Hearing this voice, Fang Long knew that this woman was a brain-dead.

I only know these vain heads, ignoring the suffering of the people of the Tang Kingdom who have suffered from the monster disaster.

Yu Ruoxuan explained on the side.

"This is my third uncle's daughter

, Yu Qing!" After thinking about it, Yu Ruoxuan still added: "She loves art!"

Fang Long sneered: "Then Miss Yu Qing, may I ask you, what effect do these things have on us to defeat the demon beast?"

Yu Qing sneered.

"Art, do you know what art is?"

"Art pursues oneself, and this starry sky is the masterpiece

of a generation of masters!" "Look at the rolling nebula, like roaring, like dancing, singing the warmth and beauty of life!" "Look at

the strong and dazzling moon in the sky, like the ultimate light we are striving for

!" "Oh, look at that black tree, like a burning tongue of fire, straight to the sky!"

"Doesn't it look like those of us who are struggling in the sea of suffering want to yearn for light

?" "Such a great work of art, you actually say it's useless?"

Hearing that this stupid girl was intoxicated with the world she had weaved, Fang Long suddenly felt a little sad.

Human beings have been greatly squeezed by monsters to live in space, and there are still people who are sitting here dreaming of empty heads.

What kind of ethereal art do

you pursue! Even if you pursue it to the sky, what is the use of birds

? Could it be that the demon beast has been influenced by you and will not kill anyone?

These scum who ignore the human crisis and only know how to enjoy the beautiful life brought to him by the wealth in front of him, Zhente Niang should go to the front line for a while.

Oh, and you should bring his shit artwork with you.

Let's see if this master can rescue him when the time comes.

Seeing that Fang Long didn't speak, Yu Qing sneered: "What's the matter, don't you have anything to say?"

Ye Lingyao said angrily: "Can this art control your cultivation?Can art make you stronger?Can art allow you to defeat demon beasts?"

The pretentious Yu Qing shook his head when he heard this.

"This sister, you are superficial

!" "People live not

only in front of them, but also in the fields in the distance!" "Cultivation is only the strength of the body, but art can make your heart strong

!" "The strength of the heart is the real strength, and the accusation of fate and unwillingness are what we really need!"

Yu Ruoxuan and the others frowned tightly, they all knew that what Yu Qing said was crooked, and they really didn't think of how to refute it for a while.

Fang Long took a step forward and asked suspiciously.

"This lady who complains about fate, may I ask you, what is unwilling, what is there to accuse fate?"

"Come, tell me, maybe I can solve it for you!" Yu

Qing was speechless for a while.

She really couldn't think of anything to accuse of

fate! All along, she just took it for granted

that way! The master's "Starry Sky"

was a rebellion against fate! But what exactly was she rebelling against fate? She really hadn't studied it in detail!

She just kept saying and feeling that.

In the face of Fang Long's questioning, naturally he couldn't be left behind, Yu Qing retorted.

"You dirt bun, how can

you understand the master's intentions!" "Resistance is resistance, accusation is accusation, apart from fate, what other specific content

is there!" "How can you guys understand the master's deep meaning?"

Fang Long laughed for a while.

I thought that this little girl had some unique opinion, but it turned out that she was just a sick and moaning guy.

I thought I knew a lot about art, and I thought I was very cowhide and very advanced.

In fact, it's just a bubble dressed in colorful clothes and extremely hollow inside.

With a gentle poke, their artistic cells are shattered!

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