The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 1840: A dragon that does not dig a hole is not a good dragon (5)

A short while later, Dragon God held a lot of things, and ran back.

Shen Yanxiao glanced casually and found that there was only one thing that Dragon God was holding in his hand, and that was-painting!

The paintings Shen Yanxiao had seen in the corridor before, are the abstract paintings that are comparable to modern Picasso. ?

"This is what you want to pack?" Shen Yanxiao's mouth twitched slightly. If she had known that Dragon God's goal was these, she would never give him time to pack.

Longshen didn't feel how shocking his approach was, he looked at Shen Yanxiao with amused expression and nodded.

"It's all my treasure! It's the most precious." Said Dragon God still looked at the pile of paintings with extremely precious eyes.

Shen Yan Xiao is speechless. She feels that the Lord God will not let the Dragon God bring things to the **** world, it is really a wise decision!

"Is there anything special about these paintings?" Shen Yanxiao asked tentatively.

Longshen raised his head, and said with a look of pride to his tail: "It's all my own painting! It's all my most perfect work!"

A bang, Shen Yanxiao's jaw dropped straight to the ground.

These abstract and incomprehensible paintings are actually works of dragon gods?

Shen Yanxiao looked with incredible eyes on the strong dragon gods comparable to armored vehicles, and those super-abstract paintings.

However, she doesn't think Dragon God will be a "literary youth" who likes to draw!

Who could imagine a muscular man enough to scare a crying child, would be a picture that likes to hold a paintbrush without his fingers thick, sweating on this thin piece of drawing paper?

Shen Yanxiao fantasizes for a moment, and hits an instant.

The picture is too broken. Rao is because she has a strong mental capacity, and dare not think about it for a moment.

"Longshen likes to draw?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Xiu with a stiff expression.

Fixed and nodded.

"He will defeat the portrait of each of his men."

Shen Yanxiao expressed that he was frightened. Can this painting ability be understood clearly?

"But after painting, no one knows what he is painting." Xiu Dan said indifferently.

"That's because they don't understand art! Painters like me, only real artists know how to appreciate!" Dragon God hummed softly.

Shen Yanxiao is surprised that she does n’t have any artistic cells. The appreciation of works of art is entirely based on assessing the value of surrealist paintings in modern society. Find the art in drawing skills.

But ...

The paintings of the dragon **** ...

Forget it, she still don't think so much!

Each dragon has the power to pursue his dream.

"Oh, you put things in the Na ring first." Shen Yanxiao decided not to think about the connection between the macho and the painting. She opened a Na ring and let the dragon **** put those pictures in.

Longshen looked carefully, as if there was no treasure in his hand.

Shen Yanxiao looked straight at the corner.

Shen Yan Xiao Shun also put the dragon's body into the ring, and Dragon God did not show any dissatisfaction with such simple and rough behavior. His more attention was still on storing those paintings.

The things are packed. Shen Yanxiao finally leave the palace.

Dragon God contentedly took Shen Yanxiao, Xiu and Tao Tie to another exit of the Dragon Hall.