Zhao Ting said "um" and nodded at him, this casual attitude also made the white-clothed "Painting Spirit" confirm once again that this yellow-skinned man should have something to rely on, otherwise he would never be so arrogant.

"Brother Painted Spirit, since this guy can't get in with oil and salt, then let's suppress him here together, and then find a way out of the secret realm. Zhao Ting's face turned cold, and he looked at Xiao Che with a cruel smile.

Although the white-clothed "Painting Spirit" was still a little puzzled by Zhao Ting's sudden appearance at the moment, he thought that Zhao Ting was not only an "unknown" identity, but also a fellow inmate who had been in the same window.

Looking at Zhao Ting's sincere eyes, the sense of vigilance in the heart of the white-clothed "Painting Spirit" gradually disappeared a little, and Zhao Ting should not make a move to harm him, so he smiled and echoed: "Okay, this person is a hard bone, I am worried about not being able to take him." If Brother Huangmei helps me, it will be easy to suppress him. Hehe, I'm going to give him a taste of what it's like to have his spirit body soaked in aqua regia. ”

With a wave of his sleeves, a huge human face suddenly appeared in the originally blue sky, which was the embodiment of the will of the painting spirit.

The mouths of the human face were closed one by one, and Zhao Ting already faintly felt that some kind of rule of this world had been changed.

He quietly approached the white-clothed "Painting Spirit" one step, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Brother Painting Spirit, I'm here to help you." ”

Puff –

It was like the sound of something shattering.

It's the sound of a broken heart.

The white-clothed "Painting Spirit" turned around and looked at Zhao Ting in disbelief.

A sharp knife manifested by Zhao Ting's consciousness was inserted into his chest, but it did not pass through his chest, and it was wiped out by the will of the white-clothed "painting spirit", which made the radiant divinity on his face dim a little.

"You ......"

Zhao Ting's face changed, and he said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty won't make a move at this time, when will you stay?"

Xiao Che understood, fell from the sky, and his consciousness turned into a white unicorn divine armor, holding the sword of the Son of Heaven, wielding a long sword, and attacking and killing the white-clothed "painting spirit".

"You...... The two of you are in a group, and the white-clothed "Painting Spirit" finally reacted, staring at Zhao Ting viciously with a pair of eyes, and roaring angrily, "You demon traitor." ”

Zhao Ting smiled at him and said, "Don't tarnish people's innocence out of thin air, I am a human race." ”

The movements in his hand did not fall as he spoke, and his consciousness manifested a long black knife, which he held in his hand, and attacked Xiao Che back and forth, attacking the white-clothed "Painting Spirit" together.

"Your Majesty, he defends the emptiness in the next three lanes, and attacks him in the next three ways. Seeing that Xiao Che didn't know how to be flexible and stuck to the rules, Zhao Ting couldn't help but remind.

Xiao Che's face darkened, and he subconsciously didn't want to answer, he regretted joining forces with this guy at the moment.

Why are you yelling so loudly? With such a sinister ally, my image as a martial emperor has been ruined.

However, although he subconsciously rejected these Yin Damage Lower Three Path Tricks, he also knew that he was facing a fourth-order "unknown", and if he was not careful, he would stay here forever.

At the moment of life and death, he can't take care of so much morality, how to get results.

"Evil ghost, eat me with a yin-flirting sword technique!"

"Eh, Your Majesty is still too kind," Zhao Ting shook his head, sighed with a sigh on his face, and seized the opportunity to quickly poke the long knife in his hand into the part of the white-clothed "painting spirit", "You are kind to ghosts, and ghosts will not remember your goodness." ”

After speaking, he twisted the blade of the knife in a circle.

Xiao Che was dumbfounded.

Willpower affects the rules of heaven and earth, the sky is cracked, the flood is surging, the earth is cracked and collapsed, a scene of the end of the world, this is the dying struggle of the white-clothed "painting spirit".

He knew that he couldn't escape, but the trapped beast was still fighting, and he still refused to give up and persisted.

"You...... You help the Terrans kill your fellow clansmen, and the Ghost Emperor will not let you go!"

The white-clothed "Painting Spirit" had a pair of narrow eyes that widened wide, staring at Zhao Ting deadly, and the hatred in his eyes was terrifying.

Obviously, what Zhao Ting did had successfully transferred the hatred of the white-clothed "painting spirit" to him.

Boom –

A loud bang came, and the world in the painting completely collapsed, turning back into a scroll inlaid with gold edges, which fell into Xiao Che's palm.

Knowing the sea.

Xiao Che's consciousness incarnation looked at Zhao Ting and said lightly: "Mr. Zhao, I think, we should talk." ”

Zhao Ting dodged his gaze and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside." ”

After saying that, his consciousness turned into a streamer, and he hurriedly retreated from the sea of consciousness of the white-clothed "painting spirit".

Xiao Che watched him disappear, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, he put away the scroll in his hand, and his consciousness gradually returned to his body.

......

Outside.

Just as a small part of Zhao Ting's consciousness was about to return, his main consciousness in the outside world had already received feedback.

The old man in the dragon robe, who had been observing Zhao Ting, also noticed the change in his expression, and asked aloud, "Inside...... How's it going?"

Zhao Ting smiled at him and said, "Old man, relax, Your Majesty is fine, you have already subdued that "painting spirit", don't wake up in a moment." ”

As he explained, Xiao Che's body had already moved.

"Hmm......"

When consciousness returned to his body, Xiao Che couldn't help but snort. This is because he is a mortal, and his consciousness has been out of his body for too long.

This discomfort will gradually subside over time and leave no after-effects.

Of course, if the consciousness is separated from the body many times in a short period of time, it is not good.

Seeing Xiao Che open his eyes, the old man in the dragon robe examined him, before he let down his vigilance and said with concern: "Che'er, are you okay?"

Xiao Che gently rubbed his temples, stood up from the ground, and said: "Prison grandfather is worried, grandson is fine, but I didn't expect that this "painting spirit" spirit and god have long been separated, and grandson accidentally entered his painting world, and he has been trapped for a long time. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Zhao Ting, who was standing aside, frowned, and said, "Mr. Zhao, it seems that you know everything." ”

Zhao Ting was also a little embarrassed at this time, and explained: "I noticed that His Majesty had an "ominous" smell that day, and I was afraid that His Majesty would be harmed by "unknown", so I personally protected ......."

"No, you're not. Xiao Che's tone was calm, interrupting him, "Do you suspect that I am having an affair with "Unknown" and came to investigate me?"

Zhao Ting: "......"

He didn't expect that everyone knew this kind of thing, why did Xiao Che say it, and he couldn't get over it.

Xiao Che stared at him and continued, "Mr. Zhao can come to investigate me, which means that you are also a jealous person. So my secret, Mr. Zhao knows it now, what do you think?"

"I ......" Zhao Ting was a little speechless for a while, and he held back for a long time before he said: "Actually, I want to say, Your Majesty, your method of transforming the "unknown" is a bit outdated. ”

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