"You can go and look at the paintings and take out the ones you like." Xuanyuan Xuantian said, turning around and looking at the little carrot demon, indicating that it could help Ling Xiaotu remove the simple bulletproof glass covers.
Ling Xiaotu nodded, feeling for the first time that Xuanyuan Xuantian's opinion could be adopted.[
"Xuanyuan Xuantian..." Zhongli Yirui wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Xuanyuan Xuantian's inspection.
Xuanyuan Xuantian walked to the painting, stretched out his hand and lit a blue fire.
The blue flames circled around the painting in the air, as if melting, and penetrated into the bulletproof glass cover.
The corner of the painting was stained with crackling, and Ling Xiaotu's eyes widened. This guy just wanted to steal the national treasure, but now he just burned the national treasure.
What an outrageous and heinous act this is! Sure enough, Snake Man is a barbaric race with incomplete conduct! Don’t they know how to cherish human cultural heritage at all?!
Ling Xiaotu suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the scene.
If it were ordinary paper, it would have been burned to ashes by Xuanyuan Xuantian's Xuanqing Qi.
But this painting only burned a little bit, and the blue fire seemed to be carefully burning every inch of the painting into ashes.
The most terrifying thing is that as the blue fire gas moves forward, extremely miserable screams will appear throughout the room.
Xuanyuan Xuantian actually wanted to use fire to force them out, because these monsters were hiding in this scroll, and if the carrier they lived in disappeared, they would also disappear together.
Ling Xiaotu looked at the expressionless and indifferent Xuanyuan Xuantian and couldn't help but feel frightened secretly. The extremely tragic screams and the black smoke that burned up were as frightening as if they were on a terrible battlefield.
But Xuanyuan Xuantian remained elegantly silent, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
The look in his eyes was so lonely, not the bloodthirsty look like when meeting a demon, but a real void and loneliness.
Of course, these monsters were probably just in large numbers and didn't have the power to fight him, so that's why he had such an expression.
It's like the salesman who kills fish and chickens in the market. It's just an insensitive job, not cruel at all.