Quickly wear Youxi BOSS to warm up to the sky

Chapter 709, Painting Saint (20)

Yes, it was too noisy just now.

But there were a lot of shouts, thinking that Shi Dongmei was running around and not a man?

At this moment, the melon-eating crowd roared again.

"If you don't fight back, you will be dissatisfied; if you fight back, you are useless and talking nonsense!"

"A group of trash, the wheel battle is not Shi Dongmei's opponent, who else is going to die soon!"

There are only a few people from the city, oh, I can't hear you at all.

The painting sect made a move, the square became quiet, and the competition continued.

Huo Qinghua: "Bring the painted tree first."

Li Cheng was reluctant: "It's not over yet."

Huo Qinghua: "If you lose, you don't accept it. My account is not so good."

The melon-eating crowd booed!Zheng Yue's blame, she wants to blame Shi Dongmei, pick it up!
A young man came from Encheng and said, "If you win, I will paint a tree and it will be yours."

Huo Qinghua nodded, even though she was more than ten years older than her, she was still qualified to be on stage, a senior painter.

As soon as the painting was done, the strong wind, flames, and thick smoke made the people in the audience feel uncomfortable. Shi Dongmei might have been miserable.

Does this move seriously consume painting energy?In fact, it's okay, it's just a sign of burning.

Many of them are empty, the fire is mainly harmful to people's hearts, the smoke is suffocating, and the strength cannot be exerted by [-]%.

Huo Qinghua almost got a gas mask.

A set of protective clothing is good, emmmmmm this hair style has to enlarge the helmet, which consumes a lot of energy.

Forget it, bear with it for the sake of appearance, how many people have suffered so much for the sake of beauty.

It seems that many textile workers get their hair involved, even if they are in the kitchen and their hair is wrapped in buns, it can be seen that hair should not be played like this, please bear with it.

Huo Qinghua moved on the stage.

Fire is not balanced, there are strong and weak, it is easier to stand in the weak place to resist.

The fire was too weak, so Huo Qinghua added another one, and I became a mushroom in the fire, a roasted mushroom.

The painting had only burned for a while, and I felt it was almost done: "Admit defeat."

Huo Qinghua waved the paintbrush.

This is not the Ice Bucket Challenge, where large swaths of ice water fall from the sky to quickly freeze paintings into quick-frozen dumplings.

After fire is ice, this ice and fire are two heavens.

The point is, he can still run in the fire, but the ice freezes people, so what does he do with the paintbrush?There was no movement at all.

ha!ha!Hey hey haha!The people who eat melons burst into laughter!
Look carefully, draw a proud expression, throw in the towel, hahahaha!

Telling you to admit defeat is not necessarily to be merciful, but to give you a sure victory. I want to teach you a lesson. This chin should be a little higher, not as high as two hundred and five.

This quick freezing requires speed. After the other party reacts, how can quick freezing be effective?
Some people are quick-thinking. Did Shi Dongmei do something to call the other person stupid?

Now, wait for the ice to melt on its own?It's a hot day, and a large chunk of ice may melt within a few hours.

Can people be frozen for many years?It won't die if it freezes for a few hours, right?

Huo Qinghua reached out and brought the painting tree.

Painting Sect was angry: "Can you keep it?"

Shi Donghuang and Shi Dongmei took action together again, knocking down the old man from Zhencheng, and snatched away the painting tree and the paintbrush.

Some are speechless, some are laughing wildly, can you keep it?Hahaha!

Wu Cheng was about to make a move, and Wu Junyu came over.

Huo Qinghua gave the painting tree to the boss and planted it in his painting.

Shi Donghuang is not afraid of being watched by others, but some people think that Shi Donghuang has played enough and returned it to Wu Junyu.

A few people in Yancheng were busy knocking on the ice, and suddenly they thought, would this violence hurt the people inside?
If you stop, you have to find Shi Dongmei.

Huo Qinghua, blame her, and still want her to let him go?

Another teacher: "What do you want?"

Huo Qinghua: "Can't you soak in hot water if it's cold?"

If you have a good relationship, quickly draw hot water, draw a hot spring pool, and soak in the painting.

The ice is very solid, I don't know what space material was added, but the effect is there.

An impatient young man, Tim approached the boiling water, gurgling, squeaking, ah!
Huo Qinghua stood with the boss.

The ice cracked, and before people came out, the hot water seeped in first, which was sour and refreshing, so the painting should not be scalded to death.

The people in the city stared at Shi Dongmei with hatred and hatred very much.

Why doesn’t anyone love me yet?Huo Qinghua held the boss's hand, they hated it.

The painting has just been done, the old painting master wants to challenge Shi Donghuang to a bigger painting tree.

I am!It's like your two-foot coral tree, and others' four feet.

Wasn't the little tree I took out just for fun?This tree is already an old tree. There are good and bad old trees, and there is a future for the small ones.

Shi Donghuang joined the battle.

The stone city was a bit square at the time.Shi Donghuang is only 25 years old!
Although Shi Donghuang and Shi Dongmei robbed the painting sect, it was a sneak attack, and it had to be straightforward.

Painting talent vs painting sect?As long as Shi Donghuang is undefeated, he will be No.1!

The square hastened to make room for the Painting Sect, so it shouldn't suffer.

It's okay for the students' competition to be upgraded to the painting sect, more people are, optimistic about it.

Hua Zong signaled that Shi Donghuang would make the first move.

Shi Donghuang, you're welcome, a paintbrush, a trapped dragon pillar?In short, it is to tie people to the pillars. Isn't it time to whip them when you think about it?

There is no leather whip, a flock of birds painted by Shi Donghuang.

The little bird, with a very long beak, pecked at Hua Zong, its hair was damaged, its face was pecked, and its clothes were torn.

Really a young man, punching the old master to death?
It's just that the action was too fast, and most people didn't see it clearly. The poor old man became an old beggar.

A gust of wind came, and the old man became very depressed.

Painter, if your hands are tied, there's nothing you can do?I underestimate painting repair.At least you can draw with your mouth. What do you do in Niwan Palace?

However, the little bird is too annoying, pecking, pecking, as if trying to peck through the old man's Niwan Palace.

Huo Qinghua watched the battle, and felt that the boss was not studying star bugs, but maybe embroidery, and the size of the needles did not matter.

The old man was on the pillar, and it would be embarrassing to tie him up for a while.

The painting was riotous and thrilling, and everyone was very excited about this.

The old man opened his mouth, full of anger.

Shi Donghuang was fearless, an old vine strangled his neck, then bound his hands and feet, like a red boy.

The Golden Hoop Curse, the Tight Hoop Curse, the Forbidden Hoop Curse, and wearing bracelets and anklets for old men are really not trendy.He struggled hard.

Seeing Zheng Di struggling, it turns out that the struggling is Jiang Zi, Shi Donghuang be careful!

The old man hooked his fingers and hit Shi Donghuang on the chest with a hammer.

Shi Donghuang drew a large shield, and the two sides began to fight for three hundred rounds.

Shi Donghuang kept taking the moves.Although it's not fancy, it never loses.

Old man, the more he fights, the more fancy he is. With all kinds of means, he is going to get out of the trapped dragon pillar.

Shouting, Shi Donghuang might as well kill the old man, and whip him if he is tied up.

Young people just don't have enough confidence. Shi Donghuang seems to be in trouble.

boom!The old man fell to the ground, what does that mean?
Someone boldly guessed that the old man was just a little bit close and couldn't get rid of it?Victory was only three centimeters away. Their fingertips were touching, but they couldn't hold her back.

Shi Donghuang was finally free, and tied the old man into rice dumplings with a rope.

A few small birds with long beaks can peck the old man's eyes blind.

Draw an eye?The price is relatively high, not impossible.

"Admit defeat!" someone shouted for the old man.

The painting sect lost all face.

Shi Donghuang struck first, so he could be so rude.

Many people admire Shi Donghuang, so handsome!Young people, they should be Jiangzi!

(End of this chapter)