Super System Plundering the Heavens

Ye Yu didn't think that from Qin couldn't learn that Han Xue is soon to go to the country.

Looking at the dark night, Ye Yu's eyes are firm, how about the Snow country saints? The woman I want to get, no one can stop!

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This is a luxurious courtyard, the pavilion house, the antique buildings can be seen everywhere, both sides of the winding cobblestone road, full of blooming peach trees, can be called a track.

The thick door is closely closed, and its card is written in two big characters, "Tangfu".

"Grilled chicken wings I like to eat ···"

The melodious song came from the courtyard, and people couldn't help but swallow their mouths. I have to say this is a very tasteful song.

A woman who is wearing a casual hands is sitting on the ground, waving around the brush, quite a painting and calligraphy.

Only he handed the brush on the grill's chicken wings, so that his masters walked without departure.

"Young master! Young master!"

A small little smashing of the Qingyi small hat, I ran to the handsome youth, anxious shouting, "Less grandmother said, today is a grandma's birthday, if you don't take the gift, you will not let you enter tonight! "

"Wash!"

Handsome young people throw the brush in the hand, exaggerated, "" Is it so serious? "

Tsing Yi Xiaoyang is solemnly nod, "it is so serious!"

Young people shouted, "said the ink paper!"

Tsing Yi Xiao Yan grins, "Come!"

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A long table is standing above, and the three-foot long picture axes slowly unfolded, tile on the desktop.

boom!

The beautiful town paper is placed on the top of the drawing axis, and the station is in the angle of the painting axis.

Young gherriery, remove a wolf from the brush holder, covered with ink, essay on the white picture axis, and the left hook right.

Qingyi Xiaosheng is quietly standing on the side, and the youth of watching the dragon and phoenix dance, this is the style of the top masters!

Half, young people throw a brush in his hand, satisfied with the ink painting on the drawing.

"Xiaoqiang! Gay!"

"Ok!"

Tsing Yi Xiao Ying should take a sound, then take out a square seal, and the heavy covered cover is above the picture.

"Young master, what is your name?"

Tsing Yi Xiaoyu is eager to look at this ink painting, and there is a strange fragrance that Wanto's flowers gathered together, and I saw the colorful butterflies in countless flowers.

"Young master! Your painting is great! It's like love!"

Tsing Yi Xiaoyang Youth is more admired by his young master.

Young people stand up, their hands have been behind, proudly said, "This is called spring, Qiuxiang map! It is worthy of your grandmother name!"

"Good! Good name!"

The youth is obviously experienced, and the praise of Qingyi Xiaoxiao has not allowed youth to be proudful, waved, said, "This is the birthday gift of your little grandma!"

I didn't hear the response of Tsing Yi Xiao Yan, and the young brows wrinkled. "What is going on? I don't have fun?"

"Less, young master! Yes, some people help put the spools up!"

The youth is dissatisfied, "" Hu said eight! Here is two people, how can someone help? "

Qingyi Xiaoyu shouted, "Young master is true! Take a look!"

The youth returns to God, just talk, but the mouth is scared by the scene.

One hand drilled out, I was holding a piece of painting and rolled up the scroll.

"Yes, there is a ghost!"

The Qingyi Xiaoyu shouted, and immediately jumped into the embrace of the youth.

In the eyes of the two amazing eyes, the hand appeared in the sky has been rolled with the painting. When it comes back, it seems to think of what, put down the reel, sweep it next to it.

In the end, the hand grabbed the painting and a wolf, and withdraws the back, and disappeared in the air!