Miss Wen came out and bowed to everyone, saying, "The little girl first met and painted a few strokes, and would like to present a three-star birthday picture to Uncle Jiang."

Miss Wen has a good appearance, and Jiang Yulang's eyes lit up and he smiled slightly at her.

Miss Wen felt a hundred times happy, and immediately moved the painting board, paper and other objects from the Sumeru Ring, laying paper and adjusting ink from the flowing water...

Although the painting has not yet been started, this set of preparations has made people feel pleasing to the eye.

Miss Wen is skillful in her technique and her paintings are extremely fast. In an instant, she has a seven-point outline. But she sees the fairy mountain faintly, surrounded by clouds and mist. The three legendary fairy-old man named Fu Lu Shou has already appeared on the paper, and the ethereal fairy spirit seems to be about to spread from the paper.

The middle-aged man in the gorgeous costume said intimately, "The man surnamed Wen didn't fool me. His girl's painting skills have indeed reached the point of entering the house. But his family background is really unbearable. How can he be a good match for Yu Lang? I just wanted to perfunctory him. Since this girl is so good, I took some effort to ask for a baby for Yu Lang, and there is nothing to say when I come to his Wen family."

At that moment, he also sent a message to Jiang Yulang about Miss Wen's identity and the thoughts in his heart.

When Jiang Yulang heard the sound, he didn't say anything.

Miss Wen’s painting skills are really extraordinary. Gradually, more and more people are watching her painting.

The movement here was a sensation, and the entire Peony Hall was filled with people.

However, Ms. Wen’s painting in public really attracted Jiang Yulang’s attention and also attracted a lot of jealousy.

Suddenly, a girl in red whispered: "Isn't it light to paint alone? Sister Mei's painting is so good that she will compete with this lady."

As he said that, he reached out to pull a thin girl in purple with a sharp face and a sharp corner of her eyes and walked into the midfield.

The girl in purple was generous, looked around and smiled and said, "The little girl can only draw a few strokes, so how dare she explain the painting, let alone the extraordinary. The sister of the Zhou family is really ridiculous."

The middle-aged man in China's clothes lit up: "Why should the Mei niece be too humble? Since I have entered the venue, I will open my eyes. If you draw well and badly, you can just entertain your eyes, so you don't have to take it seriously."

After speaking, he sent a voice to Jiang Yulang: "You have been in seclusion all day long, or you don't know the origin of this woman. This woman's father is the deputy envoy of the chief yard in the Xia Nursing Home. He has a high position and a powerful position. Even the deputy envoy of the three departments will be sold for a little bit of a thin face when you see her. A noble girl like Miss Mei can't even be invited."

"Today, she is willing to come and still end, which is obviously of interest to you. At that time, no matter what her paintings are, you will only end up referring to the paintings of Miss Mei. Whether it can make a marriage happen, and in the long run, it will be no different to sell personal favors and make a relationship first."

Jiang Yulang still refused to answer, but nodded slightly.

Miss Mei was not nervous and smiled and said, "The elder has a life, and he dare not refuse. The young woman has made a fool of herself."

After saying that, he smiled at the young lady Wen who was painting intently and said, "Let me borrow my sister's paper and ink."

Her eyes were sharp, and even though she smiled, she could see the sharpness.

Suddenly, a piece of snowflake paper next to the drawing board floated out, spread out, hanging in the air.

Several drops of plump, black or colorful juice flew up in the air and threw them towards the drawing paper.

But I saw Miss Wen sitting cross-legged, and a faint smoke suddenly erupted from the paper above her head.

As soon as such a method was released, the scene suddenly became noisy.

"The ghost comes out of the body, and the soul-sensing realm!"

"Whose girl is this? She has already cultivated the realm of soul-sensing at a young age. It's amazing, it's really amazing."

"This is the female young man from the Deputy Inspector of Mei. She has a lot of knowledge. It is no wonder that she has achieved such success in martial arts at a young age."

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When you reach the realm of soul-sensing, the ghost can leave the body without avoiding the daytime and as you like. In order to use the soul thoughts more exquisitely, Miss Mei controls the ink and drawing paper, she does not hesitate to leave the body without hesitation.

And her ghost was leaving her body, and her martial arts cultivation was naturally revealed.

Although the Holy Court of the North is a brilliant and prosperous world of practice, it is naturally much easier to cultivate to the realm of soul-sensing, compared to the Great Yue Realm.

But not all cats and dogs can achieve this state, and there are many difficulties and dangers.

Miss Mei is already outstanding among the women who can achieve the state of soul-sensing at such an age.

But Miss Mei's ghost was separated from her body, and her soul thought was a pen. Zhang Mo's painting caused a huge sensation and cheers continued.

The young lady Wen’s side was in a state of mind, and her painting heart was just beginning to reach a new realm, but she was not stable.

Moreover, she usually paints in the deep boudoir or in the quiet courtyard, which is a place of quietness and peace, which greatly facilitates her to show her painting skills.

Now that the scene is noisy, she is already in a state of distraction. Miss Mei suddenly comes to compete, which makes her worry and worry about gains and losses.

At this moment, Miss Mei showed her extraordinary martial arts realm, which attracted cheers from the audience, and was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, which immediately made Miss Wen's heart collapse.

Miss Wen's jade hand holding the paintbrush shook, and a large piece of ink stain stuck to the kind and peaceful face of the birthday boy, and the whole audience was in an uproar.

At this moment, Miss Mei's painting was finished, and the ghost returned to her body. She stood up and clasped her fists at the crowd: "The little woman's paintings are clumsy and it is difficult to enter the elegant hall. She will show her ugly appearance, and show her ugly appearance."

She painted a picture of a phoenix coming out of the mountains of the mountains. The paintings were full of colors and quite impressive, but that was the case. By purely speaking, they naturally lost too many Miss Wen at the real level.

However, at this time, the winner has been decided, the winner has been judged, and the winner should receive all praise.

At the moment, there were a lot of praise in the audience, but most of them were praising "Person Mei made the teaching of girls well."

The girl in red sent a voice transmission: "As soon as Sister Mei's magical skills appeared, it immediately shocked the audience. This slut named Wen overestimated her abilities and dared to hope that such a person like Jiang Yulang deserved to be so ugly."

Miss Mei sent a message, "It's just a loss, what's the point of making a fool of herself? If you don't leave her a deep lesson, wouldn't you be sorry for her?"

The girl in red lit up her eyes, smiled proudly at Miss Mei, walked to Jiang Yulang, and said loudly: "I wonder what are the best brother Jiang Shi's two paintings?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene became much quieter, and everyone knew that the show was coming.

The paintings of Miss Wen’s family have been dyed with ink, but they are obviously successful and failed. They are so familiar and not good, so how can they compare?

Jiang Yulang, a middle-aged man in China, said, "It seems that Miss Mei is a difficult person to meet. Yulang, having such a strict wife is also a great blessing for you. Since Miss Wen wants to hear it, you can say a few words."

Jiang Yulang's expression was as usual, but he still didn't say anything. He looked down on Miss Wen's family, but he didn't like Miss Mei's family, and he was even more unwilling to ridicule Miss Wen's family in front of everyone. He was not for him to pity the beauty, but he thought that doing this would defile his image as a gentleman like a jade.
Chapter completed!