Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor - Chapter 1383

[Chapter 1376 The painting of the god king]

His eyes were indifferent, full of deep strangeness.

The bottom of Yun Huaxin’s heart trembled for no reason, and consciously retreated.

It was the first time she saw Shizun’s eyes like this.

Xiyuan Moni stared at Xia Qingchen: “Young Master Xia, you should compensate for the damage to the picture scroll.”

Xia Qingchen asked calmly, “What compensation do you want?”

Xiyuan Moni’s eyes were deep, and he became even more inscrutable: “The paintings of the God King are priceless treasures. You can’t even pay for your entire body.” The

implication was to take Xia Qingchen’s life.

“The painting, you destroyed it, then you should pay.” Xiyuan Moni tapped the table with his fingers, and his face looked even weirder in the smoke from the letters.

A trace of the power of the Moon Realm spread slowly as he moved his fingers.

She is about to start!

Xia Qingchen’s hair stood on end again, and even his skin trembled uncontrollably.

A sudden crisis of life and death enveloped Xia Qingchen.

A table apart, he can’t even escape in time, let alone the means of one?

Xiyuan Moni will not give him any chance to fight back!

A letter suddenly dragged Xia Qingchen into a dangerous abyss!

Feeling the more and more obvious killing intent of Xiyuan Moni, Xia Qingchen’s thoughts turned.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he said calmly: “To be honest, your painting is a fake painting, and the real painting of the god king has always been in my hands.”

Yun Huaxin covered her heart that was beating wildly, she thought Xia Qingchen The only way to get rid of the master’s killing intent is to clarify himself.

Never imagined that he would say such words.

How could the painting of the king of gods be fake?

It was Xiyuan Moni, who was obviously startled. Her eyes were faint: “Is it easy for you to deceive when you are a poor nun?”

Xia Qingchen said lightly: “Is it necessary to deceive you? It’s Lord Yuan, who used a fake picture to set it up. I’m dead, I don’t know how the grave keeper will feel.”

Linlang Island is not fake, but it’s not that everyone can kill people indiscriminately, right?

Not to mention killing a person who had just obtained the Moon Essence.

If there is no reason, then there is the suspicion of murdering and stealing the essence of the moon, which is against the rules of the Eagles Club.

Xiyuan Mani’s eyes turned slightly: “I trust you for now, how about a real painting?”

The power of the moon realm she released temporarily subsided.

Xia Qingchen said: “The real painting is naturally in my house, but which fake painting you are, I need to take a look at it. After all, there are many paintings of my god king.”

Xiyuan Moni stared deeply at Xia Qingchen . Qingchen glanced at it and threw the scroll to Xia Qingchen.

Xia Qingchen took a look and remembered carefully that this was the painting he left after killing ninety-nine demon gods in a row.

The sword in the painting is the sword he used to destroy the demons – Heaven Punishment.

As for the dark, suffocating and disturbing mountains in the distance, they symbolize the devil.

“Good and evil are opposed to each other, and you will fight for life.” Xia Qingchen whispered the words she left in the past, only to feel that the years were hurried, and her heart was filled with infinite sadness.

“Well, the king of gods was also young, and he also had the blood of drawing swords to slay demons.”

“My generation’s cultivation, justice, and swords against demons, what a pity!”

Yun Huaxin was secretly surprised when she heard this, Xia Qingchen His perception was exactly the same as that of the master, and all of them could see the intention of the king to destroy demons and righteousness.

Xiyuan Moni’s eyes changed a little, and his sharp eyes were reduced a little.

However, the killing intent has not changed.

“You said this is a fake painting?” Xiyuan Mouni said.

Xia Qingchen nodded: “Zhenhua, wait a moment, I will go to the secret cabinet in the house to pick it up.”

After speaking, he walked away, Xiyuan Moni thought about it and did not stop him, and let him return to the house.

Once back in the house, Xia Qingchen’s eyes became calm.

He put the stone tables in the house together, then took out a blank picture scroll and drew on it with a pen!

Xiyuan Moni wants an authentic work, it’s very simple, draw him a picture!

Xia Qingchen can draw as much as he wants.

唰唰唰

——Xia Qingchen recalled that when he was young, he picked up a brush to paint, and repainted the original work in one go.

After a cup of tea.

He retracted the pen, picked up the scroll, and took a light breath to dry the ink.

“Master Xia, why is your real painting so difficult to obtain?” The indifferent voice of Xiyuan Moni drifted.

Xia Qingchen responded, painted a scroll, returned to the stone table, and put it on the table: “The real painting is here.”

In response, Xiyuan Moni just glanced at the scroll and did not open it.

She didn’t believe that Xia Qingchen could come up with so-called real paintings.

Because the broken painting in her hand is the real one.

It’s not how brilliant the painting skills are, but the arrogance contained in the paintings, which is by no means ordinary people can have.

Only those who truly eradicate gods and demons and cherish justice in the world can write it.

This painting should be the original work of the dust-free God King.

As for the so-called “true painting” that Xia Qingchen brought out, it was just a humble opportunity to keep him alive.

“Young Master Xia, if your painting is a little fake, you will die without regrets, right?” Xiyuan Moni said.

Xia Qingchen said: “If my painting is a real painting, what should Yuanzhu do?”

Xiyuan Moni said: “If it is a real painting, then the old man has wronged you, not only I will give you the painting heart, but also give you some resources. .”

How could the resources donated by Yuanzhu be ordinary?

“Okay.” Xia Qingchen said, “If the painting is true or not, Lord Yuan can judge with confidence.”

Xiyuan Moni sneered a little and unfolded the picture scroll.

A picture of an ancient sword crushing a group of demons came into view with magnificent waves.

Yun Huaxin was stunned: “It’s really the same!”

She looked closer, not letting go of a single bit, but as far as painting was concerned, it wasn’t even a bit different, it was exactly the same!

The calm face of Xiyuan Moni also changed from contempt to surprise, and finally to confusion.

Because the two paintings are exactly the same!

She picked up the scroll and tasted it carefully. This taste was a whole tea time, which was longer than Xia Qingchen’s painting.

“Why is the paper so new, and the ink marks are also new, not like antiquities.” Xiyuan Moni still saw some signs.

Xia Qingchen was already prepared, and said, “Don’t tell me the fake paintings you picked up are not new?”

Because it was made by gods, there is a remnant of divinity in the picture scroll, which can make most of the picture scroll as new.

At this point, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is a real painting or a fake painting.

Xiyuan Mo Ni was a little unwilling, and tasted it carefully again, and another cup of tea passed by. She put down the picture scroll and sat down again, her face full of calm thinking.

In the end, she fixed her eyes on Xia Qingchen and said, “The two paintings are indeed identical in appearance, but the will is slightly different.”

“What I have in my hands is more of an indomitable and heroic heart. As you said, It is very likely that the boy of the god king did it.”

“But the one you took out lacked the vigor that I’ve been to, and it’s a little more majestic. It’s not like what the king of the gods did.”

Xia Qingchen sighed secretly, Jiang was still old and hot.

Even though the paintings were the same, she still sensed the artist’s mood.

The original painting was indeed painted by Xia Qingchen when he was a teenager.

[End of This Chapter]