Ling Siye reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, throwing him backwards. Qiao Tong was thrown heavily against the wall behind him, with a look of disbelief on his face.
He was actually thrown out by a cripple with one palm!
This is such a shame!!
If the master knew about this, he would definitely punish him by making him kneel on a wooden board. Not only that, he would also punish him by making him stand on a plum blossom pile!
Qiao Tong widened his eyes in shock and stared at Ling Siye, then remembered that now was not the time to think about these things, and he had to quickly stop the girl from touching the painting.
"Don't touch that painting! With your limited skills, you'll die if you touch it!"
Qiao Tong's voice was so loud that everyone around him looked over. Then they shook their heads and hurried away, wondering why a madman had been allowed into the party...
Yelling is both impolite and scary.
Ye Ruoqing turned a deaf ear to her and reached out to touch the goddess' arm. Without hesitation, she felt a silky touch that was somewhat similar to human skin, but not quite like it.
This painting is about to turn into a monster. As for how it turns into a monster, it is naturally by eating people.
Qiao Tong had originally prepared himself to see a tragic scene, but now seeing Ye Ruoqing safe and sound, he was horrified and muttered to himself: "How is this possible? Impossible!"
Ling Chen followed behind, his expression somewhat serious. "Don't touch that painting. It has an evil aura. If you touch it, the evil will enter your body, and there's a high probability that you won't be able to recover."
“Brother Ling, it’s okay if she touches her!”
Qiao Tong's fingers were trembling. This was impossible. He felt the pressure before he even got close to the painting. The girl just touched it directly and nothing happened. It was simply unscientific.
Berkeleys and Ye Mingshan also rushed over, and they finally found Ye Ruoqing.
Seeing Ye Ruoqing hanging out with a group of strangers again, Ye Mingshan felt a headache coming on. "Sister, don't you want to see the prince? Brother has brought the prince here. Be good and go over there to chat with the prince."
Ye Mingshan spoke with courage, blinking wildly at Ye Ruoqing, hoping that Ye Ruoqing could understand what he meant.
If you accept your own invitation, you will have to pay a price.
Just by chatting and having a meal with the prince, the Ye family's reputation can be enhanced. This is simply a win-win business.
"Sister, come here!" Ye Mingshan reached out to pull Ye Ruoqing's arm.
Ye Ruoqing frowned and dodged, then slashed forward with a palm. Only a scream was heard. Ye Mingshan squatted by the wall with his arms in his hands, screaming like a slaughtered pig.
"It seems that I've been treating you well lately, so you can attack me at will? Ye Mingshan, stay away from me."
Ye Ruoqing shook his hands and frowned in confusion.
Ye Mingshan squatted aside with his hands in his hands, unable to even cry. He actually forgot about this matter. His sister had extraordinary strength and would attack at the slightest disagreement.
But she actually didn't consider the occasion and took action in this situation, endangering the Ye family.
Ye Mingshan covered his arm with his hand and lowered his voice, "Ye Ruoqing, are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy, you're crazy. Look at what you said, which one is listenable?"
"If you can't speak, then shut up."
Ye Ruoqing frowned impatiently. She didn't want to argue with him at all. She wanted to study the painting in front of her more.
Berklees, standing nearby, had no idea what was going on. Wearing white gloves, he glanced at the paintings on the wall and couldn't help but reach out his hand. "So Miss Ye also likes to appreciate art?"
"Then we really do have the same hobbies. I also like to appreciate works of art, such as this painting in front of me. It is truly fascinating."
As he spoke, his hand was about to touch the painting.
Qiao Tong was so exhausted that he held his face and tried to scream, but couldn't. What was wrong with these two people? This painting really couldn't be touched!
Could it be that my intuition was wrong?
Just now this girl could touch me, now this foreigner can touch me too...
Does it mean it’s okay to touch it?
Berkeley's white glove was about to touch the painting, and Ye Ruoqing swung his hand to knock his arm away, sighing.
"Don't touch it."
At that moment, Berklees' hands became numb. He couldn't help but hold his hands and grit his teeth, enduring the pain and pretending to be calm.
"Ms. Ye, what's wrong? Is it because the artwork is precious that we can't touch it? You're right, I was too careless, but I wore white gloves, so I shouldn't damage the artwork."
He smiled in a very artistic way and showed off his gloves. But just as he raised his wrist, his smile froze.
It hurts, it hurts so much, I don’t know if the bones in my wrist are broken!
This Miss Ye is really strong.
It seems that what some people said is right, Eastern Kung Fu is really mysterious. Miss Ye is such a thin person, but she is so strong, she should not be underestimated!
Ye Ruoqing was shocked when she heard the foreigner in front of her chattering. He could explain it like this, which was amazing.
However, this method can be used to calm the foreigner in front of you. After all, no one will believe it if you tell others about this painting.
"Indeed, Prince Berkeley, you are welcome to take the painting with me."
After finishing speaking, Ye Ruoqing gave a look to Qiao Tong, who had been beside him for a long time without coming back to his senses, and told him to take down the painting quickly.
Ye Ruoqing could already feel that something inside the painting was stirring.
After all, there were so many people around, and one of them almost touched the person who was providing nourishment to the painting.
Faced with so many temptations, the painting could hardly hold back.
"Me? I wouldn't dare... What you just did was just an accident. Without the cultivation level of my master, who would dare to touch this painting?"
Qiao Tong stood up and took a few steps back, looking at the painting as if he were looking at a flood or a monster.
This painting is very strange. If you touch it, you will be sucked into the painting and turned into coins. The faces on the coins were once real people.
Ling Chen hesitated for a moment, took out a talisman and stuck it on his hand, then stepped forward to take the painting.
As soon as his hand touched the picture frame, he heard a crackling sound and his hand became charred, obviously injured by the painting.
Ling Chen loosened his grip with some pain, "No, I have to let Master handle this."
Wang Yu'er also nodded and said, "Our mission this time is not for this painting. We have other tasks. Let the master handle this. We don't have the ability to do it."
Listening to what they were saying, Ye Ruoqing could already see that the goddess was gradually becoming transparent and was slowly trying to float out of the frame.
The yin energy of this so-called goddess is indeed very heavy, and she must have been responsible for many deaths.
If we wait any longer, this goddess will probably not be able to resist attacking ordinary people at the banquet.
Ye Ruoqing reached out and took down the photo frame, then smashed it hard against the wall towards the goddess who was about to float out.
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