Super System Plundering the Heaven

Ye Yu did not expect that he would find out from Qin Wufa that Han Xue was going to the Snow Country.    

Looking at the dark night sky, Ye Yu's eyes became firm. So what if Snow Saintess was going to the ___? No one can stop me from getting the woman I want!    

This was a luxurious courtyard. Ancient buildings could be seen everywhere. On both sides of the winding cobblestone path, there were peach trees in full bloom. It could be said that the path led to the underworld.    

The heavy door was tightly closed. Two big words were written on the plaque, "Tang Manor."    

"I like to eat roasted chicken wings..."    

A melodious song came from the depths of the courtyard, causing people to involuntarily swallow their saliva. It had to be said that this was a very interesting song.    

A handsome young man wearing casual clothes sat on the ground, waving the brush in his hand left and right. He had quite the bearing of grandmaster painter.    

However, the brush in his hand was smearing oil on the chicken wings on the grill, causing his grandmaster's bearing to disappear completely.    

"Young Master! Young Master!"    

A manservant wearing a green cap jogged to the handsome young man's side and anxiously shouted, "Young Madam said that today is her birthday. If you don't give her a satisfactory gift, she won't let you in tonight!"    

"What?"    

The handsome young man threw down the brush in his hand and cried out exaggeratedly, "This matter is actually so serious?"    

The green-clothed servant nodded with a solemn expression, "It's that serious!"    

The young man straightened his clothes and waved his hand as he shouted, "Give me the brush, paper!"    

The green-robed attendant grinned. "Right away!"    

A long table was placed on the flat ground. A three-foot-long painting scroll slowly unfolded and laid flat on the table.    

An exquisite piece of paper was placed on top of the painting, and the ink slab was placed in a corner of the painting.    

The young man folded his sleeves and took out a brush from the brush rack. It was covered with ink and he began to draw on the snow white painting scroll.    

The green-robed attendant stood quietly by the side, and looked at the young man with admiration in his eyes. This was the demeanor of a top-notch grandmaster!    

After a while, the young man tossed the brush aside and looked at the ink painting on the painting in satisfaction.    

"Little Qiang, cover this painting with my seal!"    

"Okay!"    

The green-clothed servant responded, then took out a square seal and heavily covered the painting.    

"Young master, what is the name of this painting?"    

The green-robed attendant looked at the ink painting with a fervent gaze. In a trance, he could smell the strange fragrance of ten thousand flowers gathering together. Then, he saw countless colorful butterflies dancing in the sea of flowers.    

"Young Master! This painting of yours is really too good! It really resembles love!"    

The green-robed attendant gave the young man a thumbs up and admired his young master even more.    

The young man raised his head, and placed his hands behind his back. He said proudly, "This one is called Spring and Autumn Graph! It matches the name of your Young Madam!"    

"Good! Good name!"    

The young man had obviously received quite a lot of praise. The young man was not pleased with the young man's straightforward praise. He waved his hand and said, "Put this painting up. This is your Young Madam's birthday present!"    

The young man frowned when he did not hear the young man's reply for a long time. "What's going on? Hurry up and do it!"    

"Young Master! Someone helped to roll up the painting!"    

The young man berated in dissatisfaction, "Nonsense! There are only the two of us here, how can there be anyone who can help? "    

The green-robed attendant anxiously shouted, "Young Master, this matter is true! Take a look!"    

The young man snapped back to his senses. Just as he was about to speak, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his mouth was wide open.    

A hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed one of the paintings. It slowly rolled up the painting.    

"There's a ghost!"    

The servant in green shouted in fear and jumped into the arms of the young man.    

Under the terrified eyes of the two, the hand that appeared out of nowhere had already rolled up the scroll. When it withdrew, it seemed to have thought of something. It put down the scroll and swept it around.    

Finally, the hand that grabbed the scroll and the Wolf Brush retreated and disappeared into thin air!