The dazzling sword light in the sky gradually dissipated, everything returned to its original state, and Ye Feng found that he was still standing in the bamboo forest,

Gui Wuya suddenly seemed to be more than ten years old, his eyes were distracted, and he looked at the fiery red oil-paper umbrella that had been cut in two on the ground.

Tears flowed from his dim eyes: "Ajuan, I'm sorry, I didn't protect the umbrella you gave me, I didn't ......"

Looking at the appearance of Gui Wuya's old tears, Ye Feng felt a little sympathetic to him.

Gui Wuya hugged his fists and sighed lightly: "Thank you little brother for your grace not to kill, I have made a promise that if anyone breaks my stormy sky and the secret of my picture scroll, I will always be at his disposal." ”

Ye Feng looked at Gui Wuya suspiciously: "What do you mean, what can you do for me?"

"Please follow me. ”

As soon as the scenery in front of him changed, the stars shifted, and Ye Feng's thoughts popped out of the picture scroll.

The picture scroll is still the same picture scroll, standing on the bow of the boat, looking into the distance, everything that happened in the painting just now is like a dream, it is the exchange between one's own mind and the soul of the boundless.

Suddenly, Ye Feng found a strange scene, the oil-paper umbrella in Gui Wuya's hand, I don't know when it had been opened, the nine protruding umbrella bones bloomed with a cold glow, and the nine sword qi like stormy waves diffused.

This is not an illusion of the sea of consciousness, but a real sword intent.

Ye Feng jumped back vigilantly, and his palm was already holding his little flying sword.

fluttering, as if the wind was blowing, nine sword rays shot out from the painting, cutting through the sky like meteors, sweeping in front of Ye Feng one by one, and the endless beard on the painting smiled.

"Little brother, if you need me in the future, just open your mouth, haha......"

The nine sword lights came and went quickly, as if it had never happened at all, and the fiery red oil-paper umbrella in Gui Wuya's hand in the painting was closed again, and Gui Wuya also resumed his posture of looking at the distant mountains.

Ye Feng was a little skeptical that he was hallucinating, his gaze fell on the coffee table, and nine slight scratches appeared evenly on the rosewood coffee table.

He couldn't help but laugh, this was not an illusion, but a trace left by the flying sword in the painting.

I have found a treasure, the fiery red oil-paper umbrella in this picture scroll, which hides nine flying swords, on the surface this is a painting, but it is actually a sharp spiritual weapon blade.

Ye Feng secretly admired Gui Wuyi, painted a picture, recorded his situation, mood, and also integrated his remnant soul into it, creating an extremely powerful weapon, worthy of a sword immortal-level character.

Ye Feng stared at the painting for a while, and an idea passed in: "Boundless, this painting of yours is really a masterpiece of the world, more valuable than any painting in the world, this painting of yours is not only a painting, but also a weapon." How about I give this painting a name, just the Nine Swords Diagram?"

A voice came: "Little brother, whatever you want, I just want to stay with Ajuan here, whatever name is smooth." ”

"Okay, let's call it the Nine Swords Diagram. ”

Ye Feng happily put the Nine Swords Diagram into the Medicine King Ring, and just as he wanted to take a bath and sleep, he heard the angry shouts of an ugly old man coming from the Medicine King Ring.

"Who the hell did my grandmother chop Lao Tzu's TV?

There was a voice from inside: "What filth do you put to affect Lao Tzu's rest, if you dare to put this kind of filth again, I will kill you." ”

"Grandma's, come out for me, we'll have a good fight. ”

"Hit it. ”

There was a thunderous vibration sound from the Medicine King Ring, as well as the ugly old man's shrill scolding, and the ugly old man and Gui Wuyan were fighting inside, and it was very noisy.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Two old grandfathers, can you stop a little and let me sleep peacefully?"

The ugly old man came out of the Medicine King Ring with angry eyebrows, and crossed his hands on his waist: "Ye Feng, you kid is too much of a thing, where did you get another machine spirit and throw it at my house, drive it out for me, otherwise I won't have fun with you." ”

There was a voice from the Medicine King Ring: "Hmph, this filthy place is your home, put some filthy things all day long, so that Ajuan doesn't dare to come out." I don't want to stay here, little brother, it's really dirty and smelly to move the old man out of this place, it's disgusting to me. Also, I'm not a machine spirit, I'm just a remnant soul that can go back to my body at any time, unlike you, just a thing. ”

"Phew, old fellow, the dove occupies the magpie's nest, you are still reasonable, I am a thing, you are not a thing......"

A machine spirit that existed in ancient times, a sword immortal-level figure, would actually quarrel, Ye Feng had no choice but to take out the picture scroll from the Medicine King Ring and hang it on the wall, which calmed down the turmoil.

After such a toss, it was already early in the morning after Ye Feng took a bath, and he was about to rest, when the mobile phone rang, it was Jiang Fatzi's call.

"Ye Feng, what are you doing, come out and have two drinks with me. ”

"What kind of wine do you drink in the middle of the night?"

"Alas, my baby was captured by your girlfriend, and I can't live the long night, of course I have to arrest you to accompany me. ”

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh secretly, Xiao Luo and Jiang Yixue worked overtime, and Jiang Fat was lonely and lonely, so he found himself to drink.

There is deep sympathy for this fat man, and there is a feeling of sympathy.

"How did you live when you didn't have a girlfriend before, little knight?"

The little knight is really spiritual, Ye Feng mentioned it from the phone, it immediately understood, and called a few times.

Hearing the little knight's cry on the phone, Ye Feng smiled and said, "The little knight thinks about Xiaobai, where are you drinking, tell me, I'll go find you." ”

"Come to the first string of Yudu on Halloween Street, we will drink and masturbate. ”

Ye Feng released Xiao Bai from the beast control order, Xiao Bai happily jumped on Ye Feng's neck, stretched out his tongue and licked Ye Feng's face, and his long and wet tongue swept over Ye Feng's face.

"If you get off me and lick me again, I'll throw you into the beast command. ”

Xiaobai shouted twice in protest: "Tyrant, no sympathy, are you treating me like this?"

Ye Feng smiled and touched the little white head: "I know that you are bored in the beast control order, so I will take you to play with the little knight and order your favorite sausage in a while." ”

Xiaobai stuck out his tongue and wagged its short tail happily: "This is not bad, what about your girlfriend? Why is no one around, you are really a heavy color and light friend, when you see your girlfriend, you will throw the dog master and me into the beast control order." ”

Holding Xiaobai in his arms and scratching his chin: "I'm afraid that you, a single dog, will doubt that when you see us showing affection, you will doubt that the dog is born." ”

Ye Feng used his mobile phone to navigate, found the direction to Wansheng Street, and with a movement of his mind, the light from the flying sword wrapped Ye Feng and Xiaobai heavily.

A sword light pierced the sky like a meteor and flew towards Halloween Street.

(End of chapter)