The ink marks on the drawing board have not yet dried, and Shui Qilin also knows that touching it now will cause damage to the painting.

She looked at it carefully, and the more she looked at it, the more she fell in love with it. The impatience in her heart that had been disturbed had long since disappeared, and she looked at Li Hao with her beautiful eyes:

"Did you draw it for me?"

"Senior, do you like it?"

Li Hao saw the joy in her eyes and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "If senior likes it, I will give it to you."

Shui Qilin showed a smile, and the entire Hantan seemed to be much brighter. She chuckled and said:

"I didn't expect there to be a painter as skilled as you in the human race. The painting is really good. I feel like I am standing on the paper."

"Senior, as long as you like it."

The painting is not only a reproduction, but also artistic processing, which is equivalent to adding a filter, so it will naturally look better.

Li Hao glanced at her and asked in a low voice: "Senior, how about I draw you a picture of your current transformed appearance?"

Shui Qilin did not object this time, but looked at Li Hao with interest: "Can you still draw?"

"As for painting, as long as seniors cooperate, I can paint all day long!" Li Hao said with a smile.

"Okay, then you can draw another one and I'll take a look." Shui Qilin agreed.

"good!"

Li Hao quickly agreed, this was a rare opportunity to make money.

"Senior, please stand by the pool and turn your body slightly to the side. Well, that's it..."

Li Hao asked her to make a sideways movement, and coupled with the other party's beautiful face, she looked like a gentle and gentle woman standing by the edge of the Bitan.

He quickly wrote and began to draw.

After a stick of incense.

End of the second painting.

【Painting experience +1738】

The experience has not diminished much, probably because of the transformation, which is another posture.

Soon, Li Hao handed the painting to the other party.

Shui Qilin took a look, and his eyes suddenly brightened. The woman in the painting was sad, with sad eyes, revealing the loneliness and frost in the world, like a water lotus floating away from the world.

This is actually me... Shui Qilin felt that the woman in this painting was much more beautiful than when she saw her real appearance.

Moreover, isn't that ray of sadness that can't be resolved between her eyebrows exactly what's in her heart?

Alone in the cold pool, lonely for thousands of years, Tan Palace is a place for humans, but it is not her place... In this prosperous human city, she is even more lonely.

Staring at the painting, she gradually became fascinated.

Li Hao saw that the other party was lost in thought, so he didn't bother him. He just sorted out the drawing board slightly, and then painted her forgetful look again.

In this era without photographs, his paintings can seal time.

Li Hao thinks that most people would like it more.

Soon, the third painting was completed.

[Painting experience +1541]

The experience is slightly reduced, but it is still a huge amount.

In just three paintings, I earned more than 5,000 experience points. It was a bloody profit.

When Li Hao finished the painting, Shui Qilin also came back to his senses and asked: "Is the painting finished?"

It turns out that you noticed... Li Hao snickered in his heart. He had obviously noticed it, but he still maintained his entranced posture. It seemed that the other party was also willing to cooperate.

"The painting is done."

Li Hao nodded and turned the drawing board towards her.

Seeing the third painting, the smile in Shui Qilin's eyes became a little brighter. The entranced look was lifelike, and the light reflected slantly in the penetrating eyes, as if there were thousands of thoughts.

Just now, she did briefly review some past events from a thousand years ago, and he actually saw it?

This little human guy can actually read himself?

Shui Qilin looked at Li Hao, his eyes had become much kinder, and said: "Your painting skills are indeed good. You said you are a descendant of the Li family?"

"Yeah." Li Hao nodded.

Shui Qilin said with great interest: "The Li family, the residence of the God General, is famous all over the world, but as far as I know, the Li family has strict family rules and the members of the family are all warriors. How can you be allowed to touch side tricks?"

"Painting is not necessarily a small skill."

Li Hao smiled slightly: "Besides, there is no delay in practicing and painting. There will always be times when you are tired from practicing."

"oh?"

Shui Qilin raised his eyebrows.

Li Hao temporarily concealed the attributes of all phenomena, released the aura of Fifteen Miles, and then reactivated the attributes of all phenomena.

Shui Qilin was slightly startled, and couldn't help but slightly widen his eyes, looking at Li Hao in surprise.

Fifteen miles?

But the Qi, blood, and bones still look so fresh and tender.

"Senior, it's rare that I have free time today, how about I continue to draw a few more paintings for you?" Li Hao said seductively with a smile.

Shui Qilin glanced at the drawing paper in her hand. She had already used her strength to dry the paper, and nodded: "Alright."

Li Hao smiled in his heart and immediately asked her to stand by the Bitan again and continue painting.

Soon, a painting was completed.

After drawing eleven pictures in a row, when the twelfth picture is completed, the painting path experience has only increased by 351 points.

Although it is much less than before, it is still rich compared to other things in the painting.

"That's it for today."

Shui Qilin accepted the latest painting and looked at it twice, with a bright smile on his face.

"Senior, are you dissatisfied?" Li Hao, who was about to pick up his pen, asked.

The water unicorn woman shook her head and said: "Today my dress is too simple, but your painting skills are so exquisite. I will paint it for you next time when I dress better."

Li Hao suddenly became speechless. Everyone said that everyone has a love for beauty, but he didn't expect that this great demon king also had it.

Don’t you think you’re dressed pretty enough today?

But Li Hao felt that she was so beautiful that she was beyond recognition.

"Okay."

Li Hao didn't force him. Anyway, the days are long.

"What's your name?" Shui Qilin asked.

"Li Hao."

Shui Qilin was a little surprised. This name is a bit outrageous. It would be okay if Li Hao was born in the royal family.

"Senior, where are you?" Li Hao asked, not missing the opportunity to make friends.

"I take the surname of the first palace master, my surname is Song." Shui Qilin smiled and said, "My name is Song Qiumo."

Song Qiumo... Li Hao nodded slightly and said: "Senior Qiumo, I will come over to see you when I am free next time. I wonder how I will call you then?"

"If you touch the pool lightly, I will be able to see through it." Song Qiumo said with a smile.

Li Hao remembered it and nodded: "See you soon, senior."

Song Qiumo waved his hand gently, turned around and drifted away, returning to the Bitan with a dozen paintings.

Those drawing papers were covered with her power, shrouded like a thin film, untouchable by the pond.

"This diving... should get a perfect score of 10 points."

Li Hao couldn't help but secretly admired when he saw the other party entering the cold pool without any splashing.

He did not put away the drawing board immediately, but continued to paint the cold pool and the cliff.

Although there is no water unicorn or Song Qiu Mo in the painting, this beautiful scenery alone can bring a lot of experience.

Li Hao also tried to construct majestic scenes and even strange and ferocious beasts in his mind, but after drawing them, he gained very little experience.

He didn't know the reason. Maybe it was due to the lack of some details and charm?

He also painted four or five pictures of lonely cliffs and cold ponds.

After gaining five to six hundred experience points, Li Hao felt that it was almost time to leave. Suddenly he heard someone reciting a poem:

"The solitary peaks and steep cliffs are haggard, and the white clouds are as long as tears from the sky."

“Where does the path lead, and who knows my thoughts?”
To be continued...