Super System Plundering the Heaven

Ye Yu did not expect that Qin could not learn from here that Han Xue was about to go to the snow country.

Looking at the dark and deep night, Ye Yu's eyes firmed, what about the Snow Country maiden? No one can stop the woman I want!

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This is a luxurious courtyard, pavilions, antique buildings can be seen everywhere, winding winding cobblestone paths on both sides, covered with blooming peach trees, can be called a winding path.

The heavy gate closed tightly, and the plaque on it read two large characters, "Tangfu".

"Grilled chicken wings ~ I like to eat ..."

The melodious singing came from the depths of the courtyard, and people could not help but swallowed, and had to say that it was a very delicious song.

A handsome young man dressed casually sitting on the floor, waving his hand brush left and right, quite a bit of the spirit of a painting and calligraphy master.

It's just that the brush in his hand is applying oil to the chicken wings on the grill, leaving his grandfather's spirit gone.

"Master! Master!"

A young lady wearing a Tsing Yi cap ran to the handsome young man and shouted anxiously, "But Grandma said, today is Grandma's birthday. If you don't come up with a gift that pleases her, you won't be allowed to come in tonight! "

"Why ~!"

The handsome young man dropped the writing brush in his hand and exaggerated, "It's so serious?"

Tsing Yi Xiaoyan nodded solemnly, "That's how serious it is!"

The young man shook his hands with a whole shirt and shouted, "Pen and ink, wait!"

Xiaoyi in Tsing Yi grinned, "Here!"

Wow!

A long table rested on a flat ground, and the three-foot-long scroll slowly unfolded and tiled on the table.

boom!

The exquisite paperweight was pressed on the painting axis, and the platform was placed at the corner of the painting axis.

The young man gathered his sleeves, took a wolf pen from the pen holder, covered it with ink, and stroked it lightly on the snow-white drawing axis, left hook and right stroke.

Xiaoyi in Tsing Yi stood quietly, staring at the young man who admired Long Fei Feng Wu, this is the style of a top master!

For a long while, the youth threw the brush in his hand and looked at the ink painting on the scroll with satisfaction.

"Xiaoqiang! Stamp!"

"Oh!"

Tsing Yi Xiaoying should reconcile, and then took out a square seal, which was heavily covered on the scroll.

"Master, what's your name for this picture?"

Xiaoyi in Tsing Yi looked eagerly at this ink painting. He even smelled the strange aroma of thousands of flowers, and saw the colorful butterflies dancing in the sea of ​​flowers.

"Master! Your painting is so good! It's like love!"

The young man in Tsing Yi gestured a thumbs up to the youth, and even more admired his young master.

As soon as the young man raised his head, with his hands behind his back, he said proudly, "This picture is called Chunyi Qiuxiang! It is the name of your young grandma!"

"Okay! Good name!"

The youth obviously experienced a lot of praises. The straightforward praise of Tsing Yi Xiaohuan didn't please the youth. He waved and said, "Roll up this picture, this is your grandma's birthday present!"

For a long while, Tsing Yi did not hear a response from the young man, and the young man frowned. "What's the matter? Not ready yet?"

"Small, sir! Yes, someone helped roll up the scroll!"

The young man yelled dissatisfied, "Nonsense! Here we are, how can there be anyone to help?"

Tsing Yi Xiaoxi shouted anxiously, "Master is real! Look!"

The young man returned to God and was about to speak, but his mouth grew scared by the scene in front of him.

One hand emerged out of thin air, holding the end of the scroll and slowly rolling it up.

"Yes, there are ghosts!"

Xiaoyi in Tsing Yi shouted in horror, then jumped into the arms of the young boy.

In the horrified eyes of the two, it was that the hand that appeared out of nowhere had already rolled the picture. When it retracted, it seemed to remember something, put down the scroll, and swept aside.

In the end, the hand grabbed the scroll and a wolf pen, pulled back, and disappeared out of thin air!