Chapter 941: I don’t understand about your artists

Under the watch of Old Green Leather and Somra, Xu Zhi had to put away this masterpiece and hold it in his palm.
The ugly mask was stuffed into the mouth secretly. If there is anything scary about Xu Zhi here, this ugly mask that once scared to death a war five scum can also be counted in. This is his combat equipment and has to be played Too.
Ugly mask: to give the wearer the ability to cause fear.
"Haha, Xiaosuo, look, I brought "Dark God's Despair in Thunderstorm" to communicate with His Excellency Hexis."
"This is my painstaking work, and the good artist should like it," Somra nodded proudly.
"I really envy people who can engage in arts. Every time His Excellency is called, I just let me clean it in the past."
Old Green Leather rubbed his hands, envious of God, and watched Xu Zhi disappear in the portal. He thought for a while before looking at Somra.
"Lara, that, can you give us an art class, our artistic talent is very high."
"No problem, this is very easy to learn."
Somra readily agreed that education is his greatest good in Dongfang Village.
"Hahaha, Your Excellency Hexis, I haven't seen you for a while, I really miss and explore art with you."
Hexis was painting again. Rarely did he not scratch his face. On the paper, a green skin jumped up, holding a black sword, exuding an endless black breath.
Under the green skin, a vampire struggled, watching his long sword fall, his face full of despair.
The combination of natural creatures and death is a wonderful conflict.
Xu Zhi looked at it for a while, and realized that the painting of Hexis was based on him. The green skin is quite similar to him, but he was not so powerful at that time, he could hold a long sword and step on Dracula. At that time, the bone he had beaten was split, and he was almost going to die.
After Hexius finished the final stroke, Xu Zhi began to speak.
"Your painting is really ingenious and awe-inspiring. From a long sword, you can imagine the spread of such a horrible scene, and you can see that in the face of death, this vampire is really desperate."
Xu Zhi pursed his mouth and quickly took out the ugly mask. In contrast, his right hand, "The Despair of the Lamp God in Thunderstorm," could not be taken out at all.
Perhaps Hexis's painting could be called "The Despair of Vampires under the Long Sword". Even though Somra painted abstract art, he was afraid to compare similar subjects.
"His squeak, hello, hey, didn't the plague sword come over?" Hexis recovered.
"That long sword was really terrifying, it actually broke, and it turned into a thin, long black worm, which could not be retrieved, but Lord Hexis, look, I have a good baby here, an ugly mask It’s a terrifying piece of art that once scared a prison officer to death."
The always coming, Xu Zhi had to explain about the sword, and took out his most terrifying props.
The lacquered black skull mask, which is scary to the face, is pure dark and cold style.
Hexis took the ugly mask from Xu Zhide, with a look of nostalgia.
"I can't imagine seeing my works from decades ago. At that time, my building skills were just ordinary. Even if I used the best black carbon steel, this mask only integrated level 6 fear magic, art. The shameful skills are shameful."
"Look, at the nostrils of this mask, there is an h on the left and a k on the right. This is exactly the mark I like to leave behind when creating objects."
Hexis looked at the ugly mask, expressing emotion from time to time, which made Xu straight head big, why the reality is like this, took out his hole cards, and then turned out to be the works of others decades ago.
This was very embarrassing. The original horror discussion turned into nostalgia, which made Xu Zhi think about the words.
"This mask has witnessed your artistic skills change over the decades, it is really rare."
"Hahaha, ashamed, ashamed, I did not expect that my bad work was actually collected by His Excellency"
Hexis looked at it for a long time, and then he looked back carefully at the inside and outside before returning the mask to Xu Zhi's hand.
"I saw this mask for the first time, and felt that there was an artistic sprout on the mask. I liked it at that time, and it was not easy to get it."
Xu Zhitian replied shamelessly, the topic was not killed, we are still good friends.
"Huh, squeaky lord, what is this picture in your hand and brought it to me for appreciation?"
"This is a painting made by a friend of mine. He is also very interested in horror art. It is just a beginner's work. I don't know where to start."
Xu Zhi looked at the drawing paper in his hand. This kind of child-level painting made it very difficult for him to organize the words and phrases.
He thought he could not escape this trip after all. In the elemental world, it would make Somra sad. In the lower realm, he would have a bad relationship with Hexis. He was hard to please both ends. Get into your arms, tear and smash when you go and go back.
"Children's level, could it be the twisted lines of your jungle goblin doodle, which can be densely scratched with 1024 lines, and it really has perseverance, hey..."
Spreading the drawing paper, Xu Zhi didn't know how Hexis calculated it. The big guy is the big guy. With such a few eye-work, thousands of lightning lines can be counted clearly.
He was so disturbed in his heart that he just said a few words to reconcile the atmosphere, and suddenly saw Hexis's hands shaking, staring at Somra's "Despair of the Lamp God in Thunderstorm", his eyes turned red, a drop Sweat fell quietly from the chin.
The paper is still that piece of paper, and the lines are still those lines ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The paintings have not changed, only the Hexis.
Xu Zhi looked at his strange god, and wondered if Hexis had the disease or recalled that some old scenes were sad. The gangsters' minds were always changing, and it was hard to figure out.
"what……"
At half-time, Hexius made a loud scream, the mask face was slightly gritty, and the green light from time to time, and black magic elements surging, solidly surrounding him.
"Swoosh"
I don't know when, a big demon shuttled from space and guarded by Hexis.
As Xu Zhi's eyes blinked, several demons appeared together, and for a time the studio breath was terrified.
This scene made Xu Zhi take a few steps back and stuck to his contract for the first time. If there was an accident, he had to rely on the power of the contract to protect himself.
If he had not been promoted to the rank of commander, he would tremble in the face of so many demons exhaling life.
"it is good"
After a few minutes, Hexis stopped and wailed, screaming, and his consciousness seemed to have returned to normal.
"God, God made, this is real horror art."
"Actually ignited, let me enter this sky of thunder and lightning, and slashed me 1024 lightnings."
"There are no rules governing thunder and lightning, and I can't draw such masterpieces, but if he incorporates the power of the rules in the paintings, a good artist like me, when he sees the last pile of wreckage, he is afraid that he will be scared to death. Now."
"Your Excellency, please introduce me to this master artist"
Hexis grabbed Xu Zhi's hands and shivered: "I want to ask the master whether there is a shortage of apprentices."
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