Chapter 89: Not afraid of **** opponents, just crazy teammates

After listening to Qing Longsan's answer, Su Wei's face turned black.
Xuan Yin's first capable Xuanwu Palace disappeared, leaving only one who was almost crazy: "This ..."
Pu Suwei grabbed his hair vigorously: "Did you not alarm him?"
Wu Qinglongsan's expressionless face kept twitching slightly as if to show a smile that was uglier than crying.
没 "No, the brothers below all know that you can't disturb Er Ye at this time."
Su Suwei, wearing a pair of dark circles, with a helpless expression on his face hating iron and steel, patted Qinglong San's shoulder: "You are interested, I'll go to him."
He said, out of the hall with a look of anger.
Chen Luoyang frowned secretly.
But he didn't say much. In this case, he made more mistakes, and waited to see what happened.
Anyway, the Elephant Washing City is on their way to follow the monks in Qingliang Temple, just drop by, just take the people and leave without delaying time.
Twenty-six dragon emperors fly in the air.
Quickly, a city appeared on the horizon in the distance.
The ancient peak of the Xunjiao altar is located in the mountains at the junction of Xiangzhou and Yuezhou.
Luan was originally in the depths of tens of millions of mountains in southern Xinjiang, with very few people and mountains.
But since the foundation of the demon religion has taken root here, it has become more and more developed here, and the transportation is convenient. Several male cities have been established and surrounded the ancient peak of the altar on the periphery.
Washing the Elephant City is one of them.
However, because of the recent war, in order to avoid the spread of the fire, the civilian population under the city's demons were mostly relocated.
Xiexiang Elephant City is more sparse and desolate than usual. Only a few residents and people in the demon religion still stay here.
The demon leader Yu Jia came in person, and those who knew it suddenly boiled.
Although the meaning of the leader is only to pass by and not to stay, most of the remaining people in the elephant wash city came out to meet.
Wu Suwei calmly came to a courtyard in the city.
I saw in the courtyard that an old man was painting and another boy was standing beside him and watching carefully.
The juvenile shed hair, neither bound nor crowned.
The appearance looks, but at the age of seventeen or eight, he is now full of sincerity, with a look of fanatical expression, concentrates on watching the old man painting, his eyes are full of innocence of admiration.
The old man seems very happy that some people appreciate his paintings. Not only do they not catch people, they are happy.
The two of them draw a picture one by one, and they are fully absorbed in it.
However, what made Su Wei speechless is that, as a person who likes collecting, the old man's paintings are not very good in his eyes.
He stepped forward and patted him the back of the boy.
Xu followed here, Zhang Tianheng and Qing Longsan standing next to him, with Su Wei's actions, their hearts trembled.
"There are only a limited number of people who can call him this master." Qinglong repeatedly shook his head.
Zhang Tianheng, who has always been so stingy, snorted: "You are smart and didn't recruit him, otherwise you should be careful to let him bleed on the spot to make paint."
"Er Su has changed his hobbies in the past two years and changed to painting, but it is actually much better." Qinglong San grinned: "It is better than when I loved carving in previous years."
Zhang Tianheng rolled his eyes.
He is not afraid of powerful and fierce opponents.
But he didn't want to be a companion with someone who might have a convulsive and abnormal head at any time.
When the man next to him was defamated, Su Wei slapped him on the back.
The juvenile seemed to be returning to God and turned to look at Su Wei.
The two look similar, at least seven or eight.
But the spirit of this boy is much more than Su Wei, with a bright glow, red lips and white teeth, and a handsome face.
"Brother?"
Juvenile blinked.
He grabbed Su Wei and pointed at the old man who painted it with a smile: "Brother, look, this is almost a painting master."
The old man was also shocked at this time, surprised to see Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng and a group of people in the courtyard.
With his vision, where do you recognize this level of evil bosses?
But Su Wei stood in front of him, making him seem to face the mountains.
The old man quickly said, "It's a bit old-fashioned and entertaining.
Su Suwei can't wait to plant his brother in the ground.
"Let's go," he said calmly at last.
Juvenile hurriedly started a scroll: "Brother, wait a minute, I haven't asked my husband to comment on my painting."
The picture scroll unfolds, a splash of ink landscape.
Although the pen style is immature, don't have a charm in it.
The old man's drawing skills are not good, but his eyesight is very good, he nodded slightly.
But suddenly he felt a little wrong.
Blowing his nose and smelling it twice, he couldn't help but wonder: "Where's the smell?"
The old man looked at the picture scroll, and then looked at the boy, getting more and more uneasy.
The young boy was full of expectations: "How?"
"Not good!" Without waiting for the old man to speak, Su Wei replied coldly, and stretched his hands on the young man's shoulder: "The leader is waiting for us, do you want him to wait?
"Brother?" The boy looked slightly straightened, but his eyes were brighter: "Brother is back?"
At this time, his attention was completely removed from the old man and his paintings in front of him.
Then I felt something and looked back in one direction.
I was seeing the Six Dragon Emperor in the distant sky ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The boy laughed, grabbed his painting, and flew towards the Six Dragon Emperor: "I'll show it to my brother."
Wu Suwei rubbed his eyebrows in distress.
Zhang Tianheng rushed at him.
Immortal Demon followed his boy and returned to the Six Dragon Emperor.
The courtyard was full before Dang Dang, and it was instantly empty, leaving only the old man's face blank.
"... Teach ... Teacher?" The old man suddenly slumped, feeling his knees a little soft.
Suddenly the young man's figure reached the Six Dragon Emperor.
"Brother, you are back." He walked into the hall with a smile.
Chen Luoyang in the hall looked at each other quietly.
Actually he was a little bit embarrassed.
This kid, is that Xuanwu Yi?
Su Su's brother, Su Ye?
Does he call me Brother?
洛 Chen Luoyang, while digesting the newly acquired information, looked calmly and scolded: "Frizz."
Tone is not harsh.
I even faintly reveal some of the randomness due to intimacy.
Listening to Su Ye's title to him, and then seeing that the other party came to him without passing on the pass, Chen Luoyang had a few figures.
He was scolded by the leader, Su Ye shrank his neck.
He took a little bit of praise to start the picture boldly: "Brother, this is my latest work."
Chen Luoyang smelled the smell, looked at the painting, and then looked at Su Ye.
This boy, paint with blood?
Hmm ... beast blood or human blood?
"Stop, close your heart." Chen Luoyang said lightly, "Your nephew is lost."
"......... Xiao Yuan?" Su Ye blinked, her face blanked: "He has gone out to find somewhere to sketch?"