Chapter 308
The man took the red shoes and handed them to Qing Fu respectfully.
"My lord, that's it."
Qingbao is holding the red shoes, feeling the monstrous Ghost Qi contained in the shoes, said with a sneer: "This is a good baby. It is of great benefit to any ghost."
The man did not dare to look directly at Qing Zong’s words, so he could only lower his head and say, “These red shoes were used by people two hundred years ago. The flesh and blood of the virgin has been refined, and it has been hidden in this painting."
"I have discovered it too for fifty years. After self-discovery, I will come to conceive it at intervals. "
"That's why there is such a monstrous Ghost Qi now."
Qing Yu listened to its explanation, and his eyes were full of disgust when he looked at the red shoes.
Xu Shi has been with Lin Xining for a long time, and gradually he has a clear sense of right from wrong. Although he is still a ghost, he still subconsciously dislikes the sinful red shoe in his hand.
The man clearly felt the unhappiness exuding from Qing Qi, cautiously glanced at the red shoes in Qing Qi's hand.
"My lord, if you dislike it, I..."
"hmph!"
Coldly snorted, then shook hands sharply, instantly The red shoes exploded. Ghost Qi in the shoes all ran out.
Looking at Ghost Qi full of the room, Qing Yu opened her mouth and took a sharp breath.
All these Ghost Qi were sucked into the body by the green cockroaches, and they were absorbed in an instant.
Ghost Qi of this magnitude, as long as ordinary ghosts absorb all of them, their strength can be increased by a large amount.
Like the little ghost hiding behind the wallpaper, as long as you absorb these Ghost Qi, you can directly rise to the Ghost King.
Can compete with the youth of at first.
It's a pity that Ghost Qi of this magnitude is just an appetizer for Qing Po, and it's not even enough to clog the teeth.
...
The man watched the green cock destroy the shoes, and then ate the huge Ghost Qi in one bite, a trace of violence flashed under his eyes.
Qing Yu felt his emotions, opened his mouth carelessly, and swallowed the man directly.
The man has turned into a group of Ghost Qi before being swallowed. Like the previous Ghost Qi, it has been directly absorbed by the green grass.
Just as the man was swallowed by the young man, the woman next door who was taking a bath felt lightened, her pale complexion began to return to rosy, and the black handprints on her chest also disappeared.
There is only one reason for the disappearance of the black mudra. The owner who printed the black mudra must be in an accident.
Thinking of this possibility, the woman immediately shouted in the bathroom.
"You come out!?"
"What's the matter with you? Come out!"
"Don't leave me..."
"You come out!!!"
The woman who didn't get a response for a long time pinched her neck like a madman, leaving a red mark on the white and slender neck.
The woman also put down her hand with a sullen expression, and burst into tears under the water column.
Vaguely, as if hearing her say,'Why leave me suddenly! 'This sentence.
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The camera returns to Qingzhi here.
After Qinggu swallowed the man in one bite, he chatted with Lin Xining casually, and he went to the kitchen to bring food out.
It was Lin Xining who was sitting on the sofa, put down his book, glanced at the painting, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.
Call someone over to take down the painting, and by the way, make another call and ask Steward to take out another painting from the warehouse at home and send it over.
Lin Xining is not going to hang up this painting, and it's on the screen.
As for the little things that have been hiding behind the wallpaper, they were directly picked up by Lin Xining and stuffed into a paintbrush.
The little devil's head stuffed into the brush just feels fuse together with the brush, the brush is it, it is the brush.
In this way, Lin Xining took it to the studio, assigned an easel to it, helped him fix the drawing paper, and sent the color palette aside to let it play by itself.
After a while, wait for Lin Xining to come in after dinner. I saw the little ghost head paintbrush flying back and forth between the air and the palette, leaving spots on the white drawing paper.
Lin Xining took a few glances, then went to the side to continue his creation.
When he took the time to take a look at the place where the little ghost head paintbrush, he saw that the paintbrush turned back to a brat wearing a bellyband, lying next to the palette hu hu asleep.
As for the original drawing board, a painting that is exactly the same as one of the paintings in Lin Xining's studio has been drawn.
Lin Xining walked over, looked carefully, and found that this painting is just like what he painted himself, without any weak spot.
Especially the use of some above-ground skills is exactly the same as Lin Xining.
In this way, Lin Xining couldn't help but chuckle.
"It seems that this little thing is still useful."
As Lin Xining expected, this little thing was fuse together with the brush, and I also'seeed' this one. The memory of the pen.
This pen is the one used by the original body, and Lin Xining also used it smoothly.
So, this little thing also mastered all the skills that Lin Xining and Yuanshen knew.
So and so.....
Lin Xining looked at this little thing and couldn't help but shine.
The sleepy little devil head feels as if he is being stared at, holding himself tightly insecure, and his little fleshy hands like lotus joints tightly hold his belly.
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The second year, September.
A group of bodyguards dressed in black clothed and sunglasses are drawn orderly from Lin Xining's residence, holding the black cloth covered.
Go to the art exhibition with Lin Xining.
That day, the woman next door also secretly ran to an underground rental house, and hired someone from that underground rental house to rush to the exhibition with eleven paintings.
The one who walked with the woman was a young man with an unruly face.
This young man is the woman's "savior" to push the clouds away!
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Painting exhibition.
The bustling people are all dressed and dressed, all exquisite people.
These people gathered together in twos and threes, looking at the paintings hanging on the walls of pale-gold, and commenting on them from time to time.
The area where the most people gather is the center of the exhibition hall, the area on the left and right sides of the series.
"What's the matter? How does this work called Yan Jinqing differ so much from Lin Xining's!"
"This! What the hell happened!"
"..."
Looking at the almost identical paintings on both sides, many painters who wanted to come to learn Lin Xining's new paintings looked blank.
Some'Old Fox' take pleasure in other people's misfortune in the crowd.
It just so happened that Lin Xining came here with a group of newcomer painters who were pestering him to ask questions. Those'Old Fox' immediately squeezed out the newcomer painters and started to attack Lin Xining.
"Lin Xining teacher, don’t you know what went wrong with your series of works this time?"
"How do you compare with the previous steps? The level is still the same, but a lot of amazing and shocking feelings are missing."
"Is the old Lin teacher Jiang Lang exhausted?"
"Lin great genius, there is a name next door The work of the little artist who has not seen for a long time is 90% similar to the painting you prepared for two years."
"Although your painting skills are more mature, how can you explain the similarity of this painting? ....."
Faced with these people's questions and troubles, Lin Xining just calmly walked to the painting opposite to his painting and glanced at it.
Then he said: "It’s hard to be elegant."
His words called the seriousness of the crowd watching the excitement and the face of the woman living next to Lin Xining directly. When it gets dark, some people watching the excitement around can't help but have a black face.
"Hehe, Lin Martial Nephew is really as arrogant as ever."
Wait for Jingqing and the woman to come, an old voice came from behind the crowd.
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