What kind of power is this?
Number Eightâs expression changed dramatically as he tried his best to resist. However, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to break free from the restraining power.
In front of this restraining power, his body emitted a cracking sound like porcelain. Even his bones were violently crushed, and his body was on the verge of exploding.
A black shadow appeared in the hall.
Seeing the dog, Taoist Immortal Jiang finally heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Although the calligraphy and painting was completed, a powerful expert like that person must have a way to save his life.
Once the other party broke free from the confinement force, he would absolutely not give him the chance to activate the second painting.
Taoist Immortal Jiang regretted not bringing Mr. Zhangâs new painting. The power contained in those paintings was even more violent. These were all drawn by Mr. Zhang a few months ago. Big Sis stole them and gave them to him.
It was naturally more than enough for an ordinary Great Taoist Master, but to deal with a powerful person like the man in black, it would depend on who used the painting.
Taoist Immortal Jiang immediately recounted what happened just now. The dog looked at Number Eight doubtfully.
Masterâs painting canât be directly killed?
Is there anyone in this world that masterâs calligraphy and painting canât be killed?
Under Number Eightâs horrified gaze, the dog shook the towerâs claws, and a large pile of calligraphy and paintings appeared in the hall. There were also some dog basins, dog chains, axes, wooden swordsâŠ
The dog indicated for Taoist Immortal Jiang to take one out and throw it out to take a look.
Taoist Immortal Jiangâs eyes turned green when he saw the pile of priceless treasures on the ground.
No wonder the Lord Dog was indifferent when it saw those things. With these treasures, who would even care about those junk?
Taoist Immortal Jiang sucked in a breath of cold air, then picked up a painting and threw it at Number Eight.
The Void trembled, and an invisible shock wave suddenly wrapped around Number Eight.
Facing this force, Number Eight didnât have any reaction at all. Cracks appeared on his body like glass, and even the sound of glass cracking could be heard.
With the last muffled sound, Number Eight only had time to let out a miserable cry before his entire body turned into a bloody mist and completely disappeared.
The dog was puzzled. Wasnât this a way to kill someone?
He looked at Taoist Immortal Jiang, indicating to Old Jiang he made a mistake just now.
Taoist Immortal Jiang was also stunned. He took out the calligraphy and painting from his Storage Ring.
Seeing Taoist Immortal Jiangâs calligraphy and drawing, the dog was stunned for a while before it suddenly blushed.
It was really hard on him. His face was covered in dog fur, and it actually allowed people to see he was blushing.
This was really embarrassing. These calligraphy and paintings were all drawn by him.
Kitten stretched out its paw and pointed at the paintings in front of Taoist Immortal Jiang. Its large amber eyes were filled with shock.
These were all drawn by dog?
When he heard Kittenâs words, the dog was immediately unhappy. What did he mean? Was he looking down on him?
He followed his master for the longest time. It was several years, but could he not learn a bit of literature and self-restraint from his master?
He only studied for two and a half years and could imitate his master by seventy to eighty percent. Didnât Taoist Immortal Jiang not see through these paintings?
âAh? These are drawn by Uncle Dog?â
The little girl seemed to hear the big news of the century. She excitedly picked up a painting and looked at it carefully.
The dog was pleased with himself. He was a cultured dog!
A group of radish heads stood there looking for it. In the end, Nannanâs eyes were still sharp and she could tell the difference between the dog painting and her fatherâs painting at a glance.
First of all, the dog painting didnât have a soul. It was just that it was similar but not like a god.
Secondly, it was also the biggest difference. Her fatherâs seal only had four words. It was carved with the words âBook Sovereign, Zhang Xuanâ, and the seal of the Uncle Dog was also carved with four big words, âBook Sovereign, Zhang Xuanâ. However, there was a line of small words at the bottom, âMade for the Sage Book dogâ.
This seal was carved very similar. This was also the source of the Taoist Charm that spilled out from the painting.
Without this seal, the painting would be a piece of scrap paper.
âUncle Dog, you are really Gou!â
Many of the little radish heads cried out in alarm and gave the dog a thumbs up.
The dogâs face darkened. Was he praising him, or was he mocking him?
Of course he was a real dog!
âUncle Dog, who carved this seal for you?â
Nannanâs large gem-like eyes flickered with anticipation, but in the eyes of others, this little girl should have seen a business opportunity.
The dog pointed at the small courtyard, indicating it was naturally carved by its master.
Back then, in order to get its master to carve this seal for him, the dog was entangled for a long time.
Nannanâs chubby face was full of smiles.
The next moment, Nannan put away all the calligraphy and paintings of the dog. Then:
âGrandpa Lu, I will give you dozens of them. I am not talking about you, Uncle Dog. You are too much of a cheat. How can you give your paintings to Grandpa Lu?â
Under the stunned gaze of the dog, Nannan continued to divide the treasures and handed the paintings to the people of Space Hunters. Everyone was laughing and thanking Eldest Sister.
The dogâs face drooped.
This was his calligraphy and painting, alright? This girl gave it to him, but these bastards only thanked Nannan.
Kitten and Luhuang, these two little bastards, even secretly took a dozen of them.
These were the paintings that his master drew, not his counterfeits.
The truth was solved. It wasnât that Mr. Zhangâs paintings were problematic, but that there was a problem with the paintings themselves.
Lyu Yuâs face immediately darkened.
He had a lot of dog on him that he gave him.
Luckily, this dog thing was carved by Mr. Zhang. If he didnât even carve the sealâŠ
Thinking of this, Lyu Yuâs body couldnât help but tremble. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the dogâs ear.
This fellow, this was a scam!
âWoof, woof, woofâŠâ
The dog didnât dare to resist. It looked at Lyu Yu in a flattering manner, indicating this place was very close to the courtyard. Nothing would happen to it.
A huge claw suddenly slapped over, sending the dog flying.
âWhy did you come out!?â
Lyu Yu said worriedly when he saw the White Fox.
At that moment, the White Foxâs belly clearly grew bigger. It looked like it would give birth in a month or two. Lyu Yu didnât want anything to happen to his daughter.
âItâs fine, dad. I think you should follow us back. It doesnât matter if this so-called Imperial Lord is the one or not!â
It was just a little Imperial Lord. It was better to be a farmer in the village.
âYes, Grandpa Lu. It is dangerous outside now. It is safer to go back to the village. We donât dare to go far during this period of time. We are afraid of meeting strong people.â
After saying that, the little girl looked scared. âA while ago, Old Jiang took us to a world. There was a grandfather with a sword on his back in that world. He was very strong. Fortunately, he seemed to be in trouble, and his master also chased after him. Otherwise, we would really be in trouble.â
âNot even the Uncle Dog is a match for him!â
The little girl pouted. This was the first time she had seen the Uncle Dog admit defeat.
The dog, who just returned, happened to hear the little girlâs words. Immediately, it felt its dog life wasnât good.