Villain Boss: Start from the East Undefeated

Chapter 614 This year's men can't do it!
The smile on Xiao Yan's face became more intense.

At this moment, the girl in front of her eyes widened slightly, showing a hint of dissatisfaction.

With crooked eyebrows, a face as white as jade, and a delicate tone, that unexpected appearance makes people unable to move their eyes away.

For a moment, Xiao Yan looked a little crazy.

Regardless of past life or present life, such a peerless woman is really rare.

Especially with a simple and straightforward face, not the kind of cold fairy who is high above the ground.

The unexpected down-to-earth air completely makes people feel no sense of distance.

"What are you laughing at, if you have the ability, you can draw someone who looks better than me!"

Dongfang rolled his eyes.

When serious, the polite Xiao Yan is not annoying.

But Xiao Yan, who was smiling all over his face at this moment, unexpectedly made people's hearts angry.

I wish I could slap two hard hands on that face.

Xiao Yan stopped smiling when he heard that, glanced at the flowers on the window sill, and then looked at the white clouds outside along the window sill, and then said: "That's fine, since Dongfang girl wants to see it, then I'll make a fool of myself!"

Although he didn't seriously study art in his previous life, he still learned a little about sketching, which is a magical tool for picking up girls.

At least it is much better looking than the girl in front of me.

As he spoke, Xiao Yan turned his hand and took out a black stone, pinched his sword finger, and stroked lightly, a stone like an ink stick fell off.

Seeing such a scene, Dongfang subconsciously rolled his eyes.

He knows sketching, but he just hasn't learned it, and he doesn't want to expose his identity as a time traveler. Normally, he seldom goes out of his own way.

"Okay! I'll let you pretend to be aggressive, and it will be much more convenient for me in the future!"

Dongfang got up, gave up his seat, and silently watched Xiao Yan's painting.

Not to mention, it's really like that, the index finger and thumb pinch the ink stick, grasp it in the palm, and move quickly on the paper.

In about half an hour, a picture appeared before Dongfang's eyes.

"Oriental girl... please look!"

Xiao Yan got up and slightly stretched out his hand to signal.

Dongfang stepped forward, looked at the picture, and subconsciously froze.

He clearly knows that this sketch is very good, and he has seen masters draw in his previous life.

But at this moment, seeing the pattern on the scroll, I was still a little shocked.

On the picture scroll is his profile, holding a rune pen in his hand, sitting in front of the table, with a few strands of hair hanging over his face.

Although he didn't draw his beauty, it can be regarded as a bit of skill.

There is a flower pot on the window sill next to it, and the sky is blue and white clouds outside.

At first glance, it looks like a flower blooming among the blue sky and white clouds.

Xiao Yan actually drew his appearance when he was painting, as well as the room by the window sill, which was vivid.

"how?"

Seeing Dongfang in a daze, Xiao Yan spoke softly.

Dongfang glanced at Xiao Yan's smug expression, and said angrily, "You made me ugly!"

When Xiao Yan heard this, his expression froze slightly, and then he smiled wryly: "Indeed, no one in the world can draw the face of an oriental girl!"

"It's good that you know!"

Dongfang raised his chin slightly and responded unceremoniously.

Holding the painting scroll in his hand, he began to recall Xiao Yan's movements when he was painting in his mind, and gradually he began to feel a little bit.

Then Dongfang looked at the ink stick in Xiao Yan's hand.

A trace of black had covered Xiao Yan's palm.

After all, it's not a pencil. After a drawing, the hand is so black that it doesn't look like it. Dongfang subconsciously dislikes it.

Seeing Dongfang's appearance, Xiao Yan also paused slightly.

Men pretend to be aggressive and don't care about anything, but women are different. They love cleanliness and elegance, even if they are arrogant, they must be just right.

"Hold on!"

Xiao Yan opened his mouth quickly, and when he waved his hand, Qinglian's heart fire bloomed, and pieces of material were thrown into it.

But in a moment, a pencil appeared in front of Dongfang.

"It's quite winky!"

Dongfang blinked, so no one would doubt him when he took out the pencil in the future.

Thinking of this, Dongfang subconsciously revealed a smile.

Looking at Dongfang's smiling face, Xiao Yan also put on a smile on his face naturally, which was even brighter than Dongfang's.

It seemed that when Dongfang smiled, he couldn't help but smile too.

"Oriental girls... this kind of painting requires a variety of ink sticks!"

"It's a pity that the materials are limited, otherwise the ink sticks of various colors and the flowers drawn will be exactly the same as the real ones, making people unable to tell the real from the fake!"

"When I collect the materials, I will give you a set!"

Listening to Xiao Yan's words, Dongfang nodded noncommittally, and said, "I remember what you said!"

"Also... don't you plan to teach me how to draw?"

Dongfang looked straight at Xiao Yan.

The eyes were like streams of clear springs flowing, the invisible charm made Xiao Yan's heart beat wildly, and he said quickly: "The Oriental girl is willing to learn, so I will naturally teach you everything!"

"That's it?"

Seeing Xiao Yan's appearance, Dongfang felt amused.

Before I could exert my strength, you surrendered.

This year's men can't do it!

It was already three hours after Xiao Yan finished explaining the various points of the sketch.

After sending Xiao Yan away, Dongfang closed his eyes, and began to deduce the sketching skills with that powerful comprehension.

At this moment, Lingyan Zhisi is like a computer running at high speed.

After a while, Dongfang opened his eyes, grabbed the pencil with his index finger and thumb, held it in his palm, and moved it quickly on the paper.

After a while, a pot of vivid flowers appeared on the paper.

There is hardly any difference from the pot of bright red flowers on the windowsill except for the color.

"I'm describing the shape, right?"

Looking at the flowers on the paper, Dongfang curved his eyebrows and revealed an extremely charming smile.

Even more delicate than the blooming flowers.

"Describe shape, draw bone, freehand, endow spirit!"

"Teaching... is still much faster than no one!"

"It's a pity...that Xiao Yan is only so capable!"

Dongfang slightly sighed, high comprehension is quick to learn things, especially with a photographic memory and a deducible spiritual thought.

In just a moment, Dongfang Sketch's painting skills have reached the peak.

"But... what is bone painting?"

Thinking of the next level, Dongfang frowned slightly, looking at the flowers on the windowsill.

The bright red flowers and green leaves are a bit like peonies, but the petals of the flowers are like golden chrysanthemums.

This is a unique flower in the realm of comprehension, and even the east does not know its name.

At first glance, it feels delicate and elegant.

But the blood-colored flowers gave people a feeling that they would rather die than surrender, would rather be stained with blood, and bloom.

"Is this feeling... the so-called bone?"

"Draw its delicacy and nobility, its aura, its source of life?"

Dongfang closed his eyes, silently sketching the appearance of the flower in his mind.

But there is no such vigor at all.

There is always a feeling of something shortcoming.

For a while, I couldn't figure it out at all.

"Om..."

Just as Dongfang was meditating, the entire flying boat shook slightly and suddenly stopped in the void.

Dongfang stood up and looked into the distance along the window sill.

The familiar nine peaks straight into the sky.

The familiar palace, and the familiar staircase like a long dragon.

And above the main peak, on the top of the main hall, there is a dusty ancient bell, which seems to suppress the entire Mount Jiuhua.

Faintly, Dongfang seemed to see that there seemed to be an incomparably huge clock in the void above the ancient clock.

The big clock is looming, sometimes in the clouds, sometimes covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Weird.

But when Dongfang took a closer look, it seemed that there was nothing there.

"Immortal artifact ancient clock? I remember Canglan Xianzong has a fairy artifact cloth armor, and Qingyun Xianzong has an immortal artifact Zhuxian sword!"

"The Eastern Territory, the Southern Territory, and the Northern Territory... form a huge triangle. Could it be that there is a big secret hidden in this fairy artifact?"

For a while, the immortal method in Dongfang's mind was churning endlessly.

When he came back to his senses, the flying boat had slowly landed on Jiuhua Xianzong Square.

An illusory staircase spread along the edge of the spaceship, leading directly to the square below.

"Nine Flowers Immortal Sect... made a turn around and came back again!"

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