"Pavilion Master, we are a little worried." The old woman also said.
"What are you worried about?" Han Cui didn't even raise his head.
The old woman hesitated and said: "The master of the Phoenix Sect is Su Han. Everyone knows his violent and irritable temper. Although he may not be the opponent of the pavilion master in terms of combat power, behind him, after all, stands the master of Prince Yun's Mansion.
giant."
"In addition to Prince Yun's Mansion, the Queen of Destruction has already made it clear that she will stand by Su Han's side. She is a semi-saint!"
"If the Tai Chi Ancient God had not died, he could still have restrained the Queen of Destruction. Although the Tai Chi Demon God doted on his personal disciple, he did not want to get involved in these trivial matters after all. As long as it did not cause trouble to his disciple, he would still
In neutral."
"But now...the ancient gods of Tai Chi have died in Su Han's hands!"
"His methods are so amazing. It's hard to predict whether there will be more. If there are really more..."
Han Cui interrupted: "Even if there is really more, he won't use it on Fengyun Pavilion. It's not worth it."
After hearing this, the old woman paused for a moment, and then she understood.
yes!
Looking at the entire seventh-level area, where is Fengyun Pavilion?
How could Su Han use a method that could kill even a semi-saint on Fengyun Pavilion? Wouldn't that be killing a chicken with a knife?
"Don't worry, I, Fengyun Pavilion, are just minions. If the sky falls, there will still be support from above." The old man next to him also said.
The old woman frowned and said: "But the current situation is that I, Fengyun Pavilion, occupy Qingyue Lake!"
"Um?"
Han Cui finally raised his head, looked at the old woman and said, "Qingyue Lake? What happened to Qingyue Lake?"
"Logically speaking, Qingyue Lake is a resource area within the Phoenix Sect's sphere of influence. The Hanguang Sect originally had three resource areas, but they were all divided up by us. Now the Phoenix Sect has taken over, and one
There is no land for resources, so Su Han will not be willing to give in, even if it is for the sake of face, he will take action." The old woman said.
"You mean, he will come and take Qingyue Lake back with us?" Han Cui said.
"Yes."
The old woman looked determined: "Qingyue Lake is the closest to the Phoenix Sect's headquarters. In terms of strength, the Dao Palace is much stronger than us, and the Daughter Palace is closely involved with other forces, so it is the easiest to use for surgery.
Of course it’s me, Fengyun Pavilion.”
"You think too much."
Han Cui shook his head gently: "A mere Qingyue Lake can only produce a few million divine crystals a year. For Su Han, this amount is probably not even a drop in the bucket. Who doesn't know how rich Su Han is?
Enemy country? If we really come here for this purpose, not only will we not be able to regain face, but we will also make him lose face again."
The old woman was anxious. She wanted to say something else, but she heard the old man say: "What the pavilion master said is absolutely true? Tangtang, how can he care about these mere millions of divine crystals? Where does this put his face?"
"
Han Cui lowered his head again, frowning.
What he was thinking about was obviously not the question mentioned by the old woman, but what kind of woman he should draw.
"I think Su Han's wives are pretty good!" The old woman was angry and said expressionlessly.
This was just something casually said? However, Han Cui's eyes lit up, and he even looked excited.
"Yeah!"
"Hahahaha... Su Han's wives, all of them are of heavenly beauty. Just pick one of them, it's enough to raise the painting quality of this pavilion to a higher level. You have given this pavilion a wake-up call!"
"
"Pavilion Master? Isn't this inappropriate?" the old woman said quickly.
Painting Su Han’s wife?
It is naturally extremely excessive to paint like this without the consent of Su Han and his wives.
Who doesn’t know what they are thinking about when they draw women?
Can't get it? I can only think about it this way.
"What's inappropriate?"
The old man smiled and said to Han Cui: "Pavilion master, which one do you think should be suitable for painting? I think the one named Ren Qinghuan is good. He has a cool temperament and does not eat the fireworks of the world. I am afraid that Su Han will have a greater sense of accomplishment when he controls it.
ah!"
"No, no, no, I think the one named Xiao Yuhui is pretty good."
Han Cui said: "It is said that Su Qing and Su Yao were both born to her. Women who have given birth to children are the most charming. I like the maternal brilliance she exudes. If she can appear in my painting,
That pavilion can show everything about her vividly."
"The one named Nangong Yu is not bad either. He is extremely beautiful and can be said to be the most beautiful person in the country. He also has a lively and charming temperament, which is another kind of temperament." The old man said to himself.
The old woman listened and looked increasingly gloomy.
As a woman, she felt that Han Cui's conversation with the old man was an insult to women.
Especially, the wretchedness on their faces when they were talking really made the old woman feel sick.
However, Han Cui was extremely dedicated to his paintings, and once he made up his mind, it was difficult for others to change him.
The old woman wanted to say more, but was afraid of Han Cui's anger, so she could only grit her teeth and endure it.
"If Su Han knew about this, even if he really didn't care about Qingyue Lake, he would definitely be angry. You, Han Cui, actually wanted to draw his wife. You are extremely stupid!" the old woman thought to herself.
Han Cui obviously didn't know what she thought and didn't care what she thought.
After making a decision in my heart, I finally put down the paintbrush in my hand.
And the moment the brush came down, the old woman already knew that even if she continued to block it at this moment, she would not be able to stop it at all.
Han Cui has a habit, that is, when painting, she will first outline everything she wants to paint in her mind.
As long as he starts writing, he will not stop until the painting is completed.
"The master of the pavilion created a painting for Xiao Yuhui, which should make Su Han feel honored. If Su Han really doesn't want to, the worst thing is that the master of the pavilion will paint another one and give it to him." Seeing that the old woman looked ugly, the old man said
One sentence.
"Give him one?"
The old woman's eyes almost popped out of her head.
"Okay, I'll step aside for now and don't disturb the master's creation." The old man waved his hand.
The hall became quiet, except for the sound of Han Cui's rustling drawings.
However, not long after the old man and the old woman left, a figure rushed in.
"Report to the Pavilion Master, then..."
Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.
But when he saw Han Cui writing, he swallowed back the words he said.
Who doesn't know that the master of the pavilion doesn't like to be disturbed by others when he is creating?
If the pavilion master is angered by the anger, it is not strange to be killed directly.
But……
It would have been fine in the past, but now the situation is urgent!
The person reporting the report saw that Han Cui had not even finished drawing a head, only a little bit of hair, and couldn't help but get anxious.