Supreme Painter: Crazy Wife Taming Husband

Chapter 17 Painter, Taotie
"...My lord, it's up to you to kill or cut as you please." Qing Jiujiu gave up struggling, she really couldn't deal with Dugu Qingjue.

Why didn't she find Dugu Qingjue in the carriage back then... She simply didn't know what words to use to describe it.

"Smart." Qing Jiujiu murmured, and finally found a more appropriate word. If it weren't for his beautiful appearance, it would be difficult for anyone in the world to meet him. She really wanted to doubt the person in front of her. He was definitely not the same person as the one on the carriage that day.

"It's boring to give up so quickly..."

Boom, there was a loud noise outside, interrupting Dugu Qingjue's words.

This loud noise was earth-shattering, as if a thunder had fallen from the sky, causing the entire inn to tremble.

"Mother, this place is going to collapse!" Qing Jiujiu raised her voice and howled.

She hadn't finished howling, Dugu Qingjue had already lifted her up high, blasting straight into the night sky like a soaring firecracker.

Night sky... Qing Jiujiu's head was empty, she just opened her eyes wide, looking at the night sky full of stars above her head in amazement.

He was still in the inn just a moment ago, there was a second floor above his head, and there was a ceiling above the second floor, and the beautiful starry sky was outside the ceiling.In the blink of an eye, the second floor and the ceiling disappeared, and Dugu Qingjue was holding her in his arms, standing majestically on the high roof line.

Is this the legendary martial arts master's decisive battle at the summit of a certain...

I didn't expect that she would be able to experience this feeling of supremacy in the world and seeking defeat alone in Qing Jiujiu's lifetime... It's a pity, if it's not this fine-grained painter who is holding her in her arms, but Yang Guo, who was mistaken at Fenglingdu for life Heroes and the like, that's really perfect.

Qing Jiujiu was thinking wildly and finally came to her senses, she lowered her head and looked at the ground, it doesn't matter if she doesn't look at it or not, once she looked at it, her scalp immediately became numb again.

In the inn without a ceiling stood a man in a black cloak, and at his feet were Dabai and Ye Diewu, who were shivering in a hug. They were looking up at her together, with tears in their eyes.

"Let go..." The beginning of the sentence got stuck in her throat, and Qing Jiujiu really couldn't utter the second half of the sentence.

The man in the black cloak was looking up at her coldly at this moment, his eyes as bright as stars were full of coldness, without a trace of warmth, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, and could almost pierce her completely.

Even though she has always been courageous and the most daring thing to do is to challenge authority, Qing Jiujiu couldn't help but shiver.

This man is terrible.In front of him, she was so weak and humble that she could easily be crushed.In contrast, Dugu Qingjue doesn't seem to be scary anymore.

"Gao Tie, let this child go, the skin painter is almost dead, don't drag innocent children into the water again." The man in the black cloak opened his mouth.

His voice was not loud, but like his gaze, it was cold and piercing, full of majesty, and could not be rejected.

"It's impossible." Dugu Qing didn't take it seriously, and replied slowly while standing on the ridge of the roof.

"Then don't blame me for not letting go of even a single child." The voice was so cold that it could freeze the air.

"Please go ahead." Dugu Qingjue was indifferent, his voice was sweet and pleasant, like pearls hitting lightly.

"Remember, it was your greed and arrogance that killed this child." The man's voice became colder and colder.

"Boring." Dugu Qingjue lazily responded, then jumped up high and went to the higher sky.

The man did not show any weakness, and immediately chased after him. At the same time, thousands of lightsabers overflowed from the palm of his palm with a flashing blue light, and struck at them with the speed of meteors and the power of thunder. A fluorescent blue world was formed before their eyes.

Qing Jiujiu stared straight into the eyes, not fear, nor curiosity, but awe and longing instinctively as a warrior.

She is a descendant of a thousand-year-old martial arts family, and she always thought that she had already seen the pinnacle of martial arts and the feast of power.But when she saw Dugu Qingjue's ability to summon wind and snow, she already knew how shallow and narrow her previous cognition was.

But now, this man exuding cold killing intent showed her another realm of power with the overwhelming forest blue lightsaber.

The powerful internal force is condensed in the warrior's dantian, and released from the palm of the hand through the whole body's energy channels, gathering energy out of thin air to form a sword, killing people and killing people.A warrior who can use this move is not only powerful in internal strength, but also has advanced in the control and traction of internal strength. Just imagining this kind of ability makes her admire her all over.

Martial arts are far broader and more mysterious than she once thought.If it weren't for the fact that the situation is really not a good time to talk about wine and swords, she really wants to invite these two powerful men to cook a pot of good wine with her and talk about the profound meaning of martial arts.

I really want to know what level their power is in this world, and how many great martial art inheritances there are in this world.

For the first time, Qing Jiujiu felt that this time travel was not a loss at all. She was lucky to be able to see another level of martial arts. If she can still find a chance to let her go back with some sublime inner strength, heart, martial arts and profound meanings, It would be great.Their millennium family will definitely be able to rise to the next level.

The more Qing Jiujiu thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth and laughing triumphantly.

"Do you like being beaten very much?" There was a pleasant voice above her head, it was Dugu Qingjue talking to her.

"Ah? What?" Qing Jiujiu didn't know why.

"Don't you think it's hard to breathe because of the overwhelming sword energy?" Dugu Qingjue asked.

"Uh..." Dugu Qing never said that she really didn't notice, but since Dugu Qingjue asked, she felt it with her heart.

"Oh my god! I can't breathe!" It was only when I felt something that I realized that something was wrong.

Just now she was probably too focused on thinking about the great cause of martial arts, she actually forgot that she was in a dangerous situation, ignored her physical feelings, looked like a normal person, and even laughed out loud with joy.But now that she woke up, she was tormented by the piercing sword intent to the point of vomiting blood.

Under the rain of swords, every inch of space is a deadly spot, and the murderous aura contained in the lightsaber squeezes every inch of space around it.

Just when Qing Jiujiu felt that she was about to pass out of suffocation, the killing intent that was pressing on her chest suddenly dissipated.

"idiot……"

Faintly heard Dugu Qingjue scolding her, but at this moment she really didn't have the energy to argue with him, she panted heavily, breathing in the cold air greedily, then raised her eyes to see crystal clear snow falling from the sky, swirling Wrap those lightsabers.

The lightsaber froze in the air, and the sword body trembled under the snow's wrap.

(End of this chapter)