Sell ​​or not?

The ancestor of the weapon soul unexpectedly looked at Mu Lao San.

You are really brave!

Relying on the preference of your seniors for Qingzhou, I dare to speak such bold words.

Senior, do you have the money you have?

I dare to ask if I sell it or not.

Are you insulting seniors!

On the other hand, the ancestor Yuming and Mu Laoliu and others stared at Mu Laosan viciously.

They had completely different ideas from the ancestor of the Artifact Soul. They had all been to Wanqiao Pavilion and bought things.

The moment they heard Mu Lao San's words, they cursed in their hearts.

Why didn't I think of it?

It was actually said that Mu Laosan had opened his mouth first.

The ancestor Yuming was all determined to come forward and suppress Mu Laosan and threatened: Take back your words and let me say it.

The sword light had already fallen into Mu Laosan's hands.

This painting is completely beyond the regret of the sword.

mine!

That's mine!

The ancestor Yuming looked at Chen Tian with a fiery gaze, with three points of desire in his voice, three points of caution, three points of awe and one point of grievance, "Shopkeeper! Can you sell it to me?"

So enthusiastic!

The reactions of the ancestors exceeded Chen Tian’s expectations.

As for the painting, he originally planned to draw it well. If an ancestor wants it, he would sell it if he gives it a sufficiently satisfactory price.

But I thought of promising to give Zong Mengqiu a surprise last night.

And the surprise is his painting today.

After all, he couldn't bring out any other good things.

I think with Zong Mengqiu's well-behaved personality, he would not blame his master for this slightly shabby surprise.

Chen Tian looked at the reactions of the ancestors and smiled and shook his head, "Sorry! I plan to give this painting to my apprentice."

To your apprentice?

It's not that you're wasting things!

Can I exchange resources for you with the foundation building, golden elixir and the combined realm!

The ancestors had obvious disappointment on their faces, and they felt sorry for the painting falling into the hands of Shen Tian’s disciple.

After all, among Chen Tian’s three disciples, Mu Ziping has the highest strength, but it is the realm of fusion.

What made the ancestors even more heartbroken was that the painting was not handed over to Mu Ziping in the end.

"Master! Do you want to give it to me?"

Zong Mengqiu looked at the painting in front of her unexpectedly, and the rich Taoist rhyme made her feel a little dizzy.

"certainly!"

Chen Tian’s warm voice made Daoyun fluctuate a little, and Zong Mengqiu’s condition also recovered a little.

Next moment, Chen Tian's voice continued to come: "I promised to surprise you last night. I don't know if you like this surprise."

The surprise my master said last night was this painting!

Zong Mengqiu looked at the painting exuding a strong Taoist rhyme in a daze.

She really didn't expect the painting to fall into her own hands.

I thought it was the master who wanted to give Mu Laosan and others a reward.

After all, Mu Laosan helped the master block some trouble!

And just now when the ancestors heard Mu Lao San ask if the paintings were to be sold, Zong Mengqiu saw that they all looked excited and fanatical.

This shows that this painting is enough to make all the ancestors excited.

But my master insisted on giving me a foundation-building monk.

Some...scrambled things!

Zong Mengqiu had the same idea as the ancestors.

And that's the truth. Her current practice of using Taoist rhyme is a waste of talent.

She also eats three meals a day.

Daoyun’s paintings seem a bit useless!

But, how could Master do such a thing?

There must be other meanings I haven't thought of yet.

Zong Mengqiu frowned and thought about the little things that followed Chen Tian yesterday.

Suddenly I remembered the conversation I had with my master in the RV yesterday.

At that time, the master said there would be a chance!

And before getting off the bus, the master said he wanted to give me a surprise.

The surprise I gave today is the painting!

But in fact, the surprise my master gave me was to teach me a lesson about the funeral place in Qingzhou with my paintings.

But... Zong Mengqiu looked at the painting and swept over the soul ancestor and others with a little sadness.

Only one painting!

So who should I teach a lesson first?

"Don't you like it?"

Chen Tian saw that Zong Mengqiu had not taken the painting for a long time, and he thought she didn't want it.

"No! Master, I like it very much!"

Zong Mengqiu's divine thoughts were pulled over, and he reached out to grab the painting and said, "Master, you said you want to give it to me, you can't take it back."

"hehe!"

Chen Tian laughed silently and said, "I said it to you, I'll give it to you, how could I take it back?"

"More masters!"

Zong Mengqiu agreed with a smile.

"Well! You guys sit down a little, I'll prepare supper."

Chen Tian felt his hungry stomach, which was a little painful, and he didn't eat at noon.

He originally had plans to eat, but he didn't expect that he would be so obsessed with painting, so he forgot about it.

When the painting is over, hunger swept over.

When he walked towards the kitchen, he turned around and reminded: "If you are convenient, you can leave a meal for a meal."

“Convenient! Convenient!”

"Then I'll trouble the shopkeeper!"

"More shopkeepers to entertain you!"

The ancestors agreed to come down for a meal with shamelessness.

Every dish is a treasure of Tao Yun, and you will be as shameless as you are.

Seeing this, Chen Tian smiled and said politely, turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare supper.

He didn't buy any extra groceries because there were also green-scale fish he caught in Qinglin River. The last time he had a picnic, it was enough for this supper.

Chen Tian is going to work for dinner!

The people in the house scattered into several small groups.

Three small groups include Mu Lao San, Yu Ming, and others, the Artifact Soul Ancestor, and the Demon Ancestor and Kuang Mo.

Among these three groups, the Demon Ancestor and Kuang Mo are the most relaxing here.

After all, they were people living in Wanqiao Pavilion, and there was no pressure from Mu Lao San and Qihun Lao.

Zong Mengqiu walked towards the ancestor of the weapon soul with the surprise he had just arrived.

"What do you need help?"
To be continued...