Chapter 1840: The dragon that won't dig the hole is not a good dragon (5)

Not long after, the dragon held a lot of things, and ran back.
Shen Yanxiao glanced at it casually and found that there was only one thing in the hands of the Dragon God, that is - painting!
Those paintings that I have seen in the corridor before Shen Yanxiao are the abstract paintings comparable to modern Picasso. This dragon wants to pack up the property, not to pick up some gold and silver jewelry, what to do with such a large number of paintings?
"This is what you have to pack?" Shen Yanxiao mouth slightly twitching, if I knew that Dragon God's goal is this, she will never give him time to clean up.
Dragon God did not feel how shocking his own practice, he looked at Shen Yan Xiao nodded with a look of joy.
"This is all my baby! The most precious." Said the Dragon God also looked at the pile of paintings with cherished eyes.
Shen Yanxiao is speechless. She feels that the Lord God does not let Dragon God bring things to the realm of God. It is a wise decision!

Is there anything special about these paintings?
Shen Yanxiao asked tentatively.
Dragon God raised his head and said with a look of pride to his tail: "This is all my own painting! It is my perfect work!"
With a bang, Shen Yanxiao’s chin fell directly to the ground.
These abstract paintings that are completely incomprehensible are actually the works of Dragon God?
Shen Yanxiao looked at the dragon's thoughts in the strong armored car and the super abstract paintings.
How to see, she does not think that Dragon God will be a "literary youth" who likes to paint!
Who can imagine a muscular man who is enough to scare a crying child, would it be a picture that likes to hold a brush without his fingers and sweat on this thin piece of paper?
Shen Yanxiao fantasized, and immediately hit a spirit.
The picture is too broken. Rao is a strong psychological bearer, and she doesn't dare to think more.
"Dragon God likes to paint?" Shen Yanxiao looked stiff and looked at the repair.
He nodded.
"He will make a portrait for every hand."
Shen Yanxiao said that he was very astonished. Can this kind of painting ability be seen clearly?
"But after painting, no one knows what he is painting."
"That is, they don't understand art! Painters like me, only real artists know how to appreciate!" Dragon God whispered.
Shen Yanxiao was amazed. She didn’t really have any artistic cells. The appreciation of art was based on the evaluation of value. The surrealist paintings of modern society, she stole a lot, and can also be from the masters’ painting skills. Find out where the art is.
but……
Dragon God these paintings...
Forget it, she still doesn't want to think so much!
Every dragon has the power to pursue a dream.
"Cough, you should put things in the ring." Shen Yanxiao decided not to think about the connection between the macho and the painting. She opened a narrative and let the dragon put those paintings in.
The dragon is a cautious look, as if there is no treasure in his hand.
Look at the Yan Yan Xiao mouth and draw straight.
Shen Yan Xiaoshun put the body of the Dragon God into the Naduan. The Dragon God did not show any dissatisfaction with such simple and rude behavior. He paid more attention to the paintings.
Things are packed up, Shen Yanxiao, they finally have to leave the palace.
The dragon is satisfied with the exit of the Dragon Temple with Shen Yanxiao and Xiuhe.