Ning Xuemo was a little embarrassed and amazing. With such a small request, she naturally would not sing a stage show with the other party again.

He took the opportunity to break away from Ji Yunhuang's hand and walked over.

Ji Yunhuang was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but seemed to be concerned about something. Finally, she shut up and said nothing. She only told Ning Xuemo behind her back: "Xuemo, be careful..."

Ning Xuemo didn't look back and just used her hand to compare a scissor hand to prove that she understood.

She finally saw the painting Han Shanyue had just drawn. She suddenly moved her heart!

It was a half-painted landscape picture, with mountains and mountains, different heights, clouds and mists. Surrounded by the mountains, there was a waterfall with strange rocks beside the waterfall...

This... this is actually a bit like the scenery she saw after the illusion of the ninth peak of Tianshu Mountain disappeared!

Ning Xuemo raised her eyes and looked at the Hanshanyue Master beside her. Looking from her direction, the master's face was still a little blurred. At such a close distance, she still couldn't see his face clearly...

A thought suddenly came to Ning Xuemo's mind.

This Master Hanshanyue is not transformed by the Nine Lords, right?

She was shocked by her thoughts and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Han Shanyue didn't look at her, but just ordered: "Grind."

My palm fell on the half-drawn drawing paper, and a faint white smoke suddenly appeared on the drawing paper, and the entire drawing paper disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Ning Xuemo: "...Why did this painting ruin?" She felt a little distressed. The painting was both physical and spiritual. She wanted to see it for the first time, but after seeing it, she actually felt the illusion that she was there...

Although Ning Xuemo does not know much about painting, she should be Zhang Chenggong's work that can easily bring people into the artistic conception of painting? What a pity that it will ruin it! She can even sell a lot of money for her...

"It's dirty." Han Shanyue answered two words concisely.

The painting boy next to him also showed a look of heartache on his face. They were painting prodigy and were considered genius little painters. This time they were invited by the teahouse to attack Master Hanshanyue, so they were naturally very willing to come.

I just saw Han Shanyue painting. I saw his pen walking, and the mountains and rivers appeared as if they were alive in his pen, which made them fascinated...

Although only half of the painting was completed, it was already a peerless treasure in their eyes, but they did not expect that the master would destroy it if he said it!

They didn't even see where the stain was...

After thinking about it, it was the sudden noise of these two people that disturbed the master! This made this peerless work ruined!

The two boys glared at Ning Xuemo with special resentment.

Ning Xuemo just didn't see it, but instead smiled: "It's just a small flaw, why should the master seek such a complete picture?"

At this time, the two children had already unfolded a piece of painting paper and laid it out.

Ning Xuemo was also quick-witted. She ground the ink in a few seconds. For some reason, the ink seemed to bite her hand. She had just grinded the ink and her fingertips broke a small mouth inexplicably. She couldn't stop and a drop of blood dripped into the ink.

"Let me polish it again?" Ning Xuemo knew that the painting saint in front of him was a pledgeist, and he accepted his fate and wanted to throw away the ink that had been stained with her blood.

"It's okay." Han Shanyue raised her hand and pressed it on the inkstone.

Ning Xuemo couldn't withdraw his hand and was pressed on the back of his hand.
Chapter completed!