The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

Mr. Qingfeng raised his brows, and asked Murong Bai suspiciously, "What do you want such a picture for? No matter how beautiful the old man draws for you, it is still not real after all."

Under normal circumstances, Mr. Qingfeng's words are very reasonable.

But Murong Bai and Hu Meiniang are not ordinary people. The beauty in today's picture, before Mr. Qingfeng painted it, of course the beauty in the painting did not exist.

But once Mr. Qingfeng draws it, the beauties in the painting should come out of the painting and become real.

Therefore, facing Mr. Qingfeng's questioning, Murong Bai only smiled and said to him, "That may not be the case."

Chapter 1224

Chapter 1224

Seeing that there was no way to get a specific answer from Murong Bai, Mr. Qingfeng began to guess by himself.

"Could it be that you want to give it away?"

After blurting out such a guess, Mr. Qingfeng thought more and more that his guess should be correct.

Because the beauties in these ten paintings that Murong Bai took out are already top-notch, if you really make a painting based on the merits of these ten beauties, the newly acquired beauties in the painting will be compared with the fairies in the sky , I'm afraid it's not even the slightest difference.

It is definitely a very honorable thing to give such a beautiful picture of a beauty as a gift.

What's more, Mr. Qingfeng's painting techniques alone are worth a sky-high price.

Seeing that Mr. Qingfeng was almost relying on his brain to make up an annual drama for himself, Murong Bai hurriedly called out to him, and with a slightly wry smile, he shook his head and said to Mr. Qingfeng, "Sir, just say , can you draw it?"

After hearing the words, Mr. Qingfeng raised his eyes to look at Murong Bai, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "One tael of silver is not enough for such a painting."

Since what Murong Bai wants today is a painting of "Mr. Qingfeng" instead of the random graffiti hanging behind Mr. Qingfeng at the moment, then Murong Bai has to come up with a price that is enough to satisfy Mr. Qingfeng before he can buy from Qingfeng. Sir, here you can get the beauty picture you need.

After all, not to mention the ordinary big family outside the staff, even the emperor of this dynasty wanted to find Mr. Qingfeng to paint, but he often couldn't ask for it.

"but……"

However, before Murong Bai came to quote a price, Mr. Qingfeng suddenly pushed the ten paintings of beauties in front of him and shook his head at Murong Bai.

"My old man, I have never drawn any pictures of beauties."

Such an answer was already a polite rejection of Murong Bai's request.

When Hu Meiniang heard Mr. Qingfeng's reply, she already had a look of disappointment in her eyes.

But Murong Bai was indifferent, he only raised his right hand, gently pressed the ten paintings that Mr. Qingfeng wanted to release, and then said to Mr. Qingfeng with a smile, "How can I let the old man suffer?"

"Sir, why don't you listen to my price first, and then make a decision, how about it?"

Mr. Qingfeng's statement on this is quite noncommittal. In fact, if he is really a money-loving person, why would he sell paintings incognito and make a living on this street corner in Hangzhou City.

Therefore, in Mr. Qingfeng's heart, he has already made up his mind at this time, no matter how much money Murong Bai puts out, he will definitely not accept this business today.

However, to Mr. Qingfeng's surprise, after Murong Bai asked him to look at the price again, he neither said a specific amount from his mouth, nor put his hand into his arms to feel the thick A stack of banknotes came.

But Murong Bai stretched out his right hand and stretched it out in front of Mr. Qingfeng's eyes.

Immediately, under the gaze of Mr. Qingfeng, a small and exquisite suet jade bottle suddenly appeared out of thin air in the empty right palm.

The golden sunlight shines on it, reflecting a different kind of attractive color.

"Is this... a trick?"

Mr. Qingfeng couldn't help rubbing his eyes, but in the palm of Murong Bai, there was indeed an extra jade bottle.

In his whole life, because the officialdom was difficult to tolerate, he devoted most of his energy to the matter of seeking immortals and Taoism.

Although I haven't seen the real methods of immortals, I know a lot about those legends of immortals.

But Mr. Qingfeng is unwilling to believe no matter what, what Murong Bai is showing at this moment is really the magic trick he couldn't ask for.

unless……

Mr. Qingfeng thought of those jugglers who traveled the rivers and lakes. If those people had made sufficient preparations in advance, they would be able to do many seemingly unimaginable things.

For example, Murong Bai now conjures a bottle out of thin air.

Mr. Qingfeng suspected that Murong Bai was using tricks to fool him, but before Mr. Qingfeng could say anything out of anger, Murong Bai was already laughing and threw the porcelain bottle in the air, making it hang in front of him. At the same time, he raised his hand and pointed directly at the table in front of Mr. Qingfeng.

"Is this also a trick?"

As Murong Bai's words fell, the not-so-small table in front of Mr. Qingfeng, as well as the pens, ink, papers and inkstones placed on the table, as well as the ten pictures of beauties that Murong Bai asked Hu Meiniang to put there before, were all gone. They all disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

Obviously, no matter how powerful a magician is, he certainly cannot make such a movement casually.

No matter how much Mr. Qingfeng couldn't believe it in his heart, he now had a clear understanding that the young man in front of him was indeed the kind of fairy who was only mentioned in legends.

At this moment, in the eyes of Mr. Qingfeng, there is unconcealable excitement and longing.

He clenched his fists tightly, trembling all over his body.

Suddenly, he realized that even though they had made such a big commotion, the pedestrians coming and going on the street didn't even cast a single glance at this place.

It's as if you can't see the strangeness here at all.

As a result, the shock in Mr. Qingfeng's heart became much more intense.

It was Hu Meiniang who saw this and explained something to him with a smile, which solved some doubts in Mr. Qingfeng's heart.

"My young master has set up an enchantment here, and outsiders can't see what we are talking about and what we are doing here."