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Chapter 715, Painting Saint (27)

The passage is wide.

Huo Qinghua's painting looks like a caravan, the caravan is compact but not as unrestrained as a villa.

A small two-story building in the front, a study above the living room below, a bedroom behind the study, a small two-story building in the back, a bedroom above the kitchen and bathroom below, and an open space in the middle, that is, behind the living room and in front of the kitchen and bathroom.

If it is a large RV, move the living room to the back, and the cab is in front.

It is very big if you can bring a study room, even if the study room can basically seat two people, of course it cannot be a luxurious study room like a villa.

How many people are using the study well now?
If you want to use it, being an office is not the same as a study.

Wu Junyu naturally cannot compare with Er Zai.

Huo Qinghua was in the study room on the second floor, looking down from the window as the boss untied a link.

Wu Junyu was inspired at this moment, so she didn't need to teach her.

Huo Qinghua didn't need it either, she was playing Yaoqin and flute, drawing a Ruanqin, wondering whether to learn the violin or not?
Excessive care about China and foreign countries is a sign.

Huo Qinghua's reason was that she couldn't learn it.It's like painting, there are so many ways to paint, and one skill is enough.

Hu yo, about a year and a half passed.

Huo Qinghua felt that it was very fast, and the boss had completed twenty paintings.

Wu Junyu also strives for success, the first picture is clear, and the latter must be faster, and he is closer to Yasheng.

Although everyone is stuck here, there is no shortage of style.

Not to mention eating potatoes every day, malnutrition, and those who eat fish every day are also partial eclipses.

Anyway, everyone was prepared, Huo Qinghua cheered for the boss and made that ghost.

In fact, Huo Qinghua could also see that this was a failure in creation.

It's like painting two-dimensional, three-dimensional to reality, if you can't take a step forward and can't go back, you will become a ghost, turning around non-stop.It's almost time to dissipate.

Paper is thousands of years old and silk is eight hundred years old. It has a lifespan, and so does heaven, earth, sun and moon.

Shuihui's understanding is not bad, she is one step away from Yasheng.

Shi Donghuang stabilized the ghost, and put it away.

Suddenly, I became very angry and it became a painting. I don’t know which painting it is.

This is the cow beep of Huaxian?

This situation is not difficult for Huo Qinghua and the boss. This should be a chance.

Shi Donghuang went well with Yasheng, Wu Junyu and Shui Hui were still half a step behind.

Huo Qinghua is the most pitiful, Hua Zong, will he be looked down upon?
Shi Donghuang kisses and hugs and holds high, what comfort do you need?
Huo Qinghua has already comforted her, there is a boss, so she doesn't need to worry so much, anyway, she can always become a master of painting step by step.

Shi Donghuang thinks painting repair is really interesting.

Huo Qinghua knew that she couldn't miss this opportunity, she was only 25 years old, and she hadn't grown up yet.

Kiss Shi Donghuang, Luo Li is fine too, he seems to be waiting for her to grow up.

Huo Qinghua unexpectedly thought of a sad question: "You can't put a hanging chair in a new house."

Shi Dong Huangle: "Put the hanging chair wherever you want."

Huo Qinghua shook her head: "Forget it, hanging chairs are not my favorite, many of them are speculated by merchants."

Shi Donghuang waved his hand, drawing a beautiful swing.

A swing must be matched with a set, and a big tree or a garden must be matched with good shoes, just like a dress.

Huo Qinghua stood on the swing, pulling a piece of silver from the boss.

We have flown both the flying sword and the unnecessary sword, how can we be obsessed with it, even though the swing is cute.

Wu Junyu, Shui Hui, were fed dog food all day long, and practiced hard with their eyes closed.

This is over, it's time to move forward.

Wu Junyu decided to go ahead, while Shi Donghuang and Huo Qinghua stayed behind.

Walking and walking is like walking into an illusion.

This is really not an illusion, but this painting is too mysterious.

To paint a fairy is to be superb, the means of a fairy.There must be a big gift bag to break through the level.

Wu Junyu is very motivated, it's very simple, when it comes to Huaxian, he can draw Wulin.

There is nothing in the world that a painter can't do, and there's nothing a paintbrush can't do.

Shuihui, took out the holy pen, was raised well, and fell into meditation in front of a painting.

Hum, Huo Qinghua sympathizes with Wu Junyu's father, mother is worthy of being a descendant of a saint of painting.

Shuihui took the last half step, Yasheng!

Congratulations to Huo Qinghua.

Congratulations to my son.

Shui Hui is really very happy, even if he is a sub-sage, as long as he is a saint, he is qualified to be a saint.She is entitled to keep the Holy Pen.

Huo Qinghua paid close attention, she couldn't fail to make progress at such a young age, she could learn everything from painting medicine to cooking.

There is no limit to learning, enjoy it.

The same goes for Shi Donghuang. The opportunity can be given to Wu Junyu. He can learn from him. Wu Junyu has nothing to do with him.

Wu Junyu is almost 70 years old, and her hair is not white. It is said that one fat ruins everything, and the white hair joins the ranks of old men. With the black-haired handsome guy, Wu Junyu cheers and breaks through before the white hair.

Huo Qinghua feels that this painting is a bit like a mirror. If the two mirrors are placed strategically, endless mirrors will appear in the mirror.

Want to smash a mirror with one punch?The problem is that you can't break this fairy painting.

You can take down the pictures on the wall.I don't know where to put this painting.

The world is full of paintings, the highest state, people in the paintings, like people in a dream.

Shuihui is still a beauty, and she has discovered something.

Wu Junyu is about to break through, but the customs clearance is still coming.

Shi Donghuang was not in a hurry, and pulled Huo Qinghua on the swing.

Why do some people dream, but the beauty is not good?Because there is a boss and a swing, Huo Qinghua is not worried at all.

Shui Hui draws a swing for herself, a sub-sage, although she doesn’t know when she will be able to break through to become a painting saint.

Yasheng's ability has improved a lot compared to Huazong.

Huo Qinghua envied Wu Junyu Yasheng.

If this is going back to Jiecheng, it will be like an emperor. It is no problem for a sub-sage to crush a group of painting sects.

If the son didn't clear the level, Wu Junyu could only continue to work hard. With Yasheng's ability, the level will be cleared soon.

Shui Hui took the holy pen and drew a picture of herself, but the drawing fell apart.

Several people walked forward, pushed open the door, and entered a hall.

I don't know if it's painting, maybe it's in the cave, maybe it's outside, it's not as convenient as Yasheng, draw whatever you want, retail and wholesale of stars and moon.

The cave is quite large, and there is thick fog above the pool on one side, and the painting atmosphere is as real as it is.

There are various rare plants on one side, and the old trees are nearly 20 meters high, a bit like spirit stones and painted gas mines.

We all know that rich families have mines.

A few people rushed in, wow, they rushed into the pool, and the thumping was gone.

Several people rushed in, fighting to snatch exotic flowers and herbs, as if they were swallowed by something.

Others came in and were frightened.Even if he is a painting fairy, he has a weird temper and has a lot of murderous intentions.

Shi Donghuang started early and drew a wall in front, which looks the same as the cave wall.

How many people behind the wall can see the situation in the hall, the ruins of Huaxian?
A lot of people came in, I don't know how they reaped. By the way, it has been six or seven or eight years now.

To paint the ruins of immortals, even ten years is worth it.Maybe ten or thirty years from now, there will still be people who want to try their luck.

If you are the protagonist, you may find the most important treasure at the door.

These people should have just arrived, busy hunting for treasures.

Almost dead, everyone stabilized, still jealous.

Is this the remains of the painting fairy?Everyone should be rewarded again, and it's okay to grab red envelopes.

"Will no one come first and get the inheritance?" A random guess.

"Can you let this go if you get the inheritance?" This is really smart, don't always guess.

(End of this chapter)