The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss Chapter 1839 - A Dragon That Can't Dig a Hole is Not a Good Dragon (5)

Chapter 1839: A Dragon That Can’t Dig a Hole is Not a Good Dragon (5)

Not long afterwards, the Dragon God ran back with a lot of things in his arms.
Shen Yanxiao casually glanced at it and found that there was only one kind of thing in the arms of the Dragon God, and that was… paintings!
Shen Yanxiao had seen those paintings in the corridor before. They were abstract paintings comparable to the work of modern Picasso. If the Dragon God wanted to clean up his property, what was he doing with such a large pile of paintings?
“This is what you want to pack?” Shen Yanxiao’s mouth twitched slightly. If she had known that the goal of the Dragon God was this, she would never have given him time to pack.
The Dragon God did not feel that what he was doing was weird at all. He looked at Shen Yanxiao with joy and nodded.
“These are all my treasures! My most precious.” After saying that, the Dragon God looked at the pile of paintings with an extremely loving gaze.
Shen Yanxiao was speechless. She felt that it was a wise decision for the Lord God not to let the Dragon God take anything to the God Realm!
“What’s so special about these paintings?” Shen Yanxiao probed.
The Dragon God raised his head and said with a proud expression, “These are all my paintings! My most perfect works!”
With a bang, Shen Yanxiao’s jaw dropped to the ground.
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These abstract paintings that no one could understand were actually works of the Dragon God?
Shen Yanxiao looked at the Dragon God, who was as strong as an armored vehicle, and those super abstract paintings with unimaginable eyes.
No matter how she looked at it, she did not think that the Dragon God was a “literary youth” who liked to draw!
Who could imagine that a muscular man who could scare children to tears would like to sweat over a thin piece of paper with a brush that was not as thick as his finger?
Shen Yanxiao imagined the scene for a moment and instantly shivered.
The scene was too chaotic. Even if her mental endurance was strong, she did not dare to think about it for another moment.
“The Dragon God likes to draw?” Shen Yanxiao looked at Xiu with a stiff expression.
Xiu nodded his head.
“He will paint for every defeated opponent.”
Shen Yanxiao was horrified. Could something drawn with this kind of painting ability be understood?
“But after he finished painting, no one knew what he was painting,” Xiu lightly said.
“That’s because they don’t know art! Only a real artist like me knows how to appreciate paintings!” The Dragon God snorted in a low voice.
Shen Yanxiao was surprised. In fact, she did not have many artistic cells. Her appreciation of works of art was entirely based on the evaluation of their value. She had stolen many of those surreal paintings in modern society, and she could also find the art from the painting skills of various masters.
But…
The paintings of the Dragon God…
Forget it, it was better not to think so much!
Every dragon had the right to pursue their dreams.
“Well, you can put your things in the storage ring first.” Shen Yanxiao decided not to think about the connection between fierce men and paintings anymore. She opened an interspatial ring and asked the Dragon God to put those paintings inside.
The Dragon God had a cautious look on his face, as if he was holding a priceless treasure in his hands.
Shen Yanxiao’s lips twitched.
Shen Yanxiao also stuffed the body of the Dragon God into her storage ring. The Dragon God did not express any dissatisfaction with such simple and crude behavior. He paid more attention to the paintings.
After packing up, Shen Yanxiao and the rest were finally leaving the palace.
The Dragon God took Shen Yanxiao, Xiu and Taotie to the other exit of the Dragon Palace Hall with satisfaction.