I’m Really a Villain

The middle-aged man in front of him was the relentless painting that once famously struck East China.

As for how to paint ruthless life and death, Xu Zimo is not very clear, but he knows that the middle-aged man in front of him is just painting a ruthless afterimage.

Speaking of drawing a ruthless person, it is actually a kind of infatuation.

Many people can't escape a love word in their lives.

Has been in love with Fengzu for a period of time, but the specific situation is not clear.

He only knew that Fengzu and Wuchen Great Emperor were childhood sweethearts, and they later became married.

At that time, Wuchen Emperor had not carried the destiny, and some people wanted to threaten Wuchen Emperor with Fengzu's life.

In a chase, Feng Zu would rather jump off the cliff and die, rather than drag the dustless emperor.

But few people know that Feng Zu didn't fall to death after jumping off the cliff, but was rescued by painting ruthlessly.

Because Feng Zu's injury was too heavy, the painting took care of Feng Zu for a long time.

But it was during that time that the two of them were in love for a long time and had a good impression on each other.

But Feng Zu couldn't let go of the dustless emperor in his heart, and among the two, Fengzu also chose the dustless emperor.

In her words, when the painting relentlessly left, her heart hurt.

But when the dustless emperor left, Fengzu felt his entire heart was dead.

This is probably the difference between love and love.

Fengzu could not be ambiguous to the two at the same time. She chose to leave the painting ruthlessly. It is said that on the eve of the departure of the two, Huarui ruthlessly painted a painting specifically for Fengzu.

And promised that if someone finds himself with a painting in the future, he can do his best to satisfy that person with a condition.

But Feng Zu never thought of finding merciless help in painting. She accepted the painting, but only as a memorial.

Even if she left and left the painting in her inheritance, she did not tell the fairy ancestors the origin and use of the painting.

Because in her heart, this painting is just a beautiful memory of her life.

She didn't want her future generations to mention the old things again, and took the painting to find the painting's merciless help.

In the later generations, there were many such remarks, saying that when the painting Ruthless and the Dustless Emperor competed for destiny, because of Fengzu, the painting Ruthlessly gave up the destiny automatically.

Of course, the authenticity of the rumor remains to be proved.

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The painting relentlessly took over the painting in Xu Zimo's hand, grinning a few times, as if the scenes of the past were recalled in his mind.

He had only painting and calligraphy as a companion in his life, and he never thought of getting married and having children.

But in an unintentional scene, he met Fengzu, he fell in love.

That was his first love and the last.

"Do you want the beads of the world?" Hua said relentlessly and looked at Xu Zimo.

"Yes," Xu Zimo nodded.

Painted silently for a while, and then saw his hands waving slightly in the air, the air in front of him began to fluctuate.

He took the magic pen in his hand and traversed the air, the space was torn, and a round bead flew out of the crack.

This round bead is pure white. The structure inside is very transparent. At first glance, it seems to contain all things in the world.

There are auspicious deer galloping, there are wild horses hissing, there are flowers blooming, there is also a long river running.

The painting relentlessly withdrew Feng Zu's paintings, and then handed the world beads to Xu Zimo.

Lightly laughed: "I hope it will shine in your hands."

"Yes," Xu Zimo nodded with a smile.

After obtaining the world beads, Xu Zimo was about to leave, and the space beside him suddenly fluctuated.

A young man in a white shirt came out from inside.

"It seems that the second inheritor has arrived," Hua said with a merciless smile.

The young man in white shirt first looked around. When he saw Xu Zimo, his expression was startled, obviously he didn't expect someone to come earlier than himself.

But after seeing the paintings ruthlessly, the young man was excited, and quickly stepped forward to bow and said, "Song Qianqiu, the seventeenth generation disciple of the Song family, visited the ancestor."

"Okay, let's get up, I'm not interested in this one," Hua shook his head mercilessly with a smile.

Xu Zimo glanced at the young man. He knew that the ruthless real name of the painting was not surnamed painting. As for whether the surname was Song, his previous life was also unknown.

But he looked at the young man's face but was familiar, as if he had seen it in his previous life.

Suddenly flashed in his mind, Xu Zimo looked at the familiar face of the youth, "Isn't this guy the later master of paintings?"

Many people in the previous life said that Qianqiu was painted because of the ruthless inheritance of painting, and then he changed his name to painting.

It seems that the two should belong to the same family.

"Is the Song family okay?" The painting gave the young man a ruthless look and asked with some emotion.

In fact, for the merciless painting, the Song family is no longer so important.

After all, after so long, his parents and friends estimated that Shou Yuan was already at the end. The Song family now has no people except the blood relationship.

But no matter what, it is also his family, he naturally did not want to fall.

"Ancestor, you left many inheritances and exercises in your family ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Although our Song family no one can exceed your achievements, these years have also developed rapidly and have become a city in Ziyang. The best family in the world, "Song Qianqiu hurriedly replied:" The reason why I passed the three levels in front so quickly this time was that I accidentally turned over the items you left behind, and got some information about the painting palace from it. Information."

"Although you are my clan, if you want to get the magic brush inheritance, you still have to pass the fourth level," Hua Rui said relentlessly: "This magic brush has been with me for so many years, I must find a good home for him."

"I understand," Song Qianqiu sincerely replied.

"Draw a picture with artistic conception, even if you pass the fourth level," the painting nodded relentlessly and said.

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Song Qianqiu came to the long table and took a writing brush from his own ring.

I can see that he was already prepared, or that he is also a painter.

Paved white paper, and the brush was flying on the paper. Song Qianqiu was very fast. What was more terrible was that he was completely closed with his eyes closed when drawing.

For a long time, when a painting was finished, I saw Song Qianqiu's hands on the gigantic waves on both sides of the cobblestone trail, and his hands were gently cut with his knife.

A little seawater splashed onto the white paper, and I saw that the original ordinary painting added a little mood.

The ink inside seemed to be lighter, and then it became more natural as the seawater flowed, without the kind of embarrassment and deliberateness of painting.

The scene in this painting is the top of the mountain, and a cypress grows on the cliff in such a solitary way.

Didn't use too much bells and whistles to render it, but it was such an ordinary painting, but it reflected the precipice of the cliff, the straightness of the cypress, and the tenacious spirit of life.