Chapter 217: Qiankun Fall Disappears

In the martial arts arena where the ghost clouds have dispersed, the sunlight has become excellent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Zhu Hong, if you're okay, just fulfill the agreement. ā€

Mo Li took the agreement, pointed to the terms on it, and said sweetly: "In addition to the two thousand tiger yang talismans, you also have to go to Mengniuba's door to paint a pig ......."

Listening to Mo Li's words, Zhu Hong only felt dizzy in his head, his body turned to the side, and he almost fainted again.

"Zhu Hong. Seeing Zhu Hong's appearance, Mo Li flattened his mouth in displeasure, "This is the first time I've hosted the challenge, what's wrong with you, you're still my friend, you can't dismantle my stage, if you can still move, hurry up and paint!"

"I didn't ...... No problem!" Zhu Hong was thinking of finding a reason, such as that he was too seriously injured, or that he was physically exhausted, but when he heard Mo Li say that he was her friend, he felt sweet again, lovers start from being friends! Thinking of this, he actually said very happily, "I'll go, I'll go, Mo Li's sister's face must be given." ā€

Zhu Hong stood up straight and walked into the distance, the bright red pants were very eye-catching, and some disciples who were familiar with him, seeing that he didn't seem to be fully conscious, hurriedly chased after him, took off his clothes, and helped him cover up.

"Let's go, let's go see ...... too"

"This game is good, and there is a follow-up show. ā€

Everyone talked about it, and they also wanted to see the scene of Zhu Hong painting pigs, which must be very interesting, and they also followed, and when Meng Fan and Mo left their side, they also respectfully surrendered their hands to them, obviously, through this challenge, both of them have gained.

Mo Li lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Meng Fan, and said with a smile: "Why don't we go too...... See?"

Meng Fan smiled dumbly, the little Taoist Li Yi was also surprised to see Mo Li's delicate appearance on the side, he knew Mo Li's situation better, it is said that when he first came back, he was similar to a little sister, and he did a lot of inexplicable things, and now it looks ...... Very obedient!

Li Yi just pondered this, and suddenly saw Mo Li's beautiful eyes wide, glared at him very fiercely, stared at him with a stiff neck, as if he suddenly understood something, he waved his hand hurriedly, and said: "Oh, there are still things to deal with over there at the penance cliff, I have to go and get busy......"

Saying this, Li Yi trotted away all the way, but he ran to the residence of the outer disciples, and he should have gone to see Zhu Hong to paint pigs.

At this time, the people in the martial arts arena were almost scattered, and several elders also left, their faces were very unsightly when they left, and when they looked at Zhu Hong, they still had a little hatred.

When Daoist Qiu left, his face was full of spring breeze, and he glanced at Cao Xiong intentionally or unintentionally, Cao Xiong's face was naturally not good, he snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves and left, I am afraid that in this challenge, he has lost a lot of Tiger Yang Talismans.

Meng Fan glanced at the martial arts arena that seemed a little deserted, let go of some thoughts in his heart, and accompanied by Mo Li, he found the disciple on duty in the martial arts arena, and received the two thousand tiger yang talismans obtained from the victory, and his face finally had some joy.

Seeing Meng Fan's happy appearance when he got the Tiger Yang Talisman, Mo Li saw it in his eyes, and the beauty was in his heart, and he couldn't wait to go to the account room of the Taoist temple and steal a lot of it from Meng Fan.

The two of them walked all the way, chatting with each other, most of them were asking strangers, Meng Fan was answering, and the questions asked were also strange, such as asking him what constellation he was, what color he liked, and whether he had any idols...... didn't ask Meng Fan's background, it seems that Mo Li is not much interested in this question, after all, her background is excellent.

It's already in the afternoon, the sunset is very beautiful, the sunset is sprinkled all over the western sky, the sun shines obliquely, dragging the shadows of the two for a long time, and it looks like there is some romance...... It's just that the minds of the two people are completely different.

Under the setting sun, Huyang looked at a layer of golden light, the corridor turned around, and the two finally walked to the residence of the outer disciples, and before they walked into the courtyard, they heard a lively noise from the courtyard.

"Senior Brother Zhu, just draw casually, don't you draw so carefully!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Zhu, you see that you have painted all the pig's hair, this is ......"

The latter sentence finally didn't come out, but everyone knows that the pig painted by Zhu Hong represents himself, and according to the agreement, the pig still has to eat the poop pulled out by the cow, which is full of irony!

"You ...... You know what a fart!" Zhu Hong took a short knife and drew meticulously on Meng Fan's door, his eyes were focused, and there was a little confusion in his concentration, it seemed that the poison of the smoke had not been completely exhausted, "This is what Moli's sister has specially explained, I naturally want to draw it well, what if the painting doesn't look like it, what if Moli's sister is angry?"

"Moreover, it's not that I can't draw!" Zhu Hong finished drawing the last stroke, stood up and glanced at it with a satisfied expression, the pig was eating poop deliciously, "Before I debuted, I had painted people on the street......

"Wow, I see, no wonder it's so well drawn!"

Seeing that Zhu Hong didn't mind, they didn't bother with that idleness, and they all praised Zhu Hong's paintings.

At this time, Meng Fan and Mo Li had already walked in, and when they saw the painting on the door, they couldn't help laughing, and both of them knew in their hearts that although this matter was stipulated in the agreement, if Zhu Hong refused to fulfill it, it would not be good to take any means to force him to implement it...... You can't let Mo Li go to his grandfather.

Of course, if Meng Fan was willing, Mo Li would really be able to do this.

Mo Li smiled sweetly for a while, pointed to the pig on the door of Meng Fan's room, forced a smile, and said seriously: "Zhu Hong, you drew very well, and you have a good head for the future challenge to go smoothly......

When Mo Li said these words, he had a leadership style, and Zhu Hong was angry when he heard it, nodded and said: "Sister Mo Li, don't worry, if anyone doesn't come according to the regulations in the future, I, Zhu Hong, will not be the first to spare him!"

Zhu Hong's words made everyone look at each other, and they made up their minds that they would never sign such a strange agreement with others, which is simply ...... It's so sad!

A farce, and then it dispersed, Zhu Hong returned to his residence in a daze, and when the poison of the smoke dissipated, he was completely sober, and he didn't know how to face what happened today.

And Mo Li stayed in Meng Fan's room for a while, thinking about the teddy dog in his heart, and also took his leave.

And Meng Fan sat cross-legged on the bed for a while, thinking about the scene that happened in the illusion, his eyebrows twisted, the things in the illusion were too weird and mysterious, he couldn't understand it!

"That finger...... What the hell does that mean?"

"Pointed at my ...... Chest?"

When Meng Fan thought about this, he subconsciously touched his chest, and then his face brushed suddenly, turned pale, and muttered, "Qiankun is falling...... Gone!" (To be continued.) )