In the air, Han Yue glared angrily at Li Mo below, and with a twist of the Night King Power Pen in his hand, the blade of the pen stabbed straight at Li Mo like a knife. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the ink practice in the sky, Li Mo pointed forward with his pen, and an ink-colored barrier appeared out of thin air, and after Mo Lian hit the barrier, it turned into a pool of blood and ink and slid down.

The huge pen in Li Mo's hand greeted the night king, bringing up a series of ink rays that should not have appeared, the ink of the night kingship was like a blooming blood flower, and the ink in Li Mo's hand was as black as condensing ink pond water.

"Bang!" A huge ink burst out between the two, and the powerful impact pushed the two away, Li Mo snorted, lifted the pen, and the ink was already a little bloody. Raising his eyes, Han Yue was knocked to the ground by the impact, black blood flowed out, and black ink blood bloomed in that pool of blood.

Taking advantage of the cold moon being knocked down, Li Mo raised his hand and wrote the word "flower" with the void. Summons a beautiful maiden and heals Cold Moon's injuries. The ghost lamp hanging on Li Mo's back flickered, sucking away the evil qi in Han Yue's body.

The girl walked towards the cold moon, squatted down and held the cold moon in her arms, and with a wave of her hand, she gently put the cold moon into the ink pool.

Li Mo raised his eyes and looked at the night king: It's so powerful, if I hadn't used the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen, I would definitely be hurt by him.

Suddenly, the night king was windless and automatic, and the pen blade stirred up a circle of black walls, flying towards the ink pool, and the tip of the pen was full of vigilance to guard the cold moon in the pool.

Li Mo squinted, and the girl by the pool chuckled mischievously: The master is still the same as Uncle Yan'er, and having a baby is like wanting! As she spoke, she nervously stretched out her hand to protect the Night King, she knew that the master was about to snatch it when she squinted.

Unexpectedly, Li Mo just looked at it for a while, then reached out to recall the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen, closed his eyes and looked like he didn't want to communicate with her anymore, "He will wake up after sunrise, and you will teach him the art of ghost brushwork." ”

Seeing Li Mo disappear slowly, the girl untied the red rope that bound her hair, and her black hair was unrestrained, and it was blown by the evening breeze, and it floated up one after another.

"It's cold...... Where is this...... It's dark...... "Cold Moon curled up like a kitten.

"Whose hand is this, so soft-"

At sunrise, the girl looked at the ink pool and whispered: "The master turned into a ghost and Huangquan was killed because his family was killed, did your family also be killed?"

Hearing Hanyue's murmur, the girl walked into the inkwell and carried Hanyue to the shore, but a magic hand dishonestly climbed up the soft snow white.

Bang......

"Ahh Hanyue touched his head and screamed in pain when he was knocked out of a bag.

Where is this...... Who am I? Cold Moon held her head in pain,

But I heard a woman's faint voice. "You're finally awake,"

"I ...... What's going on? ”

The girl said firmly, "You are dead, you have passed the trial of ghost ink, died on the side of the ink pool, and now you no longer have that enviable life." ”

Speaking of this, the girl paused, there were many more things in her eyes that he couldn't understand, and there was a slight compliment in her words, "You were invaded by the evil qi of the ink pool, I thought you would never wake up again and become an ink demon, but your will is so strong, you actually survived, not bad." ”

Han Yue looked at the beautiful girl in front of her and said, "But...... Who am I? Why am I here? ”

The girl just stretched out her finger and pointed to the ink pool and said, "Welcome, newborn ghost ink." Now that he has become a ghost ink, he has abandoned the past. Perhaps, forgetting everything is better for you. ”

Following the girl's movements, Hanyue looked up at the plaque and sighed deeply, her eyes full of determination: "I vaguely remember that I have a lot of things I haven't done, no matter life or death, I have to do it."

"Alright, alright, come with me first." The girl tilted her head and said.

Following the girl to the pen fairy hall, Han Yue couldn't help but sigh at the grandeur of the Mocheng building, the inkstone mountain paper road, the ink dragon circled, and the eaves and arches were like rainbows.

Han Yue looked at the high ladder, it turned out to be a landscape painting, and the brush around the ladder was a candle.

Li Mo turned his back to the cold moon, and the table in front of him was covered with drawing paper, which was an unfinished landscape painting.

"Master, he's awake."

Li Mo glanced at it and ignored it, and picked up a pen to make a few strokes on the drawing paper.

Li Mo put down his pen, seemed to appreciate his work for a while, looked back at Fang Zhicheng with interest, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "How do you feel?" ”

The girl covered her mouth and snickered, and Li Mo took the time to glare at her. The girl stuck out her tongue and stood by the desk in a serious manner.

Hanyue didn't notice the two of them.

"Your master made a bet with Yan'er that you could get the Taixu Brush and Ink, and then you came to Ink City through the small world of the Misty Forest, and turned into a ghost through the ink pool, and the reborn ghost generally does not lose his memory, while you are invaded by evil qi and lose your life and memory." Li Mo lifted the wolf pen in his hand and said softly.

"I see, may I ask the seniors, how to recover?" Hanyue said happily.

Li Mo glanced at the landscape painting on the table, and with a wave of his hand, the landscape painting fell in front of Han Yue: make up for the places that were not painted in this painting, maybe there will be some opportunities.

"Senpai wasn't joking, was he?" Looking at the landscape painting suspiciously, can you recover your memory by completing a mere painting? How can it be.

Li Mo put down his pen and turned to look at the candlelight: You were invaded by the Huangquan Eight Evils, make up this painting, you will have the ability to pass through the sea on the other side, and then find the Huangquan Eight Evils that invaded you, in order to retrieve your life and memory.

Han Yue looked at the landscape painting in front of him, and just thought that I needed a pen, and the night king appeared in his hand: I wipe, so bite, as soon as I think about it, I come, whose pen is this, so powerful.

The girl looked helplessly at this amnesiac Erbi: This is your ...... After speaking, he raised his head and rubbed his temples with his slender hands.

Han Yue touched her head awkwardly: Sauce Zi, I'll just say why is this thing so six~

As he spoke, he mentioned the pen of the night king, and wanted to complete the landscape painting.

"Poof—"

A stream of blood spurted out, and the ink-colored spiritual power in the landscape painting shook the cold moon away, and if it weren't for the Night Monarchy blocking most of the spiritual power, it was estimated that it would have been shocked to death.

The girl helplessly looked up and her little face was extremely cute: I forgot to tell you that the ink spirit contained in this landscape painting, if you can't cultivate the ink spirit mind to the state of ink marks, you can't write at all.

The girl stood on tiptoe and looked at the night kingship and continued: And your pen is also quite bad, without the strength of the royal realm, you should only use it as a stick.

"How good I was when I was alive, I was afraid to think about it." Cold Moon looked at the night royal power with a look of intoxication.

"......" looked at Han Yue with disdain, narcissism is such a thing, some people are narcissistic ghosts even if they die.

Woo Woo -

As soon as Cold Moon's mind moved, the Night King's power instantly pierced through the void, and there was no wind automatically.

"Oh yo yo, it's so good" Cold Moon looked at the Night King with fascination.

"Someone is still waiting for you, and the dream will tell you the cultivation method of ghost ink." Li Mo glanced at Han Yue Dao.

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