Ranguang Treasure Mirror

Hearing Zhou Xiru's voice, Murong Qingyuan knew that she was being plotted against.

"Zhou Xiru, you... how dare you pretend to be Mr. Xu and ask me out?" Murong Qingyuan roared angrily.

"I've done it all, why don't you dare?" Zhou Xiru smiled, "You dare to bribe a killer to kill me, but I dare not ask you out?"

"You—you—I warn you, you'd better let me go!" Murong Qingyuan scolded angrily, "You lowly, lowly woman."

"Also, don't think I don't know about your shit—"

"You actually bribed an old hooligan from country f to pretend to be Mr. Z as a trustee for you?"

"Zhou Xiru, what is fake is fake. I have investigated you, and you have never studied design. You are just a poor student who studied painting..."

Zhou Xiru didn't care at all, and let her blush and growl, she opened the toolbox on the side.

Seeing her take out some weird things from the toolbox, Murong Qingyuan said angrily: "What are you going to do?"

"During World War II, the head of state d told the people of the world with facts, don't provoke people who study art, especially those who study painting!" Zhou Xiru said slowly.

"Zhou Xiru, I warn you—" Murong Qingyuan suddenly panicked, and said loudly, "If you dare to do anything to me, I promise you will make your life worse than death."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid!" Zhou Xiru said in a low voice, "I've already experienced what it means to be alive rather than dead."

If purgatory exists in the world, she is just a demon crawling out of purgatory, why would she be afraid that life would be worse than death?

"It's not rude to come and go, you let the killer kill me, and I'm just going to tattoo you." Zhou Xiru said while pulling Murong Qingyuan's clothes, revealing her well-maintained skin... …

"What kind of body lotion do you usually use? Your skin is well maintained." Zhou Xiru chuckled softly, "Murong Qingyuan, tell me, is this counting me repaying a grudge with virtue?"

"You—" Murong Qingyuan was so angry and anxious that she couldn't even speak.

"I learned this method when I was watching "The Deer and Ding Tale". Tell me, what should I tattoo on your pp? A tattoo of a turtle and a dog poop at the same time?" Zhou Xiru asked.

"Bitch, slut, thirteen... Zhou Xiru, I'm going to kill you..." Murong Qingyuan was furious, and cursed all the swear words she could think of.

Zhou Xiru was a little surprised, and paused for a while, saying that Murong Qingyuan was born in a famous family, a famous lady in the magic city, although she didn't design pictures well, but she also studied art after all, how could she have such a deep foundation in cursing people?

Even though she has been in the market for three years, she has never heard of some words.

Disliking Murong Qingyuan for being too noisy, Zhou Xiru directly blocked her mouth.

"It is said that people who get tattoos for the first time are a little nervous and behave crazy, I understand." Zhou Xiru said lightly.

"Don't worry, I won't give you a tattoo of a turtle or dog shit. After all, that's the treatment only a little princess can afford, and you're not a princess." Zhou Xiru said, holding a paintbrush and carefully drawing the background. picture.

"Woooo!" Murong Qingyuan kept yelling.

"Well, what are you going to say?" Zhou Xiru pulled off the contents of her mouth and said, "If you don't bark, I won't gag your mouth, otherwise, I'm afraid you will affect my creation!"

"Zhou Xiru, if you let me go, I'll give you 1000 million!" Murong Qingyuan said angrily, "You just want money, I'll give you money!"

Zhou Xiru smiled for a while, and said: "Murong Qingyuan, don't demean yourself, are you worth 1000 million? I managed to trick you out, how could I just let you go like this?"

"How much do you want?" Murong Qingyuan asked.

"No matter how much!" Zhou Xiru said with a smile, "When I didn't see you, I might still give in because of money and power, but after seeing you, I must complete an outstanding work of art."

"Murong Qingyuan, I am an art student, and I have the pride of an art student. Nothing is more important than my works, so don't ask me for money." Zhou Xiru said eloquently, "I really repay my grievances with virtue!"

While talking, she ignored Murong Qingyuan, and slowly drew the base picture, and then, she started to tattoo.

Tattoos are naturally painful, and many people endure the pain when they get tattoos.

However, because Murong Qingyuan was afraid, she felt that the pain was a bit severe, and she cried until tears flowed from her nose. During this period, she naturally couldn't help insulting Zhou Xiru loudly again, gnashing her teeth in hatred.

"Zhou Xiru, let me tell you, if you have the guts to kill me, otherwise—"

"Otherwise, you will make my life worse than death." Zhou Xiru smiled, "You said it just now, don't worry, I know, when I didn't offend you, you once bribed Jiang Luohua to abolish my hands... ..."

"Not long ago, you found a killer again and wanted to send me on my way."

"Now, what are you threatening me with?"

"People, after all, you have to pay for your actions."

"You like my work so much, in order to keep my work as your own, you want to destroy my hands and kill people..."

"In this way, I will fulfill you. I will tattoo my meticulously drawn works on your body and accompany you for the rest of your life. From now on, you, Murong Qingyuan, will be my works."

Zhou Xiru felt that when she said this, she had the aura of a "great painter".

In order to prevent her from shouting indiscriminately and affecting her "creation", she gagged her mouth again.

The tattoo was a bit big, so she worked for more than two hours to get it done. After packing up the tools, she took out her phone and started taking pictures.

After taking the picture, she took a few steps back, looked at it carefully, and silently praised her work in her heart.

Then, she poured a sip of potion for Murong Qingyuan, and said with a smile: "You will be able to move in a few minutes, well, don't thank me, if you insist on paying me, just count it as 1000 million, it's pretty good It's cheap, after all, you set the price yourself."

Zhou Xiru carried the toolbox, walked out of the room, and then walked into the next room.

Xu Zhijie looked at her and asked, "You really tattooed her, what kind of tattoo?"

Zhou Xiru handed him the phone photo, Xu Zhixuan just glanced at it, laughed outright, and said, "She will hate you to death."

"She hated me already, and tried to kill me twice." Zhou Xiru smiled, not caring at all, and went to the bathroom inside to wash her hands.

Within a few minutes, Murong Qingyuan's scream came from the next room——

She couldn't imagine that such an ugly and terrifying thing was tattooed on her back by that "vicious woman"?

On her white jade-like back lay a thick black snake. With her breathing, the snake seemed to be moving slowly and its scales stretched. On her buttocks, there were three mice happily looking for it. Food, now, the snake is spitting out a letter, trying to devour one of the mice...

There is also writing next to it - a nest of snakes and rats!