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Chapter 1817 The Secret Painting of the Holy King

After leaving Yu's house, Hong Ling was in a bad mood. She kept silent and just walked forward in a muffled voice.

Wu Bei said warmly: "Hong Ling, we are here just to take a look at your biological father. Everything is still the same and has not changed, so you don't have to be sad."

Hong Ling shook her head: "I'm not sad, just a little disappointed. When I was a child, I often fantasized that my father was an upright and loving man. But when I really saw him, I realized that fantasies were just fantasies after all."

Wu Bei rubbed her head and said, "Don't you still have me as your eldest brother? Come on, let's go back."

Hong Ling glanced at the street in front of her and said, "Brother, since we are here, let's take a walk around Huitian City."

Wu Bei nodded: "Okay, big brother will take you around."

On both sides of the street, there are most art galleries, and most of the people coming and going are foreigners, who come to buy paintings.

Wu Bei had no interest in painting, but when he passed an art gallery, he suddenly stopped and said to Hong Ling, "Let's go in and have a look."

There were dozens of guests choosing paintings in the gallery. Wu Bei glanced at them casually and found that these paintings were all good. At least they were hundreds of times better than paintings from the Earth Age. They were not works of the same level at all.

The owner of the art gallery is a young woman with beautiful appearance and graceful temperament. She is wearing a purple skirt. She smiled and said: "Sir, what painting do you want to see?"

Wu Beidao: "Let me just take a look. Are there any calligraphy and paintings by famous artists?"

The female boss nodded: "Yes, please come to the second floor."

When Wu Bei arrived on the second floor, he found that there were many fewer paintings and there were only a dozen guests. He soon noticed that a rolled-up painting was placed on the table, and it seemed that no one paid much attention to it.

He looked at several paintings, and finally chose two landscape paintings, the authors of which were all giants in the world of painting, and two figure paintings.

After choosing a painting, he said: "Boss, can I take a look at that painting?"

The female boss said: "Of course."

She unfolded the painting. It was three meters long and two meters wide. There were tens of thousands of lines drawn on it, some thick and some thin. It looked messy and did not look like a famous painting.

Wu Bei took a look and said with a smile: "What kind of painting is this? It feels like it was painted casually."

Boss: "This painting has a long history. It should come from the era of the saints. This is a secret painting. I intuitively feel that it is very extraordinary. Unfortunately, my eyesight is limited and I cannot see the mystery in it."

Wu Bei asked: "What is a secret painting?"

Boss: "There are secrets hidden in the painting. Only when you meet the destined person can you open it and see the truth in the painting."

Wu Bei: "It's interesting. Let's take this painting as a gift."

The four paintings he bought were all worth more than tens of millions of coins. The boss said readily: "Okay."

After putting away the paintings, the female boss sent Wu Bei to the door of the art gallery and said: "Young master, I will come to the shop more often in the future to support you."

Wu Bei smiled and said: "Definitely."

Just after taking a few steps, I saw a man rushing over with a group of followers. The man frowned and sneered: "Ye Xingzhu, have you thought about it?"

Seeing this man, the female boss smiled and said, "Young Master Yu, why do you want to see me again?"

The man sneered: "Are you pretending to be stupid? I'm telling you, I've run out of patience. I'll take you away today and serve me well!"

After saying this, they waved their hands and the two masters held Ye Xingzhu down.

Ye Xingzhu said angrily: "Young Master Yu, I am a business partner of your Yu family, how could you treat me like this?"

The man smiled and said: "Since we are business partners, why did you reject me so many times? Take it away, I have to sleep with this beautiful boss today!"

Seeing her robbing people in the street and being lawless, Wu Bei walked back and patted him on the shoulder.

The man suddenly turned around, stared at Wu Bei and said angrily: "You dare to pat me on the shoulder?"

Wu Bei asked: "Your shoulders are made of clay, so you can't take pictures?"

"court death!"

He punched Wu Bei in the face.

"Crack!"

His hand was four fingers away from Wu Bei, and it felt like he had hit the hardest thing in the world. The bones of his wrist and fingers were shattered, and he let out a scream of pain.

"Fuck me!" he yelled.

The followers rushed over and were knocked to the ground by Wu Bei three or two times. Their bones were broken and their muscles were broken, and they screamed in pain.

Wu Bei picked up the hair of the eldest son of the Yu family and asked, "Who are you Yu Qingshu?"

The man stared at Wu Bei fiercely: "That's my seventh uncle!"

Wu Bei: "It is indeed the Yu family. I think you are not convinced, so let's do this. I will wait for you here while you go find the masters."

With that said, he threw the man away.

The man pointed at Wu Bei and left the art gallery with the people. It seemed that he was going back to call for people.

The boss Ye Xingzhu sighed softly and said: "Master, why do you need to interfere in this matter? The Yu family is the largest force in Huitian City, and they will never give up. Please leave here immediately, and go as far away as possible!"

This Ye Xingzhu actually had a conscience and did not want to cause Wu Bei any trouble, so he asked him to leave immediately.

Wu Beidao: "I don't like this Yu family, and I want to teach you a lesson."

He took a look and saw that there was a restaurant opposite the art gallery. He said, "Hong Ling, let's go have something to eat while we wait for these bastards to come over."

Hong Ling nodded: "Okay."

This incident started because of her. Ye Xingzhu also came to the restaurant. She was very familiar with this restaurant. She ordered ten dishes and a jar of wine and said, "Young lady Ye Xingzhu, haven't you asked the young master for his name yet?"

Wu Bei: "Li Xuanbei, this is my sister Hong Ling."

"It turns out to be Mr. Li and Sister Hongling. Mr. Xingzhu just took action out of righteousness. Xingzhu is very grateful and offers you a drink first."

She picked up the wine and drank it in one gulp.

Wu Bei also drank and said: "Miss Ye, you opened an art studio at such a young age. It's amazing."

He could see that Ye Xingzhu's cultivation level was not high, just that of an Earth Immortal, but the scale of this painting gallery was not small.

Ye Xingzhu sighed softly: "The art studio was opened by my father. Three years ago, my father became obsessed with painting and is now locked underground. My father only has one daughter, so I have no choice but to support this art gallery alone. But

The painters squeezed the art gallery very hard, and I just managed to survive."

Hong Ling: "What's the name of the one who was beaten away? Does he often come to pester you?"

Ye Xingzhu: "His name is Yu Baolong, he is the young master of the Yu family, and he is lawless. Just because a few days ago, he touched me and I resisted too fiercely, so he said harsh words and said that I would let him go within a few days.

I go to bed with him, otherwise my art studio will not be able to open. My family business is here and cannot be separated from this place. I can only resign myself to fate and let him bully me."

Wu Bei: "This Yu family is so unscrupulous in what they do."

As he spoke, he took out the painting, observed it for a moment, and then opened the Eyes of Dimension. Immediately, he discovered that the painting was three-dimensional, with different lines emitting different colors of light.

He tried to control the lines with his spiritual thoughts, and the lines began to move. He was well-informed and quickly combined the complicated and chaotic lines to form a human figure.

The human figure emits holy light and turns into a tall saint standing in the void, with the aura of a king.

"Holy King!"

Wu Bei was startled, stood up quickly, and bowed deeply to the figure.


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