The wife of the paranoid boss is blackened

Chapter 900 Old, old ancestor? !

Feng Xia: "Wait."

Feng Tong has already left Feng's house in a flash.

Feng Xia frowned, "It's not right."

Lin Yumeng had heard the story of Princess Fengxian, but they were all people who died thousands of years ago. If Princess Fengxian was really as powerful as the legends say, capable of writing and martial arts, and knowing the secrets of heaven, how could she have died so early? .

It's strange to say that the Feng'er grass of the Feng family existed thousands of years ago. Why didn't Princess Feng Xian know how to use it to live forever? The god grass, the god grass... If it can't make people live longer, what's the use of enshrining it.

Lin Yumeng didn't have the slightest respect for Princess Fengxian in her heart, but her face was extremely solemn, "Sister Fengxia, is there something wrong?"

Feng Xia: "Except for our Feng family, no one knows the appearance of our ancestors. How could someone draw the appearance of our ancestors?"

Lin Yumeng: "That's right, there may be some people who have the audacity to treat Princess Fengxian as a gimmick, and deliberately make it funny to attract people to watch."

Feng Xia slapped the table angrily, "She dares!"

Lin Yumeng: "Why don't we go and have a look, sitting here idle is also idle."

Feng Xia: "That's exactly what I mean."

If she hadn't stayed here to entertain Lin Yumeng, she might have run faster than her younger brother.

She didn't like Lin Yumeng, a woman who was not frank in her words and deeds.

the other side.

Bell's Restaurant.

The assistant director held the paint bucket, looking pitiful, "Chu Li, auntie! I beg you, don't paint anymore!"

Holding the brush, Chu Li comforted him very calmly, "Don't worry, it's fine."

The assistant director showed her his phone, "I have already searched Feng's family on the Internet, they are really awesome, our program group and sponsors can't compete with them, they are very rich, foreign manors with billions of dollars say buy Just bought it! Please, this small temple of our program group really can’t hold up to the golden phoenix!”

An An and Gao You squatted aside with their hands still in their hands, like melon-eaters of the beggar gang.

An An: "I think Sister Chu is overplaying."

Gao You: "Sister Chu's paintings are pretty good. This is art, so why can't I paint. At worst, let the program group change its name, and our two sponsors will do it again."

An An: "You're right, what a witty little genius."

Gao You listened very comfortably. "I am over-flattered."

Chu Li took a brush and painted a few coats of black dye on the wall, in different shades, and the embryonic form of the universe came out.

"Assistant director, don't worry, I don't know what Princess Feng Xian looks like, how can I draw her?"

"That's right." The assistant director was stunned for a moment, and instantly put away his crying expression, "It made me so nervous."

Chu Li: "Put down the dye bucket."

Assistant director: "Oh, I was sorry just now."

Assistant: "Director, shall we continue filming?"

Assistant director: "Shoot, although the Feng family is powerful, we are not slaves, so there is no need to shrink back! Shoot!"

Assistant: "...Come on."

You were not the one whose feelings were entangled just now!

Chu Li changed to a small sharp brush, and drew stars on the background covered with black dye. Her hand speed was very fast, and soon formed a star-studded Milky Way belt.

With a brush dipped in dip dye, she outlined a background of a woman in gold.

This is the Princess Fengxian in her imagination. Because she doesn't know her face, she can only draw a back view. This back view must be sacred, mysterious and majestic.

It is better to draw the back view than the front face.

Feng Tong: "What are you doing?!"

Chu Li noticed the power fluctuation of the supernatural master, she turned her head sharply, her eyes were sharp.

Fengtong's tyrannical eyes froze, and an anger stuck in her throat.

Old, old ancestor? !

(End of this chapter)