwu's face, and frowned, "What is this? Could it be a duck?"

Hearing Su Wanyue's evaluation, An Wu's face froze, he always felt that there was something wrong with these words.

Yasha blushed, pointed at An Wu's face, and cheekily explained to Su Wanyue: "Return to Pavilion Master, this is bastard."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a burst of laughter, "Pfft, hahaha..."

Anwu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he stared coldly at the fingers pointing at his face, as if he wished to chop off Yasha's claws pointing at his face immediately.

Sensing Anwu's fierce eyes, Yasha withdrew his fingers in embarrassment, and explained to him: "The crap I'm talking about is your face, I'm not talking about you."

"puff……"

This time even Su Wanyue almost couldn't help laughing out loud, it's better not to explain this explanation!

Sure enough, after hearing Yasha's words, An Wu's face not only didn't get better, but became even uglier.

Su Wanyue then turned her head to look at Yasha's face, then shook her head and sighed: "This turtle is barely drawn, but it's a pity that it's not bastard..."

An Wu was taken aback for a moment, what he drew was obviously a bastard, why did the pavilion master say it was a turtle?
Afterwards, An Wu's face froze, could it be that the pavilion master still remembered those words he said?So no matter how much he painted, she would completely deny it?
Thinking of this, Anwu's face collapsed, and he felt wronged for a while, hoping that the deputy cabinet master would be fair to him.

What Anwu thought of, other people naturally thought of it too, except Xinghun's complexion is not bad, Yasha and Chenyao look remorseful.

A smile flashed across Murong Zhi's eyes, and he naturally understood Su Wanyue's meaning in his heart, so he looked at the well-painted bastard on Yasha's face, and said deliberately: "Even if this turtle is well drawn, it can't be drawn. After all, you can't become a bastard, so this painting obviously doesn't meet the requirements for this time."

Hearing Murong Zhi's words, secretly expecting the deputy cabinet master to be fair to him, An Wu couldn't help but turn dark...

Well, the deputy cabinet master and the cabinet master are obviously in the same camp, and the deputy cabinet master makes judgments completely according to the pavilion master's wishes. Do you expect him to be fair?Might as well hope that the sun comes out from the west.

Xinghun looked at Su Wanyue hopefully and said, "I don't know which one of the four paintings... the pavilion master thinks is the best?"

Although the owner of the pavilion said that the bastard he drew was as skinny as a bamboo pole, at least she admitted that she was drawing bastards, while the others were said to be toads, ducks and turtles, so he still had a lot to say. Big odds.

Su Wanyue glanced at him with a smile, "If you only talk about this painting skill, none of them can catch the eyes of this pavilion master, but if you compare the four of you..."

Seeing the four of them looking at her nervously, Su Wanyue continued with a smile: "One of you draws like a toad, one draws like a duck, and the other draws a turtle, so you failed all of these. Compared with these three paintings, the thin bastard who looks like a bamboo pole is barely a passing grade."

Afterwards, Su Wanyue turned her head to look at Murong Zhi, and said with a smile, "What does Murong think?"

Although Xinghun was the first to attack Su Wanyue, but because he did not speak ill of Su Wanyue, Su Wanyue decided to show mercy and let him go.

Murong Zhi's handsome face is as warm and moist as jade, the wine glass in his hand is turned lightly, and he smiles like a spring breeze. Looking at Su Wanyue, he said: "Chen Yao painted a toad, Yasha painted a duck, and An Wu painted a turtle. Xinghun drew bastards, so the winner today is naturally Xinghun."

Hearing the two people's words, Xinghun was excited, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee, gratefully said: "My subordinate thanked the Pavilion Master, and thanked the Deputy Pavilion Master."

Hearing the result, the other three looked at Xinghun with envy and hatred. They knew in their hearts that the competition was unfair, but they could only hold it in their stomachs.

Otherwise, if the pavilion master is angered, I'm afraid their end will be worse than this...

"Get up! Now, this is the antidote..."

Su Wanyue threw the antidote of "Yin Yang San" to Xinghun, Xinghun hurriedly caught it carefully, fearing that the antidote would be broken.

The other three stared at the antidote in Xing Hun's hand with jealousy, swallowed unconsciously, wishing to snatch the antidote from him immediately.

Sensing the "wolf" eyes of the three, Xinghun hurriedly threw the antidote into his mouth, fearing that if he was a step too late, he would be snatched away by the three until the antidote was swallowed. Only then did Soul let out a long breath of relief.

When the three found that Xinghun's body was slowly returning to its original shape, a trace of surprise and envy flashed in their eyes.

As expected of a strange poison from the hands of the jade-faced genius doctor, this effect is really...

They must have been kicked in the head by a donkey before, otherwise why would they take the initiative to provoke such a terrible woman?

Suddenly, the three of them felt a chill all over their bodies, and Su Wanyue's cold swishing voice came, "Since the result of the competition has come out, what are you three still doing here? Do you still need the pavilion master to send you there personally?" Can Fengyue Building succeed?"

Xiao Mian, do you really think she is easy to bully?Seeing that Miss Ben is not abusive, you cry and cry, regretting the past.

Seeing that Su Wanyue was angry, An Wu and the other three hurriedly said: "Pavilion master calm down, we... the three of us will go by ourselves..."

Xinghun looked at the three of them sympathetically, and said in a low voice, "You...take care."

The three of them glanced at Xinghun, and then walked towards the door step by step with expressions of grief on their faces...

(End of this chapter)