Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

When Lao Hei heard Qin Hao's words, doubts appeared on his face, and he asked subconsciously:

"Sir, is there a problem with the real dragon on Jade Slip?"

It spent a lot of energy in order to carve the real dragon, which was more tiring than fighting with people for seven days and seven nights.

But Mr. is not satisfied.

Qin Hao put down the Jade Slip slowly, and said flatly: "The dragon in this Jade Slip is only in shape but not in spirit."

After finishing speaking, he continued: "By the way, do you want to take another look at the real dragon?"

"think."

Old Hei looked ashamed, and said, "It's just that every time I see me, there will be a great pressure."

"By the way, sir, do you have any channel to see the real dragon?"

Qin Hao said lightly: "No, but I can draw a picture to see."

? ? ?

There were several big question marks on Old Hei's head.

"Just to take a look?"

Qin Hao nodded: "That's right, if you can't find a real dragon, just draw a picture yourself, since you're free anyway."

Old Hei: "..."

Sir, can you speak some human words, I am too old to keep up with your thinking.

Qin Hao saw that he was in a daze, and immediately said: "But this real dragon is not so easy to draw, you need to pay a little bit, otherwise the real dragon drawn will not have the power of dragon."

"You still want Longwei?"

Lao Hei felt that the amount of information was a bit large, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

"Otherwise."

Qin Hao said with a serious face: "If you just look at your appearance, it's fine to see if your Jade Slip is good."

It seems that this is the truth.

Old Hei's curiosity was aroused by Qin Hao's serious attitude.

"I don't know sir, what do you need?"

Qin Hao said: "One drop of Jiaolong's true blood is enough, let me be the paint."

Lao Hei was dumbfounded. Although his true dragon blood was not the blood of a real dragon, it was infinitely close to the blood of a real dragon.

No matter where you put it, it is a first-class baby.

Mister actually wants to use this thing as paint, isn't that just teasing him?

"Of course, it's fine if you don't want to. I've never been a person who makes things difficult for others."

Qin Hao paused: "By the way, I forgot that you are not human, but that's what it means."

Old Hei: Sir, I am indeed not a human being, but are you doing human affairs?

No, sir will never be so boring.

Could it be that this is a test given to me by my husband?

"Row!"

After struggling for a few seconds, Lao Hei finally made a decision.

It conjured up a vessel at random, and then gently scratched the heart of Own with its fingertips, and took out a drop of dark red true blood from it and dripped it into the vessel.

As soon as the True Blood of the Flood Dragon appeared, it exuded a powerful might of a Flood Dragon, covering the entire restaurant.

Shi Xuan, who was chopping firewood, felt the terrifying power of the flood dragon, his hands trembled in fright, and a hatchet slashed directly on Own's wrist.

hiss……

Shi Xuan took a deep breath and murmured, "What is Old Hei senior doing?"

Na Lanqin, who was practicing calligraphy in the study, was so frightened that he even dropped the pen in his hand to the ground.

"Why is Grandpa Hei so scary for no reason?"

As the person in charge, Lao Hei sat on the chair in a state of collapse, and respectfully pushed the drop of true blood over.

The movement in the restaurant naturally attracted the attention of the people around.

Feeling the terrifying power of the flood dragon, the big guy instantly suppressed all the thoughts that should not have in his heart.

Qin Hao looked at the Flood Dragon True Blood in the vessel with a pensive look on his face, and then took out the fairy peach tree juice, the Holy Spirit Spring, etc. from the storage ring and the secret realm in his palm respectively, and began to mix the paints.

After half an hour.

Qin Hao took out the drawing paper and set up the easel, and began to concentrate on painting according to the appearance of the real dragon in Jade Slip.

In a day's work, half a dragon was drawn.

"Ding! You are addicted to painting and don't think about cultivation, Cultivation Base+5000, True Essence of the Great Dao+5..."

Early the next morning, Qin Hao was about to continue painting.

Gan Zhenduo and Kuanglang Three Swords are back.

They saw Qin Hao's easel on the second floor, with curious expressions on their faces.

But they didn't ask too much, but just sat aside and watched quietly.

After a day of recuperation, Lao Hei also recovered a lot, and joined the ranks of looking at the paintings.

Nalanqin took a look at the portrait and didn't think there was anything special, so he went to the study to continue his work.

Until the afternoon, when the painting is about to be completed.

There was a knock on the door.

Gan Zhenduo immediately asked Nalan Qin who had finished his homework to open the door.

After a while, Murong Yanran and Shangguan Feiyu came to the second floor.

Qin Hao didn't talk to them, but continued with what he was saying.

After a while, he stopped what he was doing, turned to look at the second daughter and asked, "Why are you here?"

Murong Yanran said: "My Little Sister is worried that you won't fulfill the bet and run away, so I'll bring her to see you."

Qin Hao smiled and said, "Don't worry, I, Qin Hao, will do what I say, and I will never lie to her like a little girl."

Murong Yanran looked along the drawing board in front of Qin Hao, and saw a lifelike black dragon drawn on it.

Moreover, the black dragon exuded a faint dragon power, which made her, the Jiuyou Holy Maiden, feel her heart tremble.

It wasn't just Murong Yanran who felt this way, but also the few people beside her.

The most obvious one is Lao Hei, although the dragon's power on the real dragon in the painting is very weak.

But it can clearly feel that this dragon's power is stronger than its own dragon's power.

If one can observe the power of the real dragon on this real dragon picture every day, within a hundred years, it will definitely be able to break through.

"Mr. Qin, you didn't open the door for business, just to paint this painting?" Murong Yanran asked curiously.

"It's not all. It's just that I was bored these few days and wanted to see the real dragon, so I drew a picture myself."

Qin Hao's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

But it was extremely shocking to Murong Yanran's ears. Are all the masters these days so casual?

Shangguan Feiyu, who had been silent all this time, asked curiously, "Mr. Qin, why doesn't the dragon you drew have eyes?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at Longshou one after another.

Sure enough, the eyes are hollow.

They only paid attention to Long Wei in the painting before, and didn't pay attention to this detail at all.

The big guys all set their eyes on Qin Hao.

Want to hear how he explains it?

Qin Hao said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, my painting is so-so, and I still can't make the things I draw move with my heart. In order to prevent the drawn dragon from flying away, I didn't add the finishing touch right away."

? ? ?

Rows of question marks appeared on everyone's heads.

There are many questions in their minds, but they don't know where to ask them.

Nalan Qin asked in a low voice, "Mr. Qin, are you joking?"

Qin Hao said with a smile: "Do you think I look like the kind of person who jokes about business?"

"If you want to see the finishing touch, just follow me. It's better to wait until the dragon really flies out of control, destroying the restaurant and causing a lot of trouble."

Everyone: "..."