The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-1840

Not much later the Dragon God, hugging a lot of things in his arms, came back with jolting buttocks.

Shen Yanxiao glanced at him casually, and found that there was only one kind of thing in the arms of the Dragon God, that was — paintings!

Those paintings were the abstract paintings comparable to modern Picasso drawings Shen Yanxiao had seen in the corridor before. What was the Dragon God planning to do with such a large number of paintings?

"That's what you're going to bring?" Shen Yanxiao's mouth twitched slightly. If she had known that the goal of the Dragon God was these paintings, she would never have given him time to pack up.

The Dragon God did not realize how shocking his practice was. He looked at Shen Yanxiao with joy and nodded.

"It's all my treasures! Most precious treasures." The Dragon God said while looking at the pile of paintings with extremely cherishing eyes.

Shen Yanxiao was speechless. She felt that it was a wise decision for the Lord God to not let the Dragon God take his things to the world of the gods.

"What's so special about these paintings?" Shen Yanxiao asked probingly.

The Dragon God raised his head and said with a proud and cocky expression, "I painted them all by myself! They are all my most perfect works!!!”

With a thud, Shen Yanxiao's jaw fell directly to the ground.

These abstract paintings that people could not understand at all were actually the works of the Dragon God?

With an incredulous expression in her eyes, Shen Yanxiao looked at the strong Dragon God comparable to armored vehicles and then at those super-abstract paintings.

In any case, she didn’t think that the Dragon God would turn out to be a "literary youth" who liked paintings!

Who could imagine a picture of a muscular man, who was strong enough to frighten children into crying, sweating while drawing on this thin paper with a brush that was not even as thick as his finger?

Shen Yanxiao tried to imagine it for a moment but felt goosebumps in an instant.

That picture was just unbearable to look at; even someone with a great mental endurance would dare not think about it for a moment.

"So the Dragon God likes painting?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Xiu with a stiff expression.

Xiu nodded his head.

"He would paint for every individual he defeated."

Shen Yanxiao revealed a quite horrified expression. With such painting abilities, could you even tell what exactly he had drawn?

"But no one knows what exactly he painted after he finished painting." Xiu lightly added.

"That's because they don't understand art! Only a real artist, such as a painter like me, knows how to appreciate it!” The Dragon God groaned and said in a deep voice.

Shen Yanxiao was surprised. It was true that she had no artistic cells in her body, and her appreciation of works of art was entirely based on their value. Nevertheless, she had stolen a lot of those surrealist paintings in modern society, and she could at least tell the value of art according to the artist’s painting skills.

But...

The paintings of the Dragon God...

Forget it. She’d better not think so much about it!

Every dragon had the right to pursue their dreams.

"Well, you can put your things in my storage ring for the time being." Shen Yanxiao decided not to think about the relationship of this fierce man to his paintings any more. She opened her storage ring and let the Dragon God put them inside.

The Dragon God looked very solemn and cautious, as if he were holding a very rare treasure in his hands.

Looking at him, Shen Yanxiao's mouth drew a straight line.

Shen Yanxiao also put the Dragon God's body into the storage ring. The Dragon God did not express any dissatisfaction with such simple and crude behavior. He paid more attention to those paintings instead.

When the things were all packed up, Shen Yanxiao and the others finally proceeded to leave the palace.

The Dragon God took Shen Yanxiao, Xiu and Taotie to the other exit of the Dragon Palace Hall in satisfaction.