Museum of Demons

　　 Wei Yuan returned to Quan City smoothly.

After 　　 got out of the car, he was directly pushed back by Feng Siyu in the wheelchair.

　　 In addition to the previous excessive force, his face was pale and his face was peaceful and weak.

And Xiao Axuan, with the joy of returning from the mission, was ready to return to Longhu Mountain. Feng Siyu looked at the flame pattern on the eyebrows of the little Taoist priest that day, thoughtfully, and then generously shared his favorite snacks. The little Taoist priest also gave Feng Siyu a handful of the melon seeds that he dried on the mountain.

　　 So the two reached the supreme friendship of sharing snacks.

But after the owner of the Weiguan was pushed back to the museum, Feng Siyu did not go directly to his own snack shop where no one came at all. Instead, Mimi touched the door of the flower shop quietly, then slipped in, and immediately grabbed a handful. Guazi sat aside with bright and well-behaved eyes.

　　 At this moment, the goddess is surrounded in the middle.

　　 Ehuang, female heroes, and Yu Ji circled around.

　　About gifts.

Next to 　　, one of the museum employees originally belonged to the painter Ghost, who is currently working in Yu Ji’s studio, was also pulled over, and everyone seriously discussed:

　　 "I need to be able to express my heart."

　　 "It's better not to be too cumbersome."

　　 "And you can't see too much."

"do you know?"

　　 The painter's ghost is contemplative.

　　 Then he nodded affirmatively, and held out his thumb for comparison.

　　 There is no problem at all.

Lowering her head, holding a paintbrush, and brushing on the canvas, she can be regarded as an extraordinary painter, like a water ghost who specializes in matching happy water, which is probably similar to the alchemist happy water master-level master, her skills The points are all on the drawing.

　　 After only a short while, the drawing is complete.

　　 turned around and gestured to the rest of the people, with a face full of affirmation.

　　‘The old man has exhausted all his power, this is my last masterpiece! ’

On the white canvas, there is a huge gift box. Inside the box is a girl wearing a red gold pattern. Her black hair is like a waterfall. The eyes are slightly narrowed, and the light is flowing. The emperor Ying was stunned, Yu Ji's hand on her chin slipped, and all the melon seeds in Feng Siyu's hand were spilled.

　　 "This, this, this..."

　　 The feathers on the back of the Xiaoyu clan unfolded and surrounded themselves, embarrassed to look at them.

　　 She covered her eyes with her hands, but the ground between her fingers revealed the bright apricot pupils.

Seeing the goddess on the screen has soft eyes, her white face glowing with blush, the fabric is soft, and the curves of the body can be seen loomingly, giving people a beautiful reverie. With a splash, the female hero rushes up, raising her hand to hold the painter's wandering soul movement, His face flushed: "This, this... this is too advanced."

　　 The painter tilted his head.

　　Ehuang sighed, the painter's paintings were a bit too fitting.

　　 dressed very tightly, but the Kunlun goddess showed such a shy expression, they all felt their hearts beat a few times.

　　 is too foul.

"why not?"

　　 The painter was a little confused, she really couldn't understand it.

　　 "Maybe Miss Jue doesn't reject this?"

　　Ehuang groaned.

Everyone looked at the goddess, and saw that the goddess was still sitting there with a slight smile, with a calm and elegant temperament, as if she hadn't encountered such a huge impact at all. The female hero gasped in air, it turns out that Jue has been affected by modern society. Is this level? !

impressive!

　　 this this this...

　　If Queen Mother West wakes up, will she feel that her child has been taken away?

Her mind was filled in for an instant. The cold mother took the Kunlun Mountain Red Flower Nunchaku Heavenly Number One Fighter Ying Long and fell from the sky, and ruthlessly separated the museum owner and the Kunlun goddess. The museum owner fell softly to the ground, the Kunlun goddess. Taken away mercilessly, Ying Long, who was finally wearing sunglasses and a suit, pulled out a passbook with a code of eighty-eight and threw a small composition of 18,000 characters on the face of the museum master.

　　 Female British eyes lit up, eager to try.

　　 seems to be good too...

　　Ehuang quickly discovered the problem.

　　 She sighed helplessly and let everyone look over, then she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of the goddess.

　　 Tiannv smiles gently and elegantly: "Elegant, elegant, elegant..."

The corner of Ehuang's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand to lift the black hair on the temples, revealing the fiery red ears. He stretched out his fingers to poke the goddess, turned his head, and explained: "Probably, the impact is too great. ..."

　　 Feng Si Yu suddenly realized:

　　 "So the brain starts the self-protection program? The CPU can't handle it, it's about to burn up?"

　　Ehuang was startled.

　　 Then he pondered for a few seconds, nodded and said: "Probably so."

　　 "However, I think of a way."

　　 She spoke slowly and said her thoughts again.

　　 After a while, the artist lowered his head and worked hard, and scratched out a picture.

　　 then put the canvas in the direction of Jue.

　　 gave a thumbs up.

　　 "Look at this? This is the last masterpiece of the old man!"

Ehuang has been unable to remind the painter that she is actually a young woman, and she has said this many times just now, but she stretched out her hand to press Jue’s shoulder, shook it slightly, and said: "Jue, look at it. ..."

　　 called out several times.

　　 The girl blinked her eyes, looked at the canvas, and her expression froze.

　　Ehuang stretched out his hand to lift up the girl's black hair.

　　 reached out and touched Jue's cheek.

　　 looked at the painter: "It's too exciting, but it's much better than at the beginning."

　　 "Converge a little bit more."

　　 "However, why is your style of painting a little strange..."

　　 The painter smiled shyly, and then reached out his hand and gave a thumbs up.

　　 has a bold expression of "Give it to me, don't worry" on her delicate face.

"rest assured."

　　 "I have already landed!"

　　 "Oh, go ashore...huh??!"

　　Ehuang said, suddenly realizing something was wrong, he suddenly raised his head.

　　 What did you draw before?

　　 Wei Yuan...

　　 Do your museum employees have any major problems?

　　 The female hero looked at her sister in confusion, "Go ashore? What is that?"

　　 is a notebook.

The emperor 　　'e wore her sister's petting smile on her face, softly and honestly:

　　 "It means to paint a landscape painting on the shore."

　　 "You can't watch the female hero."

　　……………………

When Jue was short-circuited by the CPU in his brain for a long time, and was used by Ehuang Wuliang to confirm his instinctive acceptance and to select gifts, inside the museum, a person named Wei who had just passed Gao Tianyuan was sitting in a wheelchair with his fingers crossed and pressed against him. Chin, said: "So, I need your help."

　　 "Complete this gift."

　　 "Any thoughts?"

　　 The water ghost shook the goblet gracefully: "Confession."

　　 Qi's military soul wipes the blade: "Confession."

　　 Yuanjue monk put his hands together: "Amitabha, or else, you and I will become a monk, Master Weiguan?"

　　 There is also an old voice: "Confession."

　　 Wei Yuan twitched his forehead, looking at the smiling old Taoist, or Zhang Ruosu, who was attached to the museum paper man and used the method of avatar, sighed: "Friend Zhang Dao, what are you here to join in..."

　　 Zhang Ruosu’s eyes are all with the golden light of Qingqiu Kingdom’s spiritual materials.

　　 Daomen's state of mind is full of emptiness, there is no self and no other, pursuing the nature of the heart.

But……

　　 It is true that Qingqiu Country is really rich.

　　 and there is wine.

The old Taoist priest with a smile that fooled others in the temple hall, his eyes were absent, and there was no reflection of Wei Yuan at all, but money and wine were reflected. In a variety of words, saying:

　　 "Look at the new business of Longhushan, whether you want a meteor shower, rain or snow, or a sunny day the night after tomorrow, I wish you the thirteenth department full authority to serve you."

　　 Wei Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth.

　　 At this time, Wu Zhiqi, who is attached to another paper man in the museum, held the blackmailed SWITCH game console in his hand, and snorted disdainfully, "After all, I still need to use illusion. It's really a waste of learning."

　　 Wei Yuan was furious: "What happened to the illusion?"

　　 "Besides, it's not an illusion."

　　 Without support, Qi said: "I really don't understand what you are thinking?"

　　 Wei Yuan said: "It's just a gift."

Wuzhiqi sneered and said arrogantly: "Since it is the existence of the gods, you should send her weapons. The heavier the weapon, the better. At that time, the bigger the weapon, the better, like me, but I am Can you directly pump Huai Shui, can you? You can't!"

　　 Wei Yuan twitched his forehead and stretched out his finger: "Say another word."

　　 "Pay deductions."

　　 Without support, Qi was furious.

　　 Wei Yuan stood up abruptly, and took out his gun.

　　 then directly touched SWITCH.

　　 looked at Wuqi with a fearless attitude.

　　 This is a historic moment!

　　 His aura actually pushed back Lord Huai Guo Shui.

　　 "You do it again..."

　　 "I tore up the ticket."

　　 "...Be sober, you bought this."

　　 "No matter, I can't kill you, I can't kill a game console?"

In the end, Wei Yuan, who became ashamed and furious, was overwhelmed by the bachelor temperament that the old man directly tore you. The water monkey was still playing games and was too lazy to say any more. Wei Yuan sat back and said, "Anyway, you help me. To do this."

　　 Shui Gui nodded: "Well, boss, you have to invite Miss Jue to have dinner in advance, right?"

　　 Wei Yuan was stunned.

　　 There is this one?

　　 At this time, the flower shop also successfully tested Jue’s mental tolerance.

　　The rest of the paintings were all destroyed.

"So……"

　　 Feng Siyu, who had been eating melon seeds, laid down his wings and said, "Since you are going to give gifts~www.NovelMTL.com~ Sister Jue, do you want to invite the master Weiguan to have a light meal?"

　　 The goddess was stunned.

　　Does it take so much trouble for a friend to send a gift?

　　 Qingqiu Country·Nvjiao.

　　 "Here is snacks, here is snacks, the flower shop is already in place."

　　 "This is Coke, this is Coke, and the museum is in place."

After more than five thousand years, the corners of the mouth of the female Jiao who rediscovered interesting and fun things slightly aroused. She closed the door gracefully and told the little foxes of Qingqiu Kingdom that she was practicing and self-cultivation, and she should not be disturbed recently, and then slowly Walking in, the little foxes can only watch the elegant and temperamental ancestors go back.

　　 then,

　　 The girl closed the door fiercely, jumped onto the futon in small steps, sat down and looked at the old street in the spell.

　　 put on sunglasses like a director, rolled up the script in his hand and patted his palm.

　　 "Hmm, coke, snacks, all in place..."

"Start!"

　　PS: The second one today... Thank you for being so sad. Thank you~

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