Shoot The Dragon With One Arrow

"elder sister." Siberia blushed, showing a very hard look, and said with a trembling voice, "I can't hold on anymore."

When she was talking, there was drool at the corner of her mouth and her eyes were red.

Laila was taken aback by Siberia’s appearance, "Siberia, what's the matter with you?"

"I...I want it!" Siberia Leah frequently cast her eyes on Evan in the painting, and said with difficulty.

"Miss Siberia, is there something wrong with it?" Gray Baron licked his lips, and a rush of heat from his lower body almost burst out, because Siberia's expression is too tempting now Power, much like the expression on arrival at Peak.

Lila saw Siberia’s behavior and knew that she had committed that problem again, and this time it seemed very serious. She stretched out her hand and tapped on Siberia’s forehead, like a warm voice. Persuasion is also like a warning, "Only an exception, I heard it."

"I see, elder sister." Siberia replied.

Laila explained to Gray Baron, "Siberia is okay, but I've been holding back for too long and want to go to the toilet."

Gray Baron volunteered: "Oh, Then I will take Miss Siberia, the toilet in Green Lion Academy is very difficult to find."

"elder sister." Siberia eyes shined and cast her gaze to Laila.

Lila shook her head, "Let her go by herself, Master Baron, let me appreciate the young man's paintings, and now it's the most exciting moment."

Grey Baron see west Beria obediently left the table alone, and no longer insisted.

"I really missed it, I really want it." Siberia took a few steps, couldn't help turning her head, her eyes flashed a fierce look towards Evan, and suddenly, she felt like she was stabbed by a knife. The feeling of appearing, Siberia suddenly smiled obediently, laughed at the source of sight, Laila, and hurriedly left.

In a state of extinction, Evan's senses became very keen. He noticed the hostility against him, but the hostility came quickly and disappeared quickly. He could not determine the source.

Wood demon? Or a group of wanted criminals?

No matter what, it should be safe in full view.

Painting has reached a critical moment. Evan doesn't want to stop. He is in a hard to describe state. He has benefited a lot from each stroke. His painting skills are advanced by leaps and bounds.

More importantly, apart from painting, he deeply feels that a little bit of imprint is carved into his body.

In the future, there is no need to deliberately adjust, to try, only a single thought, he can enter the state of absolute.

This is a surprise.

Although the garrison knew that Evan's painting skills were excellent, he was limited to the field of portrait painting. He didn't expect Evan to paint such amazing works.

Just the title of the 1st color painting in history, the value of this painting has exceeded ten Gold Coins, not to mention the magnificent content of the painting, its value is inestimable.

"How long has it been since Evan started painting?" Gallagher asked the facial expression grave.

"It's been almost two hours," the teacher replied.

"Two hours...how is this possible?" Gallaher opened his mouth slightly, "Under normal circumstances, it can last for five minutes, which is already a relatively long time."

The Jue used by Evan now is slightly different from the battle. It does not consume much physical energy. It lasts for two hours. It is more of a mental exhaustion.

Even so, he was exhausted by painting for two consecutive hours. Fortunately, the painting is finally coming to an end. In Evan's pen, the Big Three appear one after another.

The garrison officer wears a helmet with horns and holds a big sword, and launches a majestic charge. Beside him is the administrative officer holding a pair of scimitars, and behind them, he is wearing one. A handsome white cloak, a financial officer with a naked upper body. His explosive muscles are eye-catching.

"pu" Someone couldn't help but laugh out loud, no way, although the Treasurer's appearance is handsome, but it makes people want to laugh inexplicably.

Even the defending officer couldn't help laughing, his mouth turned upwards.

The financial officer's face is dark, he wants to get angry, but when he sees the appearance in his painting, he feels that the painting is quite good, which makes him very entangled.

"Elder sister, I am back." Siberia returned to her normal expression and returned to Laila.

Lila's nose moved lightly, and she smelled a very faint blood-reeking qi, she turned her head abruptly and looked towards Siberia, her brows suddenly wrinkled, although the black dress did not show any color , But she still saw the marks on Siberia’s chest at a glance.

Siberia quickly noticed his mistake, agitated slightly under the dress, and the trace disappeared.

Lila's eyes turned left and right. "Although it was only a moment, two people noticed you."

Siberia stuck out her tongue, "Sorry, elder sister, yes I’m not careful, what do we do? Are you going to kill them?"

"It’s okay." Laila smiled, "Because of your mistake just now, I found something very interesting. Things."

Here, Evan finally started to finish, Laila and Siberia filled the last blank on the drawing paper.

This painting was originally made for the two of them, so naturally they are the real protagonists.

Lila's long hair is fluttering, floating in the air, standing opposite a golden giant dragon, with white wings spread out, and a halo around him, looking very holy. Siberia was wrapped in a black tube top, and her lower body was a pair of black shorts, wrapped around a chain, on the other end of the chain was tied a dragon with sacred tusks, a black robe was flying backwards, her right hand was A huge cannon, intense rays of light converge, and energy cannons are ready to go.

The image of the two women is really amazing.

From Laila's shining eyes, she knew that she was quite satisfied.

When Siberia saw the painting, the emotion that had stabilized was about to emerge again. "Like it, I like it... I really want to... I want to..."

Laila stroked Siberia's head to soothe her emotions.

"Title: Hunting Dragon Show!" Evan threw the paintbrush into the bucket and gave the painting a name.

"Well, what a dragon hunting show."

"Wonderful!" There was warm applause.

They witnessed history today and saw the birth of colorful paintings.

At this moment, although Evan is feeling tired, he is very excited.

He is very satisfied with this painting.

"I have five Gold Coins, Gray Baron. I don't know if I can cut my love, and give me this painting." A mustache Sir opened the mouth and said.

"Only five Gold Coins, I issued seven Gold Coins." There is another humanity.

"Although I am not interested in painting or anything, I love this painting very much, ten Gold Coins." This time it was the administrator who spoke.

"Antoy, you guys don’t know how to draw and join in the fun. Brother Gray, I’ll give out 20 Gold Coins and must sell it to me." The financial officer couldn’t help but speak, he said to the painting His love is serious. At this moment, such a wonderful painting was born in front of him, which made him salivate.