"Eh? This painting..." Lao Wu is also an old reader of Du Ziyuan. At first glance, he found that Du Ziyuan changed his painting style again, and it is a very different feeling from the past, as if he was not painted by the same person.


    "This guy... Sometimes I really doubt whether he has split personality. How can he control so many painting styles?" Pei Mingyang also sighed.


    However, they were soon attracted by the plot of the cartoon.


    A ten thousand year old crane tail grows up strongly when it is excluded by everyone. With the encouragement of iluka, he became a junior mercenary and joined the seventh mercenary team. The mysterious and powerful captain Kakashi, at the beginning of the story, he was not the one who forcibly opened up with everyone. At this time, Kakashi was undoubtedly one of the most charming characters in the whole story. His mask, his eyes, the book in his hand... Everything makes people so curious to find out.


    At the beginning of the formation of the team, Kakashi played the main character''s trio around. Even the two pillars that can be called the king of force in the early stage can only sigh in front of him that there is still a force high. Thousands of years of killing makes Naruto doubt life.


    "He''s really..." Pei Mingyang only thought it must be Du Ziyuan''s evil taste again. If Du Ziyuan knew about this, he would have to cry out for injustice. It was obviously Ashburn''s pot, and he was a pot bearer.


    The two men stood in the hall and looked intoxicated. Unconsciously, the time had passed for a long time. They didn''t interrupt them until lingguangyu sounded again.


    "Why did it take so long?" Du Ziyuan complained as soon as Pei Mingyang opened the video communication. "Have you seen the cartoon? How do you feel?"


    Pei Mingyang looked at him and said, "are you a monster?" he was always modest and polite. It was rare for him to burst out rude words.


    Du Ziyuan said inexplicably, "how can you curse?"


    Pei Mingyang said bluntly, "it''s not a monster. How can you think of so many stories in your mind? And each one is so wonderful! Others will burn high incense if they can draw one in their life. You should draw one by one. I''m really curious about how many good comics you can draw."


    "Ah," Du Ziyuan was embarrassed to be praised so much, "in fact, he was not as powerful as you said." he was telling the truth. After all, these works were dreamt by him. If you want to say powerful, at best, his ability to dream was better than others.


    "So what exactly do you mean by this work?" Pei Mingyang asked, "the fairy girl Elia has just begun to be serialized. How can you draw another one so diligently?"


    "Oh, this is a cartoon customized by the wife of xuanbing City Lord to me. It is specially painted for the North Kun mainland."


    "Xuanbing city? The xuanbing city in the North Kun mainland? How could you have anything to do with that side?" Pei Mingyang and the old five were surprised. "Customized by the mayor''s wife? Hey, you don''t have anything to do with the mayor''s wife?"


    Du Ziyuan suddenly turned his eyes: "what do you think of me? How can I do that to other people''s wives?"


    "It''s possible," Pei Mingyang said. "You don''t know how much you are loved by young women and your wife. I guess they''re even willing to roll the sheets with you as long as you speak."


    "Er... True or false?" Du Ziyuan didn''t believe it. "Is my cartoon really so charming?"


    "Comics are only part of the reason," Pei Mingyang said. "The main reason is that your appearance is too suitable for those ladies. Don''t you notice that your female supporters have increased explosively since you showed up at the seven front Festival?"


    "Are you praising me for being handsome?" Du Ziyuan smiled narcissistically. As the son of the moon god, his mother''s beauty is beyond heaven, and only part of his inheritance is frighteningly high.


    In the past, he was too lazy to take care of himself, so no matter how good-looking his face was buried by dark circles under his eyes and chicken nest head. Since he began to practice, his skin is getting better and better, and his figure tends to be perfect, so his charm really shows up.


    "Unfortunately," Pei Mingyang sighed, "if they know that this skin bag is actually an old salted fish, they don''t know if their dream will be broken."


    "TUH, you are really not cute," Du Ziyuan make complaints about him by saying so. "Next time I will draw a picture of your lady''s dress to send to Princess Yun man."


    "Don''t! Don''t! If you really do this, I''ll tell you that our friends are exhausted!" Pei Mingyang immediately made a threat and then turned off lingguangyu in a hurry.


    Du Ziyuan didn''t continue to fight back. Since he had told him to release it in beikun mainland, he would certainly find a way by himself.


    Now Pei Mingyang is the spokesman of Shanfeng. With the experience of cooperation with Wu Temple last time and the exchange with the God of wealth temple this time, he has a place at the top of the circle. Now when he goes out, even the leaders in the virtual world should treat him with courtesy.


    After the video with Pei Mingyang, Du Ziyuan didn''t go back to continue painting immediately. Work and rest should be combined, so he plans to reward himself.


    "After working so hard for so many days, it''s time to play the game. I''m sure I can eat chicken today!" in glory, Du Ziyuan''s "dragon Aotian" has reached the full level and transferred to the goddess of judgment. His golden equipment has increased to a very high value. It''s easy to grab the boss. It can be said that he has fully deserved his ID.


    But invincible is sometimes very lonely. In addition to robbing the boss, his recent interest still falls on the chicken eating mode. But there is a problem. His teammate pure white feather is really too wrong. Seven times in the ten games they are couriers, two times they are poisoned, and one time they fall into a box, not to mention eating chicken. They even kill very few people.


    Such torture aroused Du Ziyuan''s temper, so he didn''t believe in evil: "I must take you to eat chicken once!" after he landed in a box, he said to the pure white feather.


    He didn''t realize how moved pure white feather looked at him after hearing his words.


    However, the reality is cruel. One night later, he is still trapped in the cycle of falling into boxes. Those bastards who kill them and surround their Urn "hahaha" do not decrease but increase.


    "Ha, your sister!" Du Ziyuan took off his helmet and scolded angrily, "don''t let labor and capital meet you in the field, or you will be killed!"


    He decided to go out and get some air.


    Just before he opened the door, he saw a man standing at the door of his house, as if ready to knock.


    As soon as the door opened, the man''s hand naturally stopped in mid air. It seemed that his movement was interrupted, which seemed very uncomfortable.


    So the hand continued to fall down and directly knocked on Du Ziyuan''s chest.


    Dong Dong Dong


    "Is anyone home?"