"Yes, young master!"

Then, Sun Hao looked at Xuanyuan Shi and said, "Miss Xuanyuan, can I send you a calligraphy and painting?"

Calligraphy and painting?

Is this something useful?

Young Master, give me a top-quality spiritual sword!

Xuanyuan Shi felt depressed inside, but she dared not change at all on her face.

"Everything is arranged by the young master!" Xuanyuan Shi said.

"Okay, I'll write a sentence for you!"

Sun Hao looked at Xuanyuan Shi and nodded secretly.

The flat drawing of paper instantly scared Xuanyuan Shi to the spot.

"This... this paper is actually spiritual wood. No, it's made by the fairy wood!"

"Who is the young master?"

Xuanyuan Shi looked at the immortal wood painting paper in front of her and had ten thousand urges to take it for herself.

However, she still held back.

In front of immortals, it is tantamount to seeking death.

Not to mention, the immortal wants to give himself a painting.

Xuanyuan Shi's heart was beating violently involuntarily.

"I can't see through that brush! I'm afraid it's also an immortal weapon!"

"That ink stick is actually an immortal thing!"

"I'm afraid that the clothes on the young master are also fairy clothes!"

This is the thought.

"hiss……"

Xuanyuan Shi was gasping for air, shocking her face.

It took her a long time to calm down and continue to look at Sun Hao's movements.

I saw that the ink had been ground.

Sun Hao began to splash ink.

Fourteen big characters are like flying dragons and snakes, printed on the drawing paper.

The sword energy traverses 30,000 miles, and the sword light shines on the nineteen continents!

The terrifying sword intent and Taoist rhyme gushed out like a tsunami.

Xuanyuan Shi stared at this sentence in a daze and was frightened.

No one can match that domineering person alone.

Only immortals can have this state of mind!

This painting is definitely a supreme treasure!

The young master said he wanted to give it to him?

Am I dreaming?

Then, Xuanyuan Shi pinched herself again, grinning in pain.

"Damn, I don't want the young master's paintings yet. I'm just a fool!"

"With this painting, I can reach a few more steps in just one day with my sword intent!"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to cultivate this kind of opportunity in my life!"

Xuanyuan Shi thought to herself.

"Miss Xuanyuan, how do you look at this calligraphy and painting?" Sun Hao said.

"The dragon and the phoenix dance are really a masterpiece, no one can surpass him!" Xuanyuan Shi's face was full of admiration.

"I'm too proud. This painting is given to Miss Xuanyuan!"
Chapter completed!