Chapter 137: This Is the Real Dragon

Brother Huanxi is just because he has one more mouth, and now he is embarrassed.

Waiting to be seen as a joke by Jiang Bin, this time your family is happy to be planted.

How did He Yanrong know that Lei Huanxi, who could taste the meaning of her paintings, actually didn't know anything about painting? Not only did she not feel that anything was wrong, but she still had infinite expectations in her eyes.

He's sure to be able to paint something earth-shattering.

Brother Huanxi decided to admit defeat and decided to honestly tell the other party that he didn't know how to draw at all......

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"The fire that lights up my life......"

Chubby was lying comfortably on the bed, with his belly facing the sky, moving to the rhythm of the music.

Suddenly, its body stopped.

Brother Huanxi is in trouble!

And it's a big hassle!

When Chubby gave the most precious part of his body to Lei Huanxi, no matter when and where he was, as long as he encountered danger, Chubby could sense it.

But it couldn't arrive immediately to give Brother Huanxi the most direct help.

Chubby turned off the music, and his body swelled suddenly.

A layer of turquoise light enveloped its entire body.

A red quickly appeared in the green, hovering near its head.

The two small horns on the top of the head also began to grow.

The two corners of consciousness are emitted like two antennas.

It and Brother Huanxi gradually formed a peculiar spiritual communication.

Draw a dragon?

Someone forced Brother Huanxi to draw a dragon?

Brother Huanxi is actually ready to give up?

Stupid, absolutely stupid!

Brother Huanxi, this big idiot, isn't he just drawing a dragon?

What's so difficult about this?

Just to show you what a real dragon is......

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"I ......"

Brother Huanxi is ready to admit defeat, drawing is really not his strong point.

But at this time, countless fragments suddenly flashed in his mind:

What are those?

Dragon!

Real dragons!

It was the era of dragons, the real dragons soaring between heaven and earth, all over the world!

Black, purple...... Even a golden dragon appeared in Lei Huanxi's mind!

Brother Huanxi was silent. Anne couldn't help but worry about him.

At this time, Bai Houchun also saw that Lei Huanxi would definitely not draw a dragon, and sneered: "It's good for young people to be arrogant, but they can't be so arrogant." Do you know how much money was auctioned off for the Double Dragon I painted at the beginning of the year?

"Dragon, it's not like that!"

Lei Huanxi suddenly spoke.

Bai Houchun was stunned, and then became a little angry.

Why is this kid accusing himself in front of so many people? What is he?

"Dragon, it's not like that!"

Lei Huanxi repeated his words. Take a step: "The dragon you drew has only form, not god. The dragon you draw only has skin, no verve. The real Divine Dragon, by no means like this!"

Anne was stunned too.

The brother Huanxi she knew would never talk like this. The brother Huanxi she knows is always calm-hearted, and even has a hippie smile and a hanging.

But what Brother Huanxi just said was aggressive. No mercy.

It's almost a bit domineering.

"You, you. Bai Houchun was speechless with anger: "You come, you come, let me see the dragon you draw." ”

Although his fame was smashed out by Jiang Shengli with money, he really worked hard for many years on the way to painting the dragon.

Everywhere he went, he was flattered as the world's first dragon painting master.

But today, he was accused by a junior boy of not being able to draw dragons?

"Paper, pen!"

Brother Huanxi was not polite at all.

Does he really know how to draw dragons?

Ouyang Chi was also a little curious. I quickly got someone to prepare a new pen and paper.

Everyone was suspicious, but He Yanrong was convinced.

This Mr. Ray was able to read his own paintings. Then it must be good for him to draw his own paintings.

Lei Huanxi held the pen.

As soon as he saw the posture of holding the pen, Bai Houchun immediately showed a sarcastic smile on his face.

He doesn't even have the right way to hold the pen!

Jiang Bin was also relieved, today he can finally watch Lei Huanxi make a fool of himself.

Lei Huanxi didn't care what others thought of him at all.

He is even in a state of forgetting about things and self.

There was no ridicule, no ridicule, and he couldn't see anyone around him.

In his mind, all that flashed were dragons.

The dragon was playing in the water...... The dragon was sleeping...... The two dragons were fighting for a bright pearl......

And what is that dragon doing?

Ah, see clearly.

It plunged into the sea. Suddenly he leapt out of the sea and rushed into the sky.

It was a pure white dragon!

This kind of white, and the chubby white seems to be like......

Is it Chubby's father or mother?

Lei Huanxi immersed himself in the world of dragons...... He had no idea what he was doing at this point......

However, everyone in the gallery saw it.

The pen in Lei Huanxi's hand was constantly drawing, and dragons leaped on the paper.

Vivid......

No. His dragons are alive at all!

If you look closely, you'll see that these dragons are literally flying out of the painting!

No one has seen the dragon with their own eyes, but when they see the dragon written by Lei Huanxi, they all have this feeling:

This is the dragon!

Lei Huanxi painted the real dragon!

And Bai Houchun's painting? That's a snake at all!

Lei Huanxi couldn't feel it, the only thing he could feel was the dragon's existence......

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Fragments also kept appearing in Chubby's mind.

Lei Huanxi's body contained more than half of the spiritual power in the walnut, and even his mind was sealed with countless memories of the dragon.

It was all left by Chubby's father.

It's just that he himself simply doesn't know how to develop it.

And when his mind and Chubby merged, these fragments of memory began to appear one by one.

Lei Huanxi can't sense it with his own ability, but he can teleport to Chubby.

The memories were transferred to Chubby, and then to Lei Huanxi's mind, but more scenes related to dragons were developed.

Even many scenes that Chubby has never seen can be seen by the last dragon in the world.

The white dragon. It's his own father.

Chubby swears that although he has long forgotten what his father looks like, as soon as the white dragon appears, it can be sure that it is its father.

The last dragon king in the world!

Although there are still many dragons, Chubby can see his father with deep worry on his face.

It has already felt the end of the dragons.

What are those dragons doing?

Under the command of the white dragon. Countless dragons are shifting the same thing.

Is it gold?

Is that circle of magnificent streamers a gemstone?

Are these the treasures of the dragon family?

Where did they hide these treasures?

Chubby couldn't see clearly......

Then, one by one, the dragons began to disappear.

The end of the dragons has come.

The white dragon sealed its child.

This will be the last dragon in the world.

A tear ran down the corner of Chubby's eye......

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The fragments in my mind suddenly disappeared.

Lei Huanxi opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The aura contained in the body fluctuated too much just now, and Lei Huanxi's current body was not able to control it at all.

"Brother Huanxi. ”

"Ray rejoices. ”

Anne and Ouyang Chi exclaimed at the same time. One left and one right supported Lei Huanxi.

The mouthful of blood sprayed on the painting.

Is it a coincidence?

Where the blood spurted out, it was the top, and a natural blood-colored cloud was formed.

This is equivalent to completing the last "brush" of this painting.

The body was sad at first, but then calmed down.

What just happened?

Lei Huanxi was a little dazed.

Look down!

What is it?

Who drew this?

A total of eight dragons are depicted on the scroll, all of which are in different shapes.

A single dragon enters the sea, and a double dragon wins the pearl......

Each one is both physical and spiritual, and is ready to come out.

Eight dragon figures!

Lei Huanxi drew a picture of eight dragons!

"Brother Huanxi, are you okay?"

"Ah, it's fine. It's okay. Lei Huanxi moved a little and found that there was no discomfort in his body.

People in the gallery. Everyone was staring at the Eight Dragons Diagram, and they all forgot about Lei Huanxi for the time being.

It's shocking.

This painting can really only be described in two words: shock.

These eight dragons, taken out individually, each of them is different from the dragon in human imagination, but it gives people the feeling that dragons should be like this.

And together, it's perfect.

This picture of eight dragons is out. Who else dares to say that they are masters of dragon painting?

Bai Houchun was also stunned.

He had painted dragons for half his life, but he never thought that dragons could be painted like this.

Take a look at the Eight Dragons diagram, and then look at the dragon you drawn.

Bai Houchun now wanted to tear his painting to shreds immediately.

It's a shame, it's a shame.

Jiang Bin was also dumbfounded, and then glared at Xu Yanyan hatefully.

You stupid woman said that Lei Huanxi can't draw at all?

Are you helping me or am you secretly helping Lei Huanxi make a fool of me?

Xu Yanyan is also bitter and can't say it.

She was pretty sure Lei Huanxi really couldn't draw!

But what's going on with this Eight Dragons diagram?

Xu Yanyan had no way to explain it clearly.

"Ray rejoices. Ouyang Chi suddenly sighed: "You are simply painting with your life." One last stroke. Did you run out of body or did you do it on purpose? But this mouthful of blood, with this picture of the Eight Dragons, is a perfect match! This blood-colored cloud seems to be faintly illustrating something?"

That shows that this painting seems to be the prosperity of the dragon clan, but in fact, the footsteps of destruction are gradually approaching the dragon clan.

Such a thought suddenly popped up in Lei Huanxi's heart.

He still hadn't figured out why there were so many pieces in his mind just now, and finally they were connected and turned into a perfect painting.

"I paid 50,000 yuan to buy it. ”

He Yanrong was the first to call out the price.

She knew very well that the value of this painting was definitely more than 50,000, and more than 10 50,000.

But this is also her expression of her appreciation for Lei Huanxi. (To be continued......)