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Liu Chuanfeng was surprised, is this still Han Qiongzhi? I don't remember how beautiful she is, and she admires Li Qingshan's five bodies.
Sun Fubo pulled his sleeves, and Liu Chuanfeng woke up and walked away quickly.
Chu Danqing even took a look, but he did not dare to look again. With the painter's keen eyes, he recognized it at a glance. This is the woman who shouted to accompany him after he was drunk that day. She was caught by such a beautiful woman. Seeing his ugliness, Chu Danqing almost hid his face, for fear of recognizing it to her.
But in Han Qiongzhi's eyes, there is no one else at this moment.
Li Qingshan held Han Qiongzhi's hand and smiled and said, "When I win, let's go to Qinghe Mansion to play!" Although boating is cheap and easy to take, the lively and noisy places are more in line with her temperament!
Han Qiongzhi's face turned red: "If you win, I will give you a gift as a reward."
Li Qingshan couldn't help but look up and down at her. The pretty waist tied up by the brocade belt, the tall and crisp chest that seems to be ripped out, and the hips of the long skirt, are even more confusing. The so-called gift is...
Han Qiongzhi scolded: "Don't think about it, it's just a gift."
"Then let's go swimming in the lake!" Li Qingshan whispered in his ears. If he didn't hold her in his arms and caress her freely, it would be a violent thing.
"Don't even think about it." Han Qiongzhi gave him a sideways look, gave him a push, go!
The Baijia disciples in the stands saw this scene in their eyes. Li Qingshan and Han Qiongzhi became lovers, although it was no longer a secret. But seeing that scene with my own eyes, I couldn't help but marvel.
"Second Senior Sister seems to have changed her personality recently. Even if she wears this kind of clothes, what kind of virtue Li Qingshan has accumulated?" A disciple of the Fa school sighed, and Han Qiongzhi had never cared about what she was wearing before.
"Don't be jealous, now you can feast your eyes anyway, it used to be really fierce..."
"How was it before?"
The two raised their heads, only to see that Han Qiongzhi had already arrived before his eyes. Staring at them, shaking in my heart, he hurriedly saluted: "Second Senior Sister."
"Huh. Go back and teach you again!" Han Qiongzhi showed no anger on his face, seeing Wang Pushi beckoning to himself, and lightly stepping on the high platform. Come to Wang Pushi's side.
Looking at each other, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The temper of the second elder sister was very good recently.
At this time, Li Qingshan stepped into the arena, and there was a cheer. Li Qingshan, who was born in an ordinary background, felt like a civilian hero.
Two long cases were placed at both ends of the martial arts field. Li Qingshan and Chu Danqing stood behind the long cases. Across a long distance, they looked at each other, their eyes met, and the fire was everywhere.
Liu Changqing read out the rules of the competition and affirmed the agreed bet of both parties: "Please two chief disciples. Get ready!"
"The goddess scattered huā map!" Han Qiongzhi frowned.
"What is that?" Wang Pushi asked strangely. Although the cultivation base is much higher than Han Qiongzhi, these interesting allusions from the time are not as good as these disciples of the aristocratic family. And because of Li Qingshan, Han Qiongzhi also made a special investigation on Chu Shidao, about this famous painting. Naturally no stranger.
After listening to Han Qiongzhi's explanation, Wang Pushi smiled and said, "It seems that the kid is going to win a love rival back, Qiongzhi, you have to be careful."
Han Qiongzhi said, "You have to make fun of me even if you are the leader. I don't believe I can't be better than a painting!"
Wang Pushi laughed: "This is not necessarily true."
"I won't stand here anymore." Han Qiongzhi paused. She also heard that many practitioners asked Chu Shidao for a beautiful picture at a high price and hung it in the cave. Don't worry about right and wrong.
"Well, well, let's not talk about it, look, it's started."
For this calligraphy and painting showdown, no one is curious. In what way will the two of them decide the outcome
I saw that Chu Danqing had unfolded the painting axis on the long case and said loudly: "Li Qingshan, this painting is called "Hell's Fu". I spent three months conceiving it and painted it in three months. It is extremely horrible. If I have to, I I don’t want to draw such a picture. If you are acquainted, it’s still too late to give up, otherwise wait, maybe even you will be hurt!"
Standing on the high platform behind Chu Danqing, Chu Shidao was shocked when he saw the painting, and smiled while stroking his beard. Chu Danqing not only inherited his craftsmanship, he will definitely win the blue from blue to blue.
In this battle, the outcome has been divided!
Li Qingshan put a thin picture album on the long case: "This book, huā took me one hour to conceive, one day to produce, one month to spread, and I don’t know how effective it is. Come and experience it for yourself!"
"Qingshan, you got the wrong book!" Liu Chuanfeng also looked anxious on the high platform not far behind Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan waved his hand without turning his head: "Don't worry, that's right!"
"Since you are so obsessed with understanding, then come and experience the horror of hell!" Chu Danqing pointed like a sword, pointed forward, and the painting flew away.
Blazing colors flood the drawing paper, but there is only one color-red!
Crimson, fiery red, blood red. The crimson mountains are groggy and weird; the boundless sea of fire is burning; the blood-red river is tumbling and flowing.
All the people who focused their sights on this painting were shocked, a horrible and crazy idea rushing toward their faces. What a picture of hell, it seems that there are countless evil spirits and demons, suffering endless suffering in it.
Gradually, this illusion became reality, one by one evil spirits leaped from the mountain, rushing in the sea of fire, floating in the river of blood, and rushing out of the painting.
The tall body, red skin, twisted limbs, hoarse roar, and hollow eyes are full of boundless bitterness and hatred. One, two, dozens of evil spirits crawled out of the painting, as if crawling out of hell, to avenge the world.
At this moment, it seems that a nightmare has come true!
There were screams from the stands, and many female monks changed their faces.
Han Qiongzhi didn't feel scared. Compared with the methods used by the Ancient Wind City to kill people, this kind of hell lacked some real feelings. He was just worried for Li Qingshan.
Wang Pushi smiled and said: "With the breath of hell, this painting is very suitable for my legalists. It can be regarded as a closed disciple by Old Man Chu. After ten years of training, it is really not an easy one. Li Qingshan is in trouble."
Chu Danqing remembered the situation when he first started to paint in retreat. He often painted, but suddenly regretted rolling on the ground and hit the wall with his head in shame.
Thinking that he had been practicing hard for ten years, he just came out of the mountain, he became the laughing stock of everyone, and he would never be liked by the female monks again, he would go crazy, as if he was in hell and burned by fire.
In the end, he injected this crazy idea into the painting, and conceived this "Hell's Fu", which painted endless evil spirits in an endless space.
Li Qingshan, you asked for this!
The smile on Li Qingshan's face didn't change, and he said, "Yes, I forgot to mention the name of my book." Suddenly, his face was stern, and he waved his hand and shouted: "Come out, Ma Liang, the magic pen!"
The Dayan Rune suddenly burst out with extremely bright light. With Li Qingshan's wave of his hand, the beliefs and aspirations of thousands of people gathered and condensed.
A young man wearing a broad-brimmed straw hat and holding a paintbrush appeared in the martial arts field with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a look of justice and awe-inspiring, standing before the group of ghosts, but without fear.
Han Qiongzhi said in surprise: "This is!"
There was silence in the room, and Chu Tian laughed wildly: "Li Qingshan, do you want to win with a child? This guy won't be what you used to be? I heard that you are also from the village."
Since Chu Tian was defeated by Li Qingshan, he was unyielding and unrelenting, ready to take revenge at any time, just thinking about that thing, he still couldn't show it in front of everyone, and then he endured it. It was a great pleasure in his life to watch Li Qingshan fail.
Although the other disciples of the Hundred Schools no longer ridiculed Li Qingshan, the thoughts in their hearts were the same as those of Chu Tian. How could such an ordinary teenager have the strength to contend with evil spirits
Compared with the horror of "Hell's Fu", this magical brush Ma Liang is indeed like a joke.
"Oh, it's over now!" Liu Chuanfeng was in a hurry.
Sun Fubai calmly said: "Junior brother, don't worry, Qingshan has his own measure. Recently I heard a rumor." A rumor about the magical brush Ma Liang.
"Li Qingshan, you are really mean!" Chu Danqing looked at this impoverished half-aged young man, Ma Liang, as if he had seen himself at the beginning, asking him to drive the evil spirits to kill him, and he couldn't bear it.
"Despicable?" Li Qingshan was strange, but ignored so much.
Ma Liang looked focused, raised his magic pen, and quickly started painting in the void. The aspiration power in the Dayan rune is continuously transformed into his power.
In the eyes of everyone's surprise, a golden boot slammed on the martial arts arena.
A golden armored god man wearing golden armor and holding Jin Ge walked out of the void, and Jin Ge pointed directly at the evil spirit in his hand.
The shape of the golden armor gods is simple and childish. There are even a pair of golden wings behind them, just like the heavenly soldiers and generals in the children's fantasy, but the aura that exudes is no longer under the evil spirits. Chu Tian, who was laughing heartily, closed his mouth suddenly.
Chu Danqing opened his mouth, isn't this the ability of their painter? How can the characters imaginary by the novelist have such a method
Master Chu shouted: "Dan Qing, what are you waiting for?"
The golden armored gods spread their wings soaring to the sky, facing the rising sun in the east, swooping down, turning into a golden light. Jin Ge pierced an evil spirit in his hand, and the evil spirit shook and dispersed.
Chu Danqing reacted immediately, and the evil spirits roared and rushed towards the golden armored god-man. However, 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 a surprise. Han Qiongzhi yelled, "Qingshan, it's great."
Li Qingshan feels a little distressed about the willingness he consumes. This is not true energy. Use a little less. At this time, I don’t care about these things. In front of my girlfriend, I have to beat this one quickly!
Ma Liang drew the second golden armored god man with a magical brush in his hand and walked out of the void.
"Chu Danqing, today, I want to use the means of a painter to defeat you, let you see and know, we are a great novelist!"
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