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Looking at this scene, I smiled, lowered my head and randomly picked a piece of drawing paper scattered on the table. When I picked it up and looked at it, I was stunned. The chapter is updated the fastest

This, this, this... this is too detailed. It is clearly a detailed set of pictures. On a large piece of paper, not only the complete wedding portrait of Tia and I is constructed, but also the whole wedding portrait cannot be seen in the whole picture.

The details of each part are also constructed separately, and the 3D feel is drawn with delicate shading techniques!

By the way, the first thought that came to my mind after seeing this drawing paper was how great it would be if the artist who created the drawing could be kidnapped and sent back to the original world to draw fan fiction. I'm starting to take medicine from now on. It's not too late.

treat?

This... what on earth is this...

I quickly picked up another one, and sure enough, they were almost the same. The only difference was the clothes Tia and I wore and the poses we took.

"I think this one is good." Beiya suddenly laughed and placed one of the pictures in the center of the stage.

On the drawing paper, Tia and I were drawn, wearing strange and weird wedding dresses, posing as knights of justice that even a three-year-old child would say "Wow, that's so cheesy".

I knew that what this little girl picked out could not be good. Speaking of which, what on earth was the guy who drew this picture thinking? I sent you to the original world to draw American-style gay comics day and night.

asshole!

"I think this one is pretty good." Ben Zina selected her favorite work with malice that could be felt by others.

On the drawing paper, Tia had an aesthetic style, as if she was facing the sunset, but I was wearing a fancy national costume and posing like a young pioneer marching forward.

Very good, this is in line with Ben Zina's character.

"I think this one is better." The pornographic maid also became restless and joined in the fun.

She chose this one, which seems to be the most reliable, at least compared to the previous two. In the painting, I am wearing a scholar's robe, with a deep expression and posture of a thinker, and I am wearing a desert-style wedding dress.

Tia, who was holding flowers in her hand, looked at my side face with fascination. It looked like a beautiful picture of a talented man and a talented woman in love.

However, don’t think that I don’t know what your stupid maid is thinking. Do you know what matters to me the most? Apart from the Hanged Man from the Sky Tribe, there are also the thinkers in front of the paper mill who look like they are shitting. But in front of me

The pose of me in this painting is eerily similar to the one in the paper factory.

After accepting my punishment on behalf of justice, Princess Sanwu was unwilling to be left alone and selected her most satisfactory portrait for everyone to appreciate.

As soon as the drawing paper was unfolded on the table, a strong aura surged out. I was shocked and my eyes widened.

I saw me wearing armor and a cloak on my shoulders, standing upright, with one hand hanging down naturally, and the other arm spread wide, slapping Fang Qiu, my ordinary face showed resoluteness, my eyes were lifelike, full of determination, and my lips were tightly closed,

There was a faint smile of confidence at the corner of his mouth, and the cloak behind his back was fluttering in the cold wind. The aura of a savior and a continental hegemon appeared on the page.

Beside me, Tia, who had a gentle face, kindly took my hanging hand, hugged her arm tightly, tilted her head to the side, pillowed it on her shoulder, leaned her whole body against me, showed a happy smile, and put her head on my shoulder.

The contradictory feelings of softness and softness, coldness and passion, solemnity and warmth are perfectly blended together, making people applaud and want to set it as the desktop background immediately.

At first glance, even among all the drawings, this painting should be ranked in the top three. Princess Sanwu doesn't seem to be trying to trick me.

But when I looked at it carefully, it was wrong. The posture of me in the painting still looked a bit familiar. This was not the "Duke of Beasts Extra Chapter" in the Duke of Beasts series. Let the beautiful girls all over the world exude the Duke's [Beep] fluid.

Is it the illustration of the Beast Duke on page 336 of "Taste"? The similarity is as high as 90%, you bastard!

I burst into tears knowing the truth.

"Ai Wa'er, what about you?" Now that everyone has come up with an idea, there are also quite a few of these perverted angels. I turned around and saw her holding a piece of drawing paper and staring at it, so I asked curiously.

"This one." The guy immediately put the drawing paper on the table with an imposing manner, as if he had to choose it.

Everyone took a look and thought it was pretty good. It was worthy of being an angel.

In the portrait, Tia and I have angel wings on our backs and are wearing wedding dresses. We stand face to face less than a foot apart, holding our hands in front of our chests, holding each other's hands, lowering our heads slightly, and touching our foreheads lightly.

Like an intimate couple, but also like a devout person praying.

It should be said that it is indeed an angel, and the portrait I chose has an angelic style. However, the aura of the Virgin Mary's light is too strong, and it doesn't seem to fit my and Tia's personalities, so I'd better think twice.

After looking at the five portraits in front of me one by one, I found that Aiwaer was the most normal one, but she turned out to be an angel with the attributes of a pervert. Could it be that the owners of the other four portraits were more normal than the pervert?

Even more terrifying?

I noticed another cruel truth, and I shuddered from the bottom of my heart. I began to recall my life of more than ten years. Did I encounter unkind people?

"Tia, what about you, do you have any ideas?"

I can consider and veto other people's choices, but Tia's choice is different. It has to do with the rest of my life... Oh, no, it's reputation. I looked at this little girl very nervously, scared.

What weird and weird looks she chose made me, just like in the paper mill and the Sky Tribe, leave a large part of my life's integrity in the Horadric tribe for continuous onlookers to consume.

"Well, actually I haven't completely decided yet, hehehe."

Dia nodded her lips and thought for a while. She rarely showed a trace of sadness in the bright sunshine and full of vitality. Her mentality was also different from other girls. It was about her and Fanfan's positions... Well, let's describe it this way. It was even about

When it comes to the reputation and image of the entire Horadric clan, one must be cautious and not make decisions based on impulse.

"I have to choose between two, which one is better?"

"Yeah, none of the portraits here are worth it. Except for a few, they are so good that it's hard to choose." I sighed, and once again I had the evil thought of turning the artist back to the original world to draw fanfics.

Wait, no, I seem to have overlooked something?

"Two? Did you just say two?" I raised my voice, even with a hint of sharp fear.

More than one. If I add another one, my integrity will be doubled again. What are the Horadrics thinking in their minds? Is it only at the end that the harmless beast reveals its final boss?

With a ferocious face, you plan to become the terminator of my integrity?

"Yes. Two. One square in the first world. One square in the second world." Dia counted her fingers happily, her smile full of housewife style: "The third world still counts for the time being.

The tribe has just been established not long ago, and the square is not yet complete. The tribesmen definitely still have many important things to deal with, and they also have to face the frontal threat from the Hell Clan at all times. It is still too early to do that."

"Yes...yes, haha...ahahaha..."

Only then did I remember that there was also the First World. Although Sakron was busy with development and could not spare time to take care of these things, as long as the Horadric tribe in the Second World did it for the statue, he would never let it be done.

Focusing on beauty and taking a hundred steps back, even if it were not for his good granddaughter Tia, he would have reason to build such a statue in order to promote the economy.

"Then, why not just build the same statue on both sides?" I dryly made a suggestion that even I didn't think was good.

"Fanfan thinks this is really good?" In the blink of an eye, Tia's whole body slumped down and became listless, with a look of disappointment on her face.

"This man really has no dreams."

"Not romantic at all."

"Tia, think about it again. It's too late to regret now. It's better to find a scorpion than this monkey. At least it can be used to satisfy hunger at critical moments." Princess Wannian looked at me with extremely contemptuous eyes.

"I... I'm joking, two, of course two different ones are better. At least choosing the worst one won't double the loss of moral integrity... No, this sentence is also a joke, I mean, two

Wouldn't it be more attractive to have two different statues? Maybe people who saw one of them would be curious about the other one and go to the first or second world to see it all. Wouldn't this also promote the Horadric tribe?

Has it developed?"

I panicked and explained incoherently.

"I knew Fanfan was the best to me, hehe." Dia hugged my arm affectionately and pressed up the plump and soft breasts as a reward.

"But we can't be like grandpa, thinking only about development. After all, it is a statue of the two of us. That... is a vital... commemoration, something that carries happy memories, so...

So it doesn't matter if you are a little selfish, just choose what you like." Tia said, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"I can't stand it any longer. Go ahead and play by yourselves. Your Highness needs a rest." Beiya angrily raised the coffee table in her heart, finally unable to bear the shameless show of affection of the couple in front of her.

As soon as Tia left, the pornographic maid naturally also left. Benzina looked at Tia with a meaningful look, which made Tia feel embarrassed. Then she said that on the wedding day... it seemed more romantic, and there was nothing wrong with it.

OK.

She blushed and gave me a sweet kiss. The little girl followed her Wannian friend upstairs, leaving me, Princess Sanwu and Aiwa'er alone.

"Please help yourself." I pointed to the stairs, but my eyes fell on the hundreds of drawing papers scattered on the table. I planned to read them carefully a few times by myself, for the sake of my little moral integrity.

Ji~~~~~ The two people behind me stood still, looking at me with eyes that seemed to make a sound.

Damn your sister, at such an old age, it’s not cute at all to imitate Ka Jieer!

After my urging, the two of them finally went back to the room with cold faces. I knew what they were thinking. It was all because when the three of them slept together in Rasuk yesterday, on the one hand, I wanted to continue practicing, and on the other hand, I wanted to continue practicing.

On the one hand, I softened my heart again, knowing that Aiwa'er could not accept my true form, so I transformed into the Holy Moon Wolf.

As a result, Ai Wa'er stopped talking. When I woke up, I saw Princess Sanwu resting on my chest, restlessly grabbing a ball with one hand, and there were some traces of drool on it. She slept so comfortably.

It seemed that after finding the fatherly love from me that Jie Hein failed to give her, she also found the maternal love that she had no impression of at all.

After realizing this truth, I already want to piss off God. Quickly change my Holy Moon Wolf back to its pure male form, you bastard!

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down. I began to focus on the drawing paper. I browsed over and over again under the orange light, looking for my own part, so that my moral integrity would not be lost or evaporated, and my yield would be the same.

Eighteen thousand pieces of gold.

When I came back to my senses, it was already late at night. I sorted and folded the drawing papers and put them in the inventory. After taking a shower, I went back to the room and looked at the little ghost. I hugged the Rubik's Cube and fell asleep. That's fine tonight.

The dream realm cultivation will not disturb her.

Don't forget, by merging with me, the little ghost can enter my dream realm and practice together like Elijah.

Where is Ava? I have to close the door and windows tightly to prevent this perverted trembling angel from attacking at night.

After locking the door and holding it tightly with a wooden stick, I still felt uneasy and wondered if I should go to the market tomorrow to buy some animal traps or something like that?
To be continued...