Chapter 397: Two Flowers Bloom, One for Each

Wei Yuan returned to Quanshi smoothly.

After getting out of the car, Feng Siyu pushed the wheelchair back directly.

In addition, he used too much force before, his face was pale, and his face was peaceful and powerless.

As for the little Axuan, who was delighted to return from the mission, he was about to return to Longhu Mountain. Feng Siyu looked at the natural flame lines on the little Taoist's eyebrows, thoughtfully, and generously shared his favorite snacks, And the little Taoist also gave Feng Siyu the melon seeds he dried on the mountain.

So the two reached the supreme friendship of sharing snacks.

But after the owner of Wei was pushed back to the museum, Feng Siyu didn't go directly back to his snack shop where no one came, but quietly touched the door of the flower shop, then slipped in, and immediately grabbed a handful. Guazi sat aside obediently with bright eyes.

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

Ehuang, Nvying, and Concubine Yu surrounded her.

Something about gifts.

Next to one of the employees of the museum, the ghost of the painter who is currently working in Yuji's studio was also pulled over, and everyone discussed seriously:

"It needs to be more able to express your heart."

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

"And you can't be too outsider."

"do you know?"

The painter is in deep thought.

Then he nodded affirmatively, stretched out his thumb and gave a thumbs up.

No problem at all.

Lowering her head, holding the paintbrush, and brushing on the canvas, she is more or less an extraordinary painter, just like a water ghost who specializes in mixing happy water, probably similar to an alchemist happy water guru-level master, her skills The points are all on the painting.

But it took only a short while to finish the painting.

Turning around to signal to the rest of the crowd, his face was full of affirmation.

‘The old man has exhausted all his strength, this is my last masterpiece! '

On the white canvas is a huge gift box. Inside the box is a girl in a red gold-patterned dress. Her black hair is like a waterfall, her eyes are slightly narrowed, and the light in her eyes is flowing. The feather belt is wrapped around the surrounding like a gift box. Huang Nvying was dumbfounded, Yuji's hand holding her chin slipped, and all the melon seeds in Feng Siyu's hand spilled.

"This, this, this..."

The feathers on the back of the Xiaoyu Clan opened up at once, wrapping around themselves, it was embarrassing to look at.

He covered his eyes with his hands, but the bright almond pupils were exposed through the gaps between his fingers.

Looking at the soft eyes of the heavenly girl on the screen, the flushed fair face, the soft fabric, the curve of the body can be seen faintly, giving people a beautiful reverie, with a clatter, the female hero rushed up, raised her hand to hold down the artist's wandering movement, His face flushed red: "This, this... this is too advanced."

The painter tilted his head.

Ehuang let out a sigh of relief, the artist's painting is a little too close.

They were dressed tightly, but Kunlun Tiannv showed such a shy expression, they all felt their hearts jump a few times.

It's too foul.

"why not?"

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

"Perhaps Miss Jue doesn't reject this?"

Ehuang pondered.

Everyone looked at the goddess, and saw that the goddess was still sitting there with a slight smile, with a calm and elegant demeanor, as if she had not encountered such a huge impact at all, Nvying gasped, it turned out that Jue had been affected by modern society Is it to such an extent? !

Amazing!

This, this, this...

If the Queen Mother of the West wakes up, will she feel that her child has been spoiled?

In an instant, she had already figured out that the cold mother brought Yinglong, the No. 1 thug in the Kunlun Mountain Red Flower Double Stick Tianzi, to come down from the sky, and ruthlessly separated the museum owner and the Kunlun goddess. The museum owner fell softly to the ground, and the Kunlun goddess Being taken away mercilessly, Ying Long, wearing sunglasses and a suit, took out a passbook with the password of eight eights and threw it on the museum owner's face.

Nvying's eyes lit up, eager to try.

Seems pretty good too...

Ehuang quickly discovered the problem.

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

The goddess smiled gently and elegantly: "Elegant, elegant, elegant..."

The corner of Ehuang's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand to lift up the black hair on Jue's sideburns, exposing the fiery red auricles, stretched out his finger to poke the goddess, turned around, and explained: "Probably, the impact force is too great. ..."

Feng Siyu suddenly realized:

"So the brain has started a self-protection program? The CPU can't handle it, and it's about to burn out?"

Ehuang was startled.

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

"However, I thought of a way."

She opened her mouth slowly and said her thoughts again.

After a while, the painter lowered his head and worked hard, drawing out a painting.

Then point the canvas in Jue's direction.

Thumbs up.

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

Ehuang was unable to remind the painter that she was actually a young woman, and she had said this many times before, so she just stretched out her hand and pressed Jue's shoulder, shook it slightly, and said, "Jue, look ..."

Called several times in a row.

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

Ehuang reached out and lifted the girl's black hair.

He reached out and touched Jue's cheek.

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

"Restrain a little more."

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

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

There was a heroic expression of 'Leave it to me, don't worry' on her delicate face.

"rest assured."

"I'm already ashore!"

"Oh, go ashore...huh??!"

After Ehuang said something, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and raised his head suddenly.

What did you draw before?

Wei Yuan...

Do all the employees of your museum have that big problem?

Nvying looked at her sister puzzled, "Go ashore? What is that?"

It's a notebook.

With her sister's doting smile on her face, Ehuang said softly:

"It means painting landscapes on the shore."

"Nvying, you can't watch."

……………………

When Jue was in the short circuit of the brain CPU for a long time, and was used by Ehuang Wuliang to confirm the degree of instinctive acceptance and choose gifts, inside the museum, Wei, who had just brought Gao Tianyuan, was sitting in a wheelchair, with his hands crossed and his fingers pressed against each other. Chin, said: "So, I need your help."

"Complete this gift."

"Any thoughts?"

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

The spirit of the soldiers of the Qi family wiped the blade: "Confession."

Monk Yuanjue clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, how about you, Master Wei, become a monk with me?"

There was also an old voice: "Confession."

Wei Yuan twitched his forehead, looked at the smiling old Taoist priest, or Zhang Ruosu, who was attached to the museum paper figurine and used the method of avatar, and sighed: "Zhang Daoyou, why are you here to join in the fun..."

Zhang Ruosu's eyes were filled with the light of money from Qingqiu's spiritual material.

The Taoist state of mind is full of emptiness, there is no self and no other, and the pursuit of the original heart and nature.

But……

In fact, Qingqiu country is really rich.

And there is wine.

The old Taoist, with the smile that fooled others to untie the lottery in the temple hall, his eyes were dull, there was no reflection of Wei Yuan at all, but money and wine, he stretched out his hand, and a piece of paper appeared densely written on it. With various words, said:

"Look at the new business launched by Longhushan. Whether you want a meteor shower the night after tomorrow, rain or snow, or a sunny day, I wish the Thirteenth Branch will serve you with full authority."

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

And at this time, Wu Zhiqi, who was attached to another paper figurine in the museum, was holding the extorted SWITCH game console in his hand, and snorted disdainfully, "After all, it is really useless to learn to use illusion."

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

"And it's not an illusion."

Wu Zhiqi said: "I really don't understand what you are thinking?"

Wei Yuan said, "It's just a gift."

Wu Zhiqi sneered, and said arrogantly: "Since she is the existence of the Age of Gods, you should give her a weapon. The heavier the weapon, the better. At that time, the bigger the better, like me, I am You can directly pump Huai Shui, can you? You can't!"

Wei Yuan's forehead twitched, and he stretched out his finger: "One more word."

"Salary deductions."

Wuzhiqi was furious.

Wei Yuan stood up abruptly and took out his gun with a bang.

Then directly against the SWITCH.

He stared at Wuzhiqi with a fearless attitude.

This is a historic moment!

His aura actually forced Huaiwo Shuijun back.

"You do it again..."

"I tore up the ticket."

"...Be sober, you bought this."

"It doesn't matter, if I can't kill you, I can't kill a game console?"

In the end, Wei Yuan, who became angry from embarrassment, convinced Wu Zhiqi with your bachelor temperament that the old man would directly tear up the ticket for you. The water monkey was still playing games, and he didn't bother to say more. Wei Yuan sat back and said: "Anyway, help me Make this happen."

Shuigui nodded: "Okay, boss, you have to invite Miss Jue to dinner in advance, right?"

Wei Yuan was stunned.

And this one?

At this time, the flower shop also successfully tested the upper limit of Jue's heart.

The rest of the paintings were all destroyed.

"So……"

Feng Siyu, who had been eating melon seeds, lowered his wings and said, "Since we want to give gifts."

"Sister Jue, would you like to invite Master Wei to have a casual meal?"

The goddess was stunned.

Is it so troublesome to send a gift to a friend?

Qingqiu Kingdom·Nvjiao.

"Here are the snacks, here are the snacks, the florist is in place."

"Here's a Coke, here's a Coke, and the museum is in place."

After more than 5,000 years, the corners of the girl's lips twitched slightly when she rediscovered interesting and fun things. She closed the door gracefully and told the little foxes in Qingqiu that she was practicing cultivation and self-cultivation. She should not be disturbed recently, and then slowly Walking in, the little foxes could only watch the elegant and temperamental ancestor go back.

then,

Nvjiao slammed the door shut, jumped onto the futon in small steps, sat down, and looked at the old street in the spell.

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

"Hmm, Coke, snacks, take your place..."

"start!"

PS: Today's second update... Thank you for being too sad, thank you~

It's an interstitial plot, I hope it can be written interesting~