Heavenly venerate Xu was dressed in black, and her long black robe was like a black waterfall. It shrank to her waist and spread out like a skirt to the ground. The two horns on her head towered like a river of lava. It was extremely eye-catching.
Her Eyes moved and landed on Meng Yungui. She asked softly, “Why do you say that?”
Meng Yungui stretched out his hand and gently wiped the air. Qin Mu’s portraits flew up and floated in front of heavenly venerate Xu.
“Heavenly venerate, please take a look.”
Meng Yungui displayed the portraits one by one and analyzed Qin Mu’s personality, “In this painting, I said that I went to see Yin Tianzi, and he praised him endlessly. “He said that it was a small matter, but the corner of his mouth raised slightly in the painting, and his pupils also became slightly bigger. This was the expression of his pride in his heart.”
