Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 399

After a while, an old man in his 70s and [-]s was pushed and shoved by Xiao Zhuge and came over.

The old man wore a pair of presbyopic glasses, looking refined from the inside out.

It's just that the old man's face is not very good. Although he is dressed meticulously, his head is drooping, but there is anger on his face.

He raised his head, glanced at Li Murong, and the old man snorted coldly: "Li Murong, don't be wishful thinking, with your state of mind, it is impossible to write a real face! Also, please let me go quickly!" , you have locked me here for a week, if you don't let me go, my family will definitely be anxious!"

The old man spoke with anger in his eyes.

Hearing this, Li Murong laughed loudly: "Old Cao, look at how angry you are! I left you here just to let you help me create a masterpiece, don't get angry, don't get angry!" Get angry!"

"Hmph, this old man will never write half a word for you!" This person is none other than the most famous face master in China, Cao Guorang.

Cao Guorang's research on facial features is incomparably thorough, almost to the point of perfection. Although the real ones cannot be confused with the real ones, if you don't carefully identify them, you may never be able to identify them.

Even a set of calligraphy by Cao Guorang was auctioned at a high price of 200 million yuan in the calligraphy and painting market.

Because of this, Cao Guorang has become the leading calligraphy master in China.

It's just that when Cao Guorang came to Jiangzhou to participate in a calligraphy exhibition some time ago, he didn't expect to be intercepted by Li Murong in the hotel.

Li Murong insisted on asking Cao Guorang to write a calligraphy and painting for him.

Cao Guorang refused, so Li Murong simply imprisoned Cao Guorang and entertained him with food and drink.

However, Cao Guorang is a stubborn old man, no matter whether Li Murong threatens or lures him, it is completely useless.

Although Li Murong is the head of the Iron Fist Sect, his obsession with calligraphy has reached an unspeakable level, so he did not use force against Cao Guo.

This time, seeing the two words that Ye Tianxin handpicked, of course Li Murong wanted Cao Guorang to appreciate them.

Cao Guorang looked hale and hearty, although he was old, but his bones were still very hard, seeing Li Murong's smile hiding a knife, he turned his head with a cold snort, unwilling to talk to him again.

Turning his head around, Cao Guorang's eyes just fell on the two words Ye Tian just wrote.

Involuntarily, his eyes flickered twice, and he quickly came to the table, without even looking at Ye Tian, ​​but pushed Ye Tian aside, staring at the calligraphy and painting with bright eyes.

"This...is this face? This...how is this possible?"

Cao Guorang's voice trembled a little, he took a deep breath, and seemed to feel the fragrance of ink on the calligraphy and painting. After looking carefully, he found that the ink was not completely dry, so he couldn't help but widen his eyes suddenly, and said in disbelief: " Li Murong, this...is this what you imitated?"

As soon as the words came out, he shook his head vigorously: "Impossible, impossible, Li Murong, you have a bad mind, and you will never be able to write this kind of calligraphy in this life! Could it be that there is no master here?"

Then he looked around and saw that apart from those big men and little Zhuge, there was only Ye Tian.

However, seeing that Ye Tian was only in his twenties, Cao Guorang didn't think about Ye Tian at all, but quickly set his eyes on Li Murong: "Li Murong, where is that master? Left? Or is he under house arrest? You should release him soon, you must not defile someone who can write such words!"

Cao Guorang was extremely excited. Looking at that appearance, he was even more excited than seeing a beautiful daughter-in-law.

Hearing this, Li Murong's eyes widened in shock: "Old Cao, is this painting really good?"

"Nonsense, a hundred times smarter than me!"

"Hiss..." Li Murong gasped.

Little Zhuge's heart trembled wildly.

hundred times?
Nima, this kid really wrote a fake face?
If this is the case, then could the sect master really become this kid's dog?

Damn, no, this is absolutely not possible!

If he became Ye Tian's dog with just a pair of calligraphy and painting, he wanted to drive Ye Tian like a dog today, but now it's the other way around.

Absolutely not!

Little Zhuge's eyeballs rolled around twice, and he winked at those big men.

Seeing this, those big men leaned forward one after another: "What bullshit calligraphy and painting! Huh, in front of me, it's just a piece of waste paper!"

Taking advantage of Li Murong's inattention, one of the big men stepped forward and grabbed the calligraphy and painting, then tore it in half with a stabbing sound.

Half book heart, half book quiet.

After tearing it up, the big man gave Cao Guorang a hard look, and shouted angrily: "Old man, you know nothing! If you talk nonsense here to confuse the sect master, see if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

"You... what are you doing?" Seeing that the big man had torn the calligraphy and painting in half, Cao Guorang jumped up and threw himself on the calligraphy and painting, trembling, trying to put the two calligraphy and painting together.

However, the paper has been torn and how can it be intact.

After fighting for a while, Cao Guorang was already trembling like he was suffering from epilepsy: "Reckless, Li Murong, you...your subordinates are really reckless!"

Li Murong didn't expect his subordinates to be so impulsive.

He knew calligraphy, but he wasn't sure.

At this time, if Cao Guo was invited out, he naturally knew that Ye Tian's calligraphy was much better than his own.

However, I really let myself be Ye Tian's dog with a piece of calligraphy.

Li Murong really wasn't crazy to this extent.

A crazy idea suddenly flashed in my mind.

Since this Ye Tian can write such wonderful calligraphy, imprisoning him here and letting him write for himself every day is definitely a paradise-like enjoyment!

"Pull him aside!" Li Murong waved his hand and turned to stare at Ye Tian: "Ye Xiaoyou, you lost."

Seeing that Li Murong didn't stop his men from tearing up the calligraphy and paintings, Ye Tian guessed that Li Murong had regrets.

He smiled lightly, "Where did I lose?"

"Hmph, look at your calligraphy and paintings. Although even Cao Guorang praised them a lot, they are just two scraps of paper. How can this kind of calligraphy and painting have anything to do with appearance?"

It's all bullshit.

However, when Cao Guorang heard this, his eyes widened and he stared at Ye Tian in disbelief.

This calligraphy and painting was written by this little guy?
Ye Tian saw that Li Murong started to say some high-sounding reasons and wanted to deny himself, the smile on his face became brighter, and he didn't talk to him. Half of it was stabbed and torn into pieces, then he raised his hand, and then pointed to the half where Jing was written: "Li Murong, whether you admit it or not, this half of the word is yours. previous promises."

"Hehe, there is a word worth a thousand gold in ancient times. Today, I use this word in exchange for your Iron Fist Gate. Do you want to exchange it?"

　PS: Today's update is over, and the excitement will continue tomorrow!
　　
　
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