Chapter 370: Three hundred seventy four

Chapter 370 Chapter 374: Key Points
"Anyone who likes painting and calligraphy will not be a bad person." There was light in Mi Bai's eyes, and she believed firmly and firmly.
Xiao Zheng would never forget this answer. From that moment on, he knew that the person in front of him was his friend.
The matter of making friends has nothing to do with the length of time, and from that moment on, he had a good friend, a student from the west of the city-Mi Bai.
"So I can only disappoint Young Master Mi, because this painting will only be kept in the showcase for 15 days, and then it will be returned to a friend." Xiao Zheng explained towards Mi Chu.
After listening to Xiao Zheng’s words, Xiao Ziyu felt a little regretful. The gentleman didn’t take advantage of others. Although he loved this painting miserably, since the author didn’t sell it, he wouldn’t force it. He just missed the work of such gods. He has not been able to appreciate other poetry, calligraphy and painting for a long time. After all, how can people who have seen the sea admire the magnificence of the river?
But Mi Chu frowned when he heard Xiao Zheng's words, and said coldly, "Not for sale? Since this young man has taken a fancy, he can't tolerate him not for sale!"
A brutal and domineering character is the hallmark of the son of Chu. He is different from Mishen's cautiousness of thinking before and after thinking. The strong is alive, and he only wants one idea to be clear, but he wants to get it, so he needs to fight, not give up!
"The master of this painting has been taken away. If the author has objections, come to Nancheng Beast King Residence!"
After speaking, Mi Chu stretched out his hand to fetch the painting, not caring how gloomy Xiao Zheng's face was behind him.
Now that Xiao Ziyu is missing as a competitor, then this painting should belong to him. As for the author, if you have any questions, please come to Nancheng to find him.
Such an overbearing attitude completely angered Xiao Ziyu, and the black dragon shadow rose from his back and rushed towards Mi Chu who had already stretched his hand to the side of the showcase.
The dragon's shadow transformed by the spiritual power was substantial, with its mouth wide open, and the dragon's teeth flashed with bursts of cold light, and almost instantly rushed to Mi Chu's side and bit his head.
Mi Chu felt the strong wind on the left, knowing that it was the dragon shadow of Mi’s stele, turning his palm into a fist, the black and red beast soul attached to the spiritual power, and a layer of soul clothing attached to the fist, smashing towards the dragon shadow .
Boom, click, click, click
The black dragon shadow collided with Mi Chu's fists and exploded. Spiritual power waves swayed centered on the collision, smashing the rest of the showcases in the cabin, and the group of elder brothers was even more distorted by the spiritual energy.
But the showcase with "Wang Yue Tu" in the center was obviously the closest, but it was unharmed under the strong control of the two. It was enough to show that the two had just fought so fiercely that it was not even a temptation.
"Mi Chu, didn't you hear? This painting is not for sale!" Xiao Ziyu, who was in red, had a cold light in his eyes, and his words were full of suppressed anger.
Mi Chu turned his fist into claws, and the soul clothing attached to his hand turned into beast claws, buckled the dragon shadow and squeezed it firmly, turning it into nothingness, and responded indifferently: "What if I hear it."
"Since you hear it, you have to obey it!" Xiao Ziyuhan said: "This is my Xiao family's realm, and you can't tolerate you here!"
He also looked down upon his uncle, but he couldn't tolerate Mi Chu even daring to grab something from Xiao's chassis in front of him. This behavior was tantamount to provoking Xiao's in his eyes.
Provoking Xiao's? He didn't!
"Heh." Mi Chu smiled: "This painting does not belong to the Xiao family. Xiao Zheng has no way to convince the author that the sale is his problem, but this son is different. Let the author come to the Beast King Residence, and this son will not only make him happy. Accept, and let him draw you another one!"
There was boundless dominance in his natural tone, and Mi Chu said to Xiao Ziyu: "It's just a painter in a mere trivial area, and he deserves to be the master!?"
These words were so loud that they choked the noise in the cabin. All those self-proclaimed surpassing sons felt powerless in their hearts. Even Xiao Ziyu couldn't think of any rebuttals, but still insisted: "Other me No matter, as long as you are in this Xiao family's exhibition hall, you can't help but make you foolish."
The ruthless words made Mi Chu's face sink, seeing the two of them want to make a big move, Mi Chu suddenly waved his hand and said, "This son will give you this face."
The overbearing son Chu gave in. Xiao Ziyu could hardly believe his ears. Before he got back to his senses, he heard Mi Chu's face relaxed and continued to say: "What if you don't take this picture? One, this young man can easily find this painter, and then as much as he wants, he will have as much! This one? I will give it to you."
Why fight for an egg, if you can find the hen who lays the egg!
Calligraphy, painting art, and poetry are plainly technical, right? Since he can paint one picture, he can paint ten more one hundred pictures. If the author is late, he really wants to get this painting, but since Xiao Zheng has already said Since the author is still a good friend, finding such a person is not difficult for the genus of wind media.
Xiao Ziyu can stop him from grabbing the painting because they are now in the Xiao family's exhibition hall. He must come forward to stop him. It is a matter of the honor of the Xiao family; and if he wants to take the artist away, he can find any excuse to stop it. ! ?
It's as if warriors are struggling with life and death. Finding the key is the most important thing. Since Mi Chu has found the key to this matter, there is no need to delay with them.
"Young Master Chu, wait a minute!" Xiao Zheng yelled towards Mi Chu who was about to leave, with a chill in his tone: "The author of this painting is my good friend. I just heard that Young Master Chu meant to take him away, right?"
Only a few days after Mi Bai met him, he introduced him as a confidant and lent him such an important painting. Who knew that his appraising society would bring him danger, and Xiao Zheng would never sit back and watch this. The injury happened. Just as Mi Chu said, the Mi’s wind agent is the best in Xiling. It’s really easy to find such a person. How can an ordinary scholar with dozens of children resist Xiling’s strongest? One of the family.
At this moment, Xiao Zheng blamed himself very much, only hoping to use his own face to take care of the matter.
Mi Chu turned his head and looked at Xiao Zheng's serious look, and shook his head with a weird look.
"You, shouldn't you take the flattery of Xiling these idiots seriously!?" Mi Chu's eyes were full of mockery and mockery: "A group of ignorant trash is talking about the north and south, you really think you are a person. Up?"
"If Xiao Qi is face to face today, this son really has to weigh and weigh, you Xiao Zheng!? What kind of thing!"
Xiling is rumored to have the reputation of being north and south. In his eyes, Mi Hou is just a waste of plaything, and Xiao Zheng is still a mortal waste in his forties. The master’s house is still based on Xiao. On the three-point thin face of the son of the patriarch, this man actually thought he was a human being, and he tried to obstruct himself again and again!
The old trash touted by a group of trash is not trash anymore?
Mi Chu only finds it ridiculous. In his eyes, the big businessmen in Xiling, the north and south, such fancy titles, are nothing in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)