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In the art of painting, it takes several years for someone to move from a small to a mature stage.

Moreover, the art of painting can also make someone realize once again how talented he is.

He is already an immortal, and his realm is just there. If it were another person, it would take him several years to practice the art of painting to perfection, and he would already have low self-esteem and pretend to be an ostrich.

The small courtyard turned into a battlefield of ink.

Various thorns on one side turned into whips and grew wildly, whipping.

On the other side, several ferocious beasts tried to tear the thorns into pieces many times, but they were exploded and turned into ink time and time again.

Sweet Potato sat on the edge of the lounge chair with a fruit plate on his lap. While eating, he watched the battle between animals and plants coming and going, laughing like a silver age from time to time.

He glanced at the cheap owner with a pale face and secretly gave Xu Weixiong a thumbs up.

Just tell him clearly: "Wei Xiong beats his master in a month and takes a few years. He is really awesome."

The tilapia moves the pen like flying, and the beasts fly out of the drawing paper one after another to join the battlefield.

Xu Weixiong unhurriedly sketched out pictures of thorns one after another, waiting for the tilapia beast to tear one into pieces, and then unhurriedly released new pictures.

The two of them agreed not to disturb other people, and that the scope of the battle must be limited to the courtyard.

Therefore, the animals and plants used are ordinary animals and plants.

Otherwise, if the tilapia is the finishing touch, it will make too much noise.

The three masters and servants were having fun, and almost at the same time, they raised their heads and looked towards the courtyard wall.

The next second, a colorful tiger and a thorn covered with barbs hit the man who silently jumped up the courtyard wall.

Red scarf, crossbody bag, rosacea.

Just as he jumped up the wall, Yuan Jingui was startled when he looked at the oncoming thorns and tigers.

Fortunately, Lao Quanxing was not slow to react. Almost as soon as he discovered the attack, he kicked off the wall and turned to one side to avoid the attack of the tiger and thorns.

Then, with a thought, several iron galls flew out of the bag one after another.

"They also said that there was a sound of fighting inside, and it turned out to be the Wang family.

One of the four dignified families went to the Trinity Gate site, hehe, there is a lot of excitement this time."

Iron gall crushed the tiger and broke the thorns. Yuan Jingui looked at the pair of men and two women in the yard with evil intentions.

"Tsk...I..." The slightly smug and teasing voice suddenly stopped. Yuan Jingui looked down at the sharp blade that penetrated his chest and tried his best to turn his head.

What caught his eye was a stunning, tall figure, and a beauty mark in the corner of his eye.

The woman's face was expressionless, and she slowly pulled out her arm, transforming from a sharp blade into a small white hand.

"What on earth are you..." With endless unwillingness, Yuan Jingui's figure smashed into the courtyard from the outer wall.

"You still have a breath. Give him a little treatment so he doesn't die. Brainwash him and throw him back to Wang Yaozu's yard."

"Don't kill?" Hongshu was slightly surprised.

"No killing." Tilapia shook his head and threw the flower pen into the washbasin. "Without him, there will be a lot less fun in the future."

"Oh." Hongshu nodded and looked at Xu Weixiong with a smile.

"I know." Xu Weixiong rolled his eyes and reluctantly picked up Yuan Jingui, who was unconscious due to excessive blood loss.

"The heart is split in two. Sentinel, next time you attack, can you ask the owner in advance if he will be left alive?" Xu Weixiong couldn't help but complain after briefly checking the injury.

Seeing that the sentry ignored her, the second princess' eyelids twitched in anger.

She was obviously one of the best in the maid group, but because everyone around her had higher status, she ended up at the bottom.

The only person who can't command himself is a cyborg. He doesn't care about himself at all, which makes him very depressed.

Two of them had higher status than me, one of them was a cyborg, but she ended up at the bottom, which made the second princess very worried.

As long as there are two people, Xu Weixiong does not say that he can steadily suppress someone, but he also thinks that he will not be suppressed by others.

"Alas." He sighed, briefly treated Yuan Jingui's injuries, and slightly adjusted the person's soul memory before the second princess took the person out of the courtyard.

On the other side, the sentry girl was ordered to clean up the yard, and Sweet Potato followed Tilapia into the room.

"Master, why didn't you kill Changming Yegan just now?"

"Without his instigation and stirring up trouble, this world would be so boring." He leaned against the bed and lay down. When Hongshu took off his shoes for him, Tilapia carried him to the bed.

"High heels, slave, you haven't taken off your high heels yet." Hongshu saw this and quickly reminded loudly.

"Don't be afraid, let Weixiong wash the sheets later." He smiled carelessly, and Tilapia directly put the person on top of him.

The small body does not weigh anyone down at all, but is soft and delicious, making it comfortable to hold.

Are sweet potatoes comfortable?

Who knows, as long as he feels comfortable.

"How is Lu Jin's study at Trinity Gate?" Tilapia asked casually while gently stroking the girl's smooth little face.

"It's okay, the third level of rebirth has entered the first level, and the skin and flesh are vaporized.

As for combat effectiveness, the younger generation can at least rank high."

"Well, it's not bad." Tilapia replied absentmindedly, recalling the plot in his mind, and smiled mischievously: "It's almost time for Mrs. Lu's birthday in two years. Lu Jin asked his uncle to slap him and make him cry."

"Uncle?" Hongshu raised his head in confusion.

"Well, Heavenly Master is my uncle. Don't forget, your master, I studied under Tian Jinzhong."

"My servant knows that you studied under Tian Jinzhong, but..." Hesitating slightly, Hongshu asked puzzledly: "You still regard Master Tian as your uncle and Tian Jinzhong as your master?"

When she thought about it, with the cheap master's strength and fucked-up personality, this was really a bit nonsense.

If you don't rebel against Tiangang, you have already done your best to let people become your disciples. What qualifications do they have to be masters and uncles?

I usually don't see how much respect the cheap owner has for the two of them.

Tilapia said nothing, rubbed Sweet Potato's little head, and smiled without saying a word.

He had only one master in his life, even if it was a disciple that Master Tian accepted for his junior brother, and he kowtowed too much, he would still accept it.

Although I am able to get to where I am today because of the system, the foundation truly comes from the teachings of Heavenly Master.

Being a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of your life is not enough, and he doesn't have that kind of awareness.

But since I kowtow too much, I will definitely give him the respect he deserves.

Without the guidance of Heavenly Master, it may take a long time to lay a solid foundation on your own. This is an indisputable fact.

Not to mention recognizing the two of them as masters and masters, even if they were given another one, he would recognize them as tilapias. This has nothing to do with age or strength.

Just like his parents from the super-god universe, although they don't visit their graves often, sometimes they only visit once every few thousand years.

But every time he visited the graves of two people, Mr. Luo would kneel down and kowtow.

Baishan filial piety comes first, no matter how strong he is, he will never forget this.

The tilapia can be filial but not obedient, but cannot be unfilial.

It has nothing to do with reputation, just peace of mind.

On the other side, in the small fenced courtyard, Wang Yaozu looked at Yuan Jingui, whose clothes were soaked in blood, lying in his courtyard with a livid face, and secretly wondered who did it.

Apart from his pale face and excessive blood loss, he did not detect any wounds on Yuan Jingui's body.

But the blood on the clothes and the symmetrical cracks on the front and back clearly told him that Yuan Jingui should have been penetrated through the chest with a sharp weapon.

Even Lao Jianghu, Wang Yaozu couldn't figure out what was going on with Yuan Jingui for a while.

All signs indicated that the other party should be seriously injured, but miraculously no wounds could be found. Even he was unsure for a moment.

Looking toward the forest in the distance, Wang Yaozu ignored Yuan Jingui, who had lost too much blood and was still in a coma.

He was considering whether to take Li Muxuan and leave the town now.

Zuo Ruotong is already stressful, and now there is a strong man in the town who can steal Yuan Jingui and throw it to him quietly. I have wanted to find a successor since I was young, and I really can't stand it.

kind of pressure.
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