Chapter 458 I Want to Sell Your Portrait

Yun Chujiu got up and looked at Di Beiming: "What are you doing? Don't you have eyes? We are drinking! Xiaobailian, would you like a drink too?"

Xue Wuji on the ground wanted to stand up, but tried several times without success, so he simply sat on the ground and pointed at Di Beiming and said, "Little Sister Jiu is right! You are a face paralyzed little white face! Are you blind? We are drinking! "

Whether Anfeng or Anwei Huahua felt that Yun Chujiu and Xue Wuji were trying to die, Di Beiming's gloomy face was frightening to death! God, Di Beiming won't shoot their young master directly to death, right? !

Di Beiming kicked the blood Wuji out of the ground with one kick, and then glanced at the dark guard Huahua next to him: "Go away! Be optimistic about your stupid master! If there is a next time, the deity will kill him!"

Where did Anwei Huahua dare to say nothing, and ran out to find Xue Wuji like a smoky smoke, my God, Di Beiming's kick is so ruthless, and I don't know where his master was kicked!

Di Beiming picked up Yun Chujiu's back placket, Yun Chujiu waved his hands and feet like a little bastard being carried by someone's shell:

"Little white face, let me go! I still want to drink! I want to drink with Wujitou! You arrogant jerk! If you don't let me go, I can't spare you! I'm going to strip off your clothes and paint you The... painting, take it out and exchange it for the spirit stone!"

Yun Chujiu said, and took out a stack of paintings from the storage ring: "Haha, take a look, take a look, beautiful man... paintings, each one only needs two thousand spirit stones, two thousand spirit stones for you You can't buy a loss, you can't be fooled..."

Emperor Beiming snatched the painting from Yun Chujiu's hand. Well, it was really his painting. Although the key parts were covered by some objects, it still made Emperor Beiming furious!

Di Beiming put the painting into his storage ring, and carried Yun Chujiu, who was screaming, into the room.

Dark Wind wiped the sweat from his forehead, Miss Jiu, you are killing yourself, our honor will definitely not forgive you this time! Your guts are too fat!

Not only did they drink with Xue Wuji, but they also fell together! The most terrible thing is to ask us to respect the little white face in person! You have to sell our esteemed... paintings, you are really trying to die!

Emperor Beiming threw Yun Chujiu on the bed, and then waved his hand, Yun Chujiu found that he couldn't move! The wine was so cowardly, he immediately scolded him: "Little white face! Let me go! Otherwise, when I can move, I can't spare you! Didn't I just drink a few glasses of wine with Wuji's head? What about you? ? You be careful!"

"You always bully me! Listen to me after you say anything! Shit! You won't let me read the script if you don't give me the spirit stone, and you won't let me drink with the black chicken head now, you big pervert! Your words don't count! !"

"I'll send you a voice sign, you give me a word and jump out, saying, are you entangled by that little goblin?"

The blue veins on Di Beiming's forehead burst out: "Black thing! Shut up! There's no goblin! If there is, it's your careless goblin!"

Yun Chujiu giggled straightly: "I'm not a goblin, I'm a scourge, I'm a scourge that has plagued you for thousands of years, and I'm a little scourge that scourges you!"

When Emperor Beiming was about to say something, he saw Yun Chujiu had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Di Beiming gritted his teeth, he is not afraid to settle his debts, wait until you wake up tomorrow and see how I will deal with you!