[Sword III] Collection System

Fang Qi has been living freely for so many years, loves very rationally, hates for less than three seconds, but there is one exception, that is Sushou Qingyan Kang Xuezhu.

This poisonous thorn got stuck in his throat since he was a child, and he felt a dull pain as he breathed, but there was nothing he could do, which was really distressing.

Kang Xuezhu glanced at him and then turned her head, as if she didn't know him at all, which was true in fact. Many years ago when he chased and killed this guy, he used the identity of 'King of Hades', wearing a mask, and Kang Xuezhu can only be considered capable if he acts in the dark.

"Heroes, today His Majesty is setting up the Royal Garden to talk about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, not about national affairs. You can do whatever you want." Mrs. Jin Lan smiled charmingly. She is in full bloom at this time. Going beyond, on the contrary, made the King of Nanzhao feel that he had obtained a kind and understanding flower of interpretation.

Fang Xi sat down and took a look. Sure enough, apart from the chairs, there were some pens, ink, papers and inkstones and musical instruments in the center of the garden. The pot of golden orchids was carelessly placed on the table just now, and Miss Wang and Miss Jun were sitting not far away.

Miss Wang was dignified and luxurious with a smile in her eyes, and the little army lady was standing behind her neatly holding a small round fan, and slapped her neckline vigorously when no one was paying attention, it seemed that she was bored by the complicated dress light.

"It's easy to say, since your majesty appreciates face so much, Buddha, I will reluctantly order you and listen to what Mahayana Buddhism is..."

As soon as this side sat down, Monk Chen over there had already started to eat, and he didn't dislike the greasy pig's trotters.

The King of Nanzhao chuckled, "Master is indeed highly respected."

Mr. Liu was also unwilling to be lonely, and offered a piece of snow-capped jade hibiscus. The imperial concubine who begged for it was very happy, and she insisted on returning the gift. She took his golden pipa and babbled, singing the classic song.

Everyone was as quiet as a chicken, but the king of Nanzhao applauded again and again, which made people complain.

Mr. Liu: "Uh... the imperial concubine has a good singing voice..."

You are in the Circus!I hear it!

Fang Qi murmured secretly, feeling is a public gift ceremony, why didn't the king of Nanzhao summon several other bosses to please his concubine, how could he let Xiao Sha perform a Lushan Shenglongba.

"It's too lonely just to enjoy the flowers, how about..."

Kang Xuezhu's half-sentence was a hurdle, and Fang Xi added the second half for him.

How about, why don't you cut a pig's trotter alive, um, Monk Chen's claws are pretty good.

"My king traveled to the Central Plains in the early years and heard that Kang Daxia's carving skills are superb. Can you show one or two now?" King Nanzhao became a little interested.

However, Kang Xuezhu shook her head: "I, Mr. Kang, have not been specializing in carving since I entered the Valley of the Evil. It is inevitable that I am born with my own hands. The beauty of the imperial concubine and empress is worse than presenting a painting as a token of my heart."

The king of Nanzhao who wanted to be happy would naturally be happy.

At this moment, Kang Xuezhu turned around and looked at him.

"I've just observed you for a long time. Everyone knows that I, Kang, have a pair of bare hands that are unparalleled in the world, but your hands seem to be even better. You must be proficient in the skills of your hands. This opportunity is rare now. Why don't you learn from me?"

There are several meanings for letting him compete in painting skills.

Fang Xi had an indifferent face, he didn't know how important he was, and he didn't have a clue in his heart. In front of this person, things like painting and painting were basically like playing tricks, which made people laugh.

"Go, go~" the little fox was still teasing him.

Fang Qi: "Okay."

He agreed very simply, and the Nanzhao King, who had shown displeasure because of his hesitation before, suddenly turned cloudy.

"But I have a request." Fang Xi said again.

"It's easy to talk about." Nanzhao Wang stretched out his hand: "It's just what is the request of the master."

Fang Xi didn't ask for anything else, just asked for a quiet room for him to create alone, that's all.

Monk Chen snorted lightly: "This benefactor is thinking of how to cheat?"

Mr. Liu echoed: "I advise you to play less useless tricks, Lao Kang's eyesight is second to none, let alone finding someone now may not be able to match him."

"What does Hero Kang think?" King Nanzhao threw the conversation to another person.

"I have no objection." Kang Xuezhu didn't care, and walked to the back of the canvas on her own.

"Then let's start." The imperial concubine couldn't wait to ask the maid to set up the hourglass.

Seeing that the countdown had already begun, Fang Xi had no more time to waste. The maid leading the way took him to the room and retreated voluntarily, leaving a few guards as witnesses.

Seeing that they had no intention of avoiding them, Fang Xi let them go, just as he still needed a striker.

So several guards were puzzled to see that someone unhurriedly took out all kinds of tools and mechanical parts from his sleeves, and then assembled them with his fingers flying.

I don't know how serious it is, but in short, it doesn't look like painting.

One of the guards secretly made a small report, and the king of Nanzhao who heard the small report was also very puzzled, not understanding what this man wanted to do.

"Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry~" The imperial concubine squinted her eyes and smiled, and then stuffed a purple grape to appease the dragon's heart. In front of her, Kang Xuezhu had already finished most of the painting, and with just a few strokes, a peerless beauty floated onto the drawing paper. If it is placed outside, it will be fought by tens of thousands of people, and its value is immeasurable.

Except for Lin Baixuan, the painting sage of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, it is extremely hard to imagine anyone else who can possess such superb painting skills.

"Lao Kang is sure to win this time." Mr. Liu said proudly.

"I'm afraid it's too early for you to say that, my lord." Miss Wang, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

When Mr. Liu sees such beauties, he will definitely flirt with them and play tricks if he can't take advantage of them. But although this girl looks gentle and charming, she is unreasonably intimidating.

Is a master who is not easy to mess with.

In a blink of an eye, the time for a stick of incense had passed, and the maid removed the hourglass, and what was placed in front of everyone was a picture of a beauty drawn by Kang Xuezhu herself.

"... Concubine Ai is really beautiful, so I'm afraid Yang Yuhuan will feel ashamed when he comes here!" King Nanzhao looked at the picture of the beauty and then at the beauty herself in the painting, and was speechless for a while.

"Your Majesty~" The imperial concubine pushed her chest coquettishly, the king of Nanzhao was born to be tall and extraordinary, and it seemed that the woman in his arms was a small bird.

"But Mr. Dongfang, this is..." King Nanzhao saw an empty canvas as soon as he turned his head, which formed a strong inverse contrast to Kang Xuezhu's previous painting.

At this time, Mr. Liu popped out to show his presence again: "Yo, our old Kang was so frightened that you forgot to write before we had used all our strength. What should we do? Bullying the king is a capital crime. If the empress is not happy, it will be bad, alas..."

Seeing this scene, Li Yanchang was extremely nervous, his joints turned white, and he was ready to rush out to fight at any time.

"..." Miss Wang shook her head and stopped her.

Li Yanchang could only retract the outstretched foot secretly.

Not to mention how calm Fang Xi was, he flicked his sleeves.

Wall-E, it's up to you!

"Goo... Ka..."

A strange-looking mecha villain stood on a blank piece of paper, holding a pen in his hand, looking cute.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please wait a moment." Fang Xi said as he touched Wali's head, then pointed to the ink on the side.

Wal-E understood, and hurriedly dragged the pen to dip in the ink, but seeing the shambling appearance was very worrying, for fear that it would fall to the ground halfway through the painting.

But in the end, I still had to worry too much. Little Wali made a steady stroke, holding the pen and running all over the drawing paper. After a while, a girl with a big head, big eyes, and a small Q-like body was finished. After the painting, Wali He even found a seal and pressed it on the lower right corner. Finally, he let out a long sigh of relief and sat down to rest.

"Wonderful!"

Before the imperial concubine could speak, the King of Nanzhao had already stood up, applauding unceasingly.

"What... what is this?" Monk Chen had just finished eating, when he raised his head and saw an unimaginable scene.

"Could this not be the rumored Jijia Yanshu?" Miss Wang asked.

Fang Xi raised his eyebrows and exhaled: "Exactly."

"Little brother, how did you get involved in the competition of painting skills that you agreed to do?" Mr. Liu was even more anxious than Kang Xuezhu.

Although Kang Xuezhu has excellent painting skills, painting is just an ordinary thing in the end, but this kind of art is not seen everywhere. The Nanzhao king and imperial concubine are obviously more rare about the iron lump who can paint.

"Your Excellency may have misunderstood you. It seemed that you were only talking about the skill of the hand, and you didn't say that you can't try the Yanshu." Fang Xi smiled mockingly.

"Uh..." Mr. Liu, who was always glib, choked, scratched his head, and didn't think about how to refute for a long time.

"I lost."

Kang Xuezhu sighed.

"Everyone has their own strengths." Fang Xi said politely indifferently.

A moment of silence.

The king of Nanzhao is worthy of being the ruler of a country. In such a strange atmosphere, he can continue to watch the dance and admire the flowers without changing his expression. The three traitors are not acting as monsters.

"..." The hem of his clothes was heavy, and he looked down at the little princess looking at him with great anger.

"Hey, I'll make one for you when I get back." Fang Qi peeled a lychee and stuffed it into her mouth, blocking her next words.

"Mmmm."

The little princess groaned twice to express her dissatisfaction.

Hmph, it's not because of the face that the princess likes you... so arrogant.

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