Soul Painter

San Zhuxiong suddenly lost his voice.

Valeria was taken aback.

But the next scene will make her even more surprised, because Sanzhuxiong's body suddenly inflates like an inflated balloon, and the previous spacious kimono is draped on his thin body. Two pectoralis major muscles.

This strong body is like a bodybuilder, and at the same time, it is strong, as well as the internal organs of the three pillars. The long-lost health has come to this body again, and the smooth breath exhaled from the lungs bursts out, breaking through the throat. San Zhuxiong lost control of his voice.

"You..." Valeria looked at San Zhuxiong, this magical scene, before she became a servant, she might have been frightened, but now, she realized that it only represented one thing, "You believe in Other mysteries?"

San Zhuxiong didn't speak, but just looked at his hand. This hand was strong and powerful, even stronger than when he was at the peak of his physical fitness. The vitality revealed by the well-proportioned and firm skin was simply fascinating.

Immediately, he took off his clothes again.

In Chinese, there is a word 'hubeixiongyao' that can perfectly describe his body.

But such strong.

As far as the waist, down to the waist, it is still dry and thin.

"Ms. Valeria." Sanzhuxiong stood up, allowing his strange body to be exposed in front of the devil's servants, "Can your lordship give me eternal life with my body?"

"Mystery and mystery are incompatible with each other." Valeria smiled, "But Your Excellency's mystery is stronger, I brought some samples this time, you can try it."

After speaking, Valeria took out a bag of white powder with gold and vermilion from the small bag she carried with her.

"This is the purest gift from Your Excellency, after you accept it, you will understand who you should give your faith to," Valeria said.

...

Gao Fan circled around and inspected San Zhuxiong's body.

Tut tut strange.

Obviously cubism did not turn San Zhuxiong into a 'transformer'.

His muscles are sharp and angular, which is the essence of the human body that Gao Fan wanted to portray through Cubism.

Now, San Zhuxiong's upper body has become younger and stronger, but his lower body is still weak.

"I also ask Mr. Gao Fan to grant me complete eternal life as soon as possible!" San Zhuxiong said suddenly.

"That's no problem, but as an aside, have you met the envoy from the Siam-Russian Federation? Who came to see you, the snake girl Valeria?" Gao Fan asked.

The snake girl Valeria is an important member of the diplomatic corps of the Siam-Russia Federation. Of course, STK also has information on her. Uzbekistan's fall to the devil is the result of her "diplomacy".

Valeria arrived in Dongpu, but she couldn't escape the operator's eyes. The country is now full of demons and the eyes of investigator organizations, and various forces are vying for its ownership.

"Yes, this is the price Valeria used to buy me." San Zhuxiong took out a bag of white powder and put it in Gao Fan's hand.

Gao Fan took the bag of 'painting ashes' and felt the pure mystery in it. It was the taste of pro-fan wish power, and it was extremely strong. He nodded: "Mr. Sanzhu, you are very smart, if you really If you eat it, you probably won’t be able to live now, I believe you also know that mystery is exclusive, and your eternal life can only be given by me, please keep this in mind.”

"Hi!" Sanzhuxiong lowered his head vigorously.

Very well-behaved.

"Then let's continue~" Gao Fan said, he clasped his hands together, "Who should we try this time?"

...

Govan first tried Van Gogh.

Van Gogh was Govan's favorite painter.

He speculated that Van Gogh might have been connected to some great being with whom he had dealings.

Sure enough, when he used "Focus: Van Gogh" and "distortion" to draw San Zhuxiong's lower body, Gao Fan summoned the flame minions.

The flaming claws that appeared out of nowhere burned down several houses of the Sanzhu family, but no one was hurt, because the flaming claws can be hurt by cold and hot weapons. Gao Fan proved this two thousand years ago, see After watching the flame minions being beaten into bones by the dead men of the Sanzhu family, Gao Fan felt that he seemed to have grasped some rules.

Picasso's source of inspiration was a great existence with minions in the form of cubes.

Van Gogh may have glimpsed the existence of the "Great Being: Living Flame".

Dali is related to "Great Existence: Alarm Clock". The name "Alarm Clock" was chosen by Gao Fan because the minions summoned by Dali's painting method are a group of lively alarm clocks. Once these alarm clocks are touched by humans, they will Let human beings be in various time traps, or be old or young or even return to the unborn period.

Next, Gao Fan's test list originally included Da Vinci, Raphael, Titian, Monet, Cézanne, Gauguin, etc., but San Zhuxiong couldn't bear it anymore. He looked at Gao Fan like Like a wolf, although his tone was still respectful, through observation, Gao Fan already knew that San Zhuxiong was about to explode.

"He still has a hole card." Gao Fan said to Wu Haoxue, "He has not broken contact with the Siam-Russia Federation, and the Siam-Russia Federation will provide him with better conditions, so he may still choose to kill us. , as long as I continue to trample on his bottom line."

"Isn't San Zhuxiong lying in the operating room?" Wu Haoxue asked, he was referring to the previous analogy, they are Putian Hospital, and San Zhuxiong is a circumcised patient, isn't he being slaughtered by them?

"Don't underestimate Sanzhuxiong, if he knows that he will surely die, we will all bury him with him." Gao Fan pondered, "Now we have to think of a way out."

"Sanzhuxiong...is sure to die?" Wu Haoxue was puzzled.

"As far as I know, there are only three people in this world who are watched by more than three gods and never die. The culprits of a certain World War II, Qin Fan and I." Gao Fan made a gesture, "Do you think San Zhuxiong can live?" how long?"

"So... Teacher, you have tried so many master painting methods, are you studying which one can draw Sanzhuxiong to death?" Wu Haoxue was stunned.

"Then what do you think I'm doing?" Gao Fan asked back.

"I think...I think you are trying to save this country and the world." Wu Haoxue said.

"Yeah, I have serious business..." Gao Fan nodded, "If that's the case, let's add some material to San Zhuxiong..."

Gao Fan asked Wu Haoxue, "How much soul dye is left?"

Wu Haoxue took out the palette, and there was a bottom in the palette.

"It's not enough to finish the painting." Wu Haoxue said, "Teacher, do you have any more? Let's take some more."

"Prodigal child!" Gao Fan slapped Wu Haoxue across the face, "You know how precious this thing is, is it worth spending two copies on San Zhuxiong?"

"Then what should we do?" Wu Haoxue frowned, "At least I have to draw San Zhuxiong's legs before I can tell him that the drawing is over, right?"

Gao Fan said: "You haven't had any hard work, this thin layer of paint is enough to finish the rest of the painting, I will teach you, yes, seep water in it..."