[Comprehensive] This plot is absolutely wrong

Senshou Bashima unfolded the scroll with a serious expression, and when he saw the content on the scroll clearly, his black eyes widened instantly, and a suspicious blush appeared on his face.

After a while, he hurriedly closed the scroll.

Blushingly glanced at Uchiha Madara, and Senju Hashimafu looked at Qingxingdeng again, which was quite indescribable.Instead, Qing Xingdeng raised his eyebrows generously, and said with a smile: "How?"

"...cough, it's okay." Qianshou Zhujian forced himself to be calm and authentic, "It's not as good as one percent of a real person."

Qing Xingdeng suddenly felt resentful, and said quietly: "Mr. Mu thinks that anyone can be as lucky as you, so you can feast your eyes at any time?"

Senshou Zhujian's face turned even redder.

Uchiha Madara: Hehe.

The guy with a thicker skin than the city wall blushed, is it going to rain red?

Qianshou Zhujian cleared his throat, and said, "That...Miss Yunji, your place...is..."

Qing Xingdeng showed a tacit smile that you understand me, he nodded reservedly, and said: "I am a little proficient in painting skills. If Mr. Mu doesn't dislike it, you can go to my studio to have a look."

Senshou Zhujian touched the scroll carefully tucked into his sleeve, hey, he couldn't help itching.

In view of the direct relationship between this matter and Uchiha Madara, Senju Zhuma looked at him expectantly, "Mara..."

Uchiha Madara glanced at Qingxing Deng, and then at Senju Hashirama, who was clearly growing grass in his heart. After a while, he actually laughed.His smile was unusually gentle, and the previous sharpness faded away, leaving only pure beauty to seduce people.

Senshou Zhujian was fine, even though he was beautiful, but the alarm bell ringing in his heart made him have to be vigilant.But Qing Xingdeng obviously didn't have such a good concentration.She widened her beautiful eyes and took a deep breath.The gauze lamp under her suddenly lit up several degrees, and the scorching posture seemed to set the whole lamp on fire.

This is the true beauty of the prosperous age~

When the ice is cold and unpopular, the beauty is fierce and sharp.When the brows and eyes are smiling, the beauty is dreamlike.

Only such a beauty can make her writing and thinking spring up, and her writing will flourish!

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Qianshou Zhujian has never seen such a tough woman as Qing Xingdeng in two lifetimes, no, a banshee.

Her strength is one aspect, but there are also female ninjas in the ninja world who punched into a huge pit, such as his wife Mito in his previous life, and his granddaughter Tsunade in his previous life.However, there has never been a woman who would not forget the routine when showing him the picture scroll she hand-painted.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it's a general cliché.

But listen to what the banshee asked?

"Ah, Mr. Mu, what do you think of this painting?" Qing Xingdeng unfolded a scroll with a smile on it, which depicts the darkness and depths belonging to Hades.The main body of the picture scroll is in dark colors, the endless stream is the underworld, and the gloomy miasma of the underworld is shrouded in the water. However, there is a person standing in the water of the underworld.

That is the only bright color in this picture scroll.

Dressed in bright red blood, the wide-sleeved toga was wetly attached to the body, the belt was loosely tied, one side of the clothes was perfectly attached to the body, but the other side of the clothes slid straight to the waist, revealing a small half-strong chest and thin waist.He pressed one hand on his forehead, and stroked all the wet hair behind his head. Most of his exposed face was blocked by his palm, only a small half of his face and a dark pupil were exposed.

Qianshou Zhujian's head buzzed, and the four large characters slammed on his head——

Extremely gorgeous!

Senshou Zhujian looked dumbfounded.

Even if only half of his face was exposed, Senju Bashima could immediately recognize Madara on the scroll.

In a daze, Qianshou Zhujian heard Qing Xingdeng ask him in a very normal tone, Mr. Mu, who will go up and who will go down between you and Mr. Neiyu?

Qianshou Zhujian reluctantly pulled his eyes off the painting, looked at Qing Xingdeng with a blank gaze, and said: "Nei Yu and I are close friends, brothers and lovers, there is no subordinate relationship, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior. "

Qing Xingdeng: "..."

After a moment of silence, Qing Xingdeng pulled himself together and unfolded another picture scroll.

With a pure white background, the owner of the painting is still Uchiha Madara.But this time, what was revealed on it was not the unsettling eroticism, but the cuteness.Because, this time Uchiha Madara's image in the painting is a three-headed body, not a child's appearance, but an adult form as a base plate, deliberately naive and cute.He held an equally cute kitten in his arms. Compared with the two, they were extremely cute.

Qianshou Zhujian unconsciously threw Qing Xingdeng's inexplicable question aside, he raised his hand and unconsciously poked the swollen cheeks, and then he heard Qing Xingdeng asked in a sparse and normal way, do you and How many times does Uiyu-kun do it in one night?Who gets on and who gets off on the bed?

The question came down to the bed, and Senshou Zhuma understood.He stared wide-eyed at Qing Xingdeng, and couldn't believe that such a... tough question came from a woman.

Even though, she is a monster.

"Oh, don't look at him like that, he will be embarrassed." Qing Xingdeng pursed his lips, showing an extremely shy expression, as if the tough question just now didn't come from her mouth.

There was a cold war between Senshouzhu.

He seemed to understand that Qing Xingdeng said nothing to let Uchiha Madara into the studio, and instead opened up the reason why she gave Madara a bookstore full of gossip, no, information.

Qing Xingdeng was ashamed as if he wanted to speak, but his blue eyes were burning, "Gossip" was written in his left eye, and "Seeking to pick" was clearly written in his right eye.

He opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Qing Xingdeng unfold a scroll again.

Black hair, white clothes.The man leaning under a tree of cherry blossoms raised his head slightly, his eyes were closed, his expression was indifferent, but there was a sense of desolation and loneliness lingering around him, as if the world was so big that he was the only one alone.

This is also a spot?

Qianshou Zhujian's heart trembled.

Qing Xingdeng shook the ground again and opened a scroll.

A black cloak over a white robe with gold trim, metal ornaments on his almost completely bare chest, black gloves from the elbows down, and two long knives decorated with gold gems on his back.The face is still familiar, but the pupils of the eyes have turned one blue and one yellow.

Senju Bashima gasped, pointed at the paintings, and couldn't help but said, "What are these paintings? Madara... Uchiha, what's wrong with you, he can't change into these clothes..." Qianju The hand column is incoherent.

Qing Xingdeng nodded reservedly and said: "The so-called art comes from life and is higher than life." After a pause, her voice suddenly raised a few degrees, her arms suddenly opened, and she said excitedly, "Just give me a beautiful face in the prosperous age , I can give him a whole world that Yangou can understand!"

Senshou Bashirama: No, I don’t quite understand...

Qing Xingdeng looked at Qianshou Zhujian with a smile, and said, "Want to see, no, do you want to collect these paintings?" She was tempting slowly, her eyes full of cunning, "Originally, I drew these paintings by myself to appreciate them. , but since Mr. Neiyu is no longer a single dog, he has a partner, so it would be a little bad for me to keep these things." Qing Xingdeng raised his sleeve and wiped the corner of his eyes, "Seeing Mr. Neiyu With a lover, my concubine is not as happy as Mr. Neiyu."

She was even happier that she was looking for a male demon instead of a female one.

Qianshou Zhujian blinked, and said, "Madara is not a dog demon."

"...That's not important." Qing Xingdeng wiped away his tears, his eyes were dim, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement, "If you want to exchange these paintings, Mr. Mu can tell you all the details of your night life." Qing Xingdeng put his hands on his chin, very curious, "For example, what position do you often use?"

Thousand Hands Bamboo Room: "..."

"Isn't it possible..." Qing Xingdeng's expression was extremely disappointed, and he settled for the next best thing, "Let's tell a few short stories about being in love."

Thousands of Hands: "..."

"Okay, how do you guys know each other? You should be able to tell me." Qing Xingdeng burst into tears suddenly, and said in a low voice, "I don't even want to tell such a trivial story to my body. I'm not alive, woohoo..."

Senshou Zhujian's confused face: Is there a connection between the two?

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By the time they left the palace in the middle of the mist of Qingxingdeng Lake, the moon was already in the sky.

Thinking of returning to the city is the busiest time.

Surrounding the lake in the center of the city, gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky. Between light and darkness, crystal dust like white snow fell down, casting a pure white color on the entire Sigui City.

The fireworks of the monsters are made with the crystallization of monster power.When the fireworks are burnt out, what falls is the crystallization of demon power, which will melt under the sunlight when the sun comes out tomorrow.

Not far away, many drunken monsters lost control and accidentally reappeared in their original form. The bathrobes on their bodies were tattered, and rags hung all over them, hugging the houses on the street and going drunk.For example, that black bear demon laughed and howled and didn't forget to shake the houses, that is to say, the buildings in Sigui City were strong enough that it didn't knock down the houses.

Qianshou Zhujian folded his hands in his sleeves, and was watching the group of demons dancing in the distance. He blinked and couldn't help saying: "All the monsters here can turn into human beings, and I don't know if the tailed beasts in our hometown can also turn into monsters." people."

Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows, and said, "You can go back and try." The one he cut a few days ago was also a fox, and it was pretty glamorous in human form. I don't know what kind of virtue Kurama can turn into.

Uchiha Madara glanced at the sleeve of Senju Bashirama, and said casually: "How is it? Is the painting of Aoyuki Lantern good?"

Hearing this, Senshou Zhujian's body froze, and a suspicious blush appeared on his face.The fingers in the sleeves moved, pretending to be calm and said: "It's okay." After a pause, Senshou Zhujian did not forget to explain, "I don't have much appreciation for those things. Is it good-looking... "The picture scroll not long ago suddenly appeared in front of him, his throat moved, and he whispered: "But it is indeed very beautiful."

With Madara's looks, she looks 12-percent good-looking no matter what she wears.It's a pity that Madara can't wear that kind of clothes.

Senshou Zhujian couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Uchiha Madara snorted coldly: Nonsense.

He still doesn't know that banshee Qingxingdeng!

The brain circuit is different from that of the ordinary monster, and the inside is filthy. Even the prostitute Mao who likes to seduce men is not as inexplicable as her.

Qing Xingdeng's obsession with his... face has reached the point of obsession.

Uchiha Madara still remembers the lingering feeling of being spied on when he was in this world 50 years ago, and the portraits of him that were drawn by Ao Yukito in the room.

Uchiha Madara almost thought he had met the second Ibaraki Doji.

If it weren't for the system's red and bold emphasis that Ao Xingdeng couldn't be killed, and Ao Xingdeng's behavior was out of line but he didn't cross the bottom line. He is still a pretty good intelligence collection expert, and Uchiha Madara's fire escape would not only go to those paintings.

But obviously, as long as Qing Xingdeng still has his claws, he can paint as much as he wants.

Stretching out his hand to Senju Bashirama, Uchiha Madara said calmly, "Let me see those paintings."

Senju Bashima looked at Madara Uchiha with a shocked face. He subconsciously hid his sleeves behind his back and blurted out: "Actually, those paintings are not so beautiful. No, I mean, although they are beautiful, they are not as good to see. Kind of place."

Senshou Zhujian's heart was extremely vigilant.

"What?" Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows, "I can't see Aoyukito's painting?"

The author has something to say: Qing Xingdeng, gender female, racial monster, likes to tell stories, draws illustrations, and is a loyal cosplay lover O(∩_∩)O~ What are all kinds of bottomless paintings, changing clothes is really stunning~ ~~

It’s all for this sake, Qing Xingdeng actually came from time travel == what’s wrong with it, does the time traveler get an A in luck? SSR, no sister Deng said