Rustling - fine lines of stone powder fell on the ground, and you could hear the sound of the thin rope made by the sword tip as it traveled around the body of the cup. The entire conference room was silent. The three jade carving masters had left their seats and came to Xu Qing with great interest.
Watching the rapid movement of the sword hilt in his hand, this kid was already completely high, and nothing around him would affect him from finishing carving the cup.
The tip of the sword rotated, and the two dragon eyes flashed with red light. Then he lit the phoenix eyes, and two sharp lights seemed to shine through the eyes. Xu Qing raised his wrist, pouted and gently blew away the red lime on the cup, and the dragon and phoenix drank.
The blood cup took shape. The next second, a big, wrinkled hand reached over and snatched the cup away.
"Good boy, lend me this cup for a few days." Xue Hongyun took the cup away without ceremony, held it in his hand and turned around to leave. Lu Gaoyang and Mao Mingshan behind him didn't want to do anything anymore, and hurriedly took two steps forward to hold him.
On the sleeves of old friends.
"You are an old man with quick hands. You just said "good boy" and you are not close to each other and you scraped something away. What's the point?" Mao Mingshan pulled Mr. Xue's sleeve back, looking like an old man fighting for a toy.
urchin.
Lu Gaoyang pulled the other sleeve back, and pulled Mr. Xue back in a daze: "I said Hongyun, don't just think that the chicken blood stone is red and you just respond to the situation. Bring it over first to give us a long eye." He said.
He is also an unyielding master and will not give face to anyone in such matters.
Xue Hongyun turned around with a grimace and whispered: "You two old guys are a bit promising, okay? Let's go up together and take a look."
Lu Gaoyang and Mao Mingshan looked at each other and said in unison: "This is still reasonable, then let's walk." The three jade carving masters quarreled for a few words like old naughty boys, and walked towards the podium together, leaving this object truly
The owner stared behind him.
Xu Qing didn't spend much time on the Dragon and Phoenix Blood Drinking Cup, but the most important thing was the state he was in just now. It was like a god helping him to forget both things and himself. Now even if he is given ten more chicken blood stones, he still can't find the state he was in just now, especially
It was the final finishing moment. He felt peaceful, without sadness or joy. The wonderful feeling seemed to only last for a second, and his mood immediately became chaotic almost as soon as it was completed.
There are two poems that best describe the process of forming this dragon and phoenix blood-drinking cup. The article is made by nature, and it is accidentally obtained by a skilled hand. It is absolutely flawless and does not need to be artificial. The nature of a wonderful article accidentally is the same as that of a wonderful utensil. It pays attention to attention.
What is important is a flash of inspiration in the mind. What is important is a state, which is almost impossible to copy. Looking back suddenly, it is impossible to capture it.
When Tang Dashao saw his good brother in a daze, he took it for granted that he was reluctant to part with the cup. He raised his eyebrows and said: "Qingzi, I will help you get the things back now. Look at you like this, as if your wife ran away with someone. You
I'm sorry, I can't afford to be so shameless." This guy is a man who is not afraid of stabbing others for his brothers. He was about to rush forward when he raised his feet. He really dared to snatch the cup from Mr. Xue's hand.
Xu Qing suddenly came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and grabbed the crook of Mr. Tang's elbow, and said in a deep voice: "You are deliberately causing trouble, right? That's my teacher, not to mention a cup, even a dozen urinals are enough
Send it over obediently, I was just thinking about how to carve another similar cup, but you interrupted it and it was all gone."
Young Master Tang turned his head and glared at him, and said angrily: "It's my fault that this happened. You deserve to be robbed of your cup."
Xu Qing was amused by him and pulled Young Master Tang to sit down. This kind of non-sentimental bickering between the two brothers was also a kind of fun.
Xue Hongyun on the podium held the cup in his hand and kept looking at it. The other two also came together. The three jade carving masters exclaimed in admiration from time to time. The six old eyes were as wide as cow bells. The expressions of the other jade carving masters
I was a little sad, but I didn't expect that the objects I spent a lot of time and energy on were not as good as the things that others could carve out casually. It was really irritating that people were so different from each other.
Soapstone is a type of gemstone. Strictly speaking, it is considered jade. The expressions on the faces of the three masters have already conveyed a message to everyone. The winner of this jade carving competition is the young man who carved the soapstone wine cup.
It is indeed a miracle that people can carve an object that is regarded as a treasure by three masters in such a short period of time.
Xu Qing is not a stingy person, and he didn't mind when Mr. Xue took away the wine glass. He just felt a slight sense of loss when the thing was taken away just after it was carved. This is not stingy, it can only be said to be human nature.
A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye. The three masters were still gathering together to comment on the dragon and phoenix blood drinking cup. They completely forgot that they had more important things to do. There were several jade carvers beside them who were looking at it eagerly.
Well, they don't have the courage to challenge these three old masters.
Waiting is always frustrating. You can watch the three masters studying the wine glass excitedly, but none of them will take a moment to take a look at the other objects on the stage, leaving several participating jade carvers in the cold.
Standing aside, many people were secretly wondering about Xu Qing's identity. Who is this person?
Xu Qing felt like he was laughing and crying. He didn't expect that taking advantage of the ample time to carve an object would turn out to be a good thing. The three old men were so fascinated that their eyes almost fell out. It seemed that it was not easy to get back the wine glass.
The only way now is to wait, until these three old men stop looking at the Dragon and Phoenix Blood Drinking Cup, it will be almost over...
A group of new friends were welcomed outside the door of the Hu family's villa in Siberia. This group of people had more sophisticated weapons than last time. There were several infantry rocket launchers alone. This group of people came to the door of the Hu's family's villa.
They were definitely not out there to see the scenery. The curly-haired young man who narrowly escaped here last time was among them.
The last time the curly-haired young man went back, he didn't get over it. Instead, he was pulled by his hair and questioned again and again. He could only tell the truth about everything he saw in the Hu family villa, but the person who asked him was someone else.
He didn't care about anything but the wealth in the villa.
There was a lot of wealth in the Hu family villa, but they had to have their lives to enjoy it. The curly-haired young man never wanted to step into the closed door in front of him. Once he entered, he would risk his life. He began to doubt this.
How many people can come back after going in for the first time? The demon inside is so terrifying that every thought of it will make your scalp numb.
The leader of the team this time is a tall and thin man wearing a tactical vest. He is only about thirty years old. His face is so pale that you want to stab him. His name is Cherkov, and he is a gang leader in Siberia. Don’t look at him.
He was only thirty-five years old, and the number of people who had died indirectly or directly at his hands had already exceeded three figures.
Cherkov was a fierce and cunning man, and a highly speculative guy who knew when it was time to make a fortune, a fortune worth the risk.