It was an enclosed studio, and the whole room was filled with the smell of paint, except for the oil paintings hanging densely on the walls. The paintings on the wall www.biquge.info pen & fun & pavilion are all figure paintings, with gorgeous colors, lifelike, and full of realistic artistic conception.

A haphazard pile of semi-finished products was haphazardly piled on the floor, interspersed with several boxes of used paint.

A graceful woman with long hair and a shawl sat cross-legged in the center of the studio, concentrating on another figure painting.

The brush rustles on the paper, and the woman wears loose clothes, revealing a slender but not thin wrist as she moves.

The painting shows a girl holding a boy's arm, the girl frowns and is a little angry, and the boy scratches his head with flattery. They may be arguing about something, but they can feel the warmth between the two from the painting.

These paintings are simply more beautiful than the pictures taken by the camera, and they are more vivid than the photos.

"Sir, isn't she drawing the couple who just walked through the door?"

"Hmm."

He is truly a great painter who has handled the details of each painting very well, and can feel the emotions that the painter embodies in the painting.

"Guest, you're here."

I was still admiring her paintings, but I heard this voice in my ears. The voice was exactly the same as the one I had heard before, so charming that it was numbing, but it was very much in line with the image of the person in front of me.

Seeing that she finally finished the last stroke, she put down the brush, smoothed her hair, and her tender white fingers passed through the hair, sliding down the soft hair to the end.

She rose slowly, her long loose skirt falling to her ankles. Her every move reveals a natural elegance and charm, as if there is a fragrant breeze blowing on her face, which is intoxicating and beautiful as if she has entered a painting.

Even if she was standing with her back to us, I could imagine her beauty when she turned around. However, she just stood there quietly, not moving or turning around.

I was about to go up to see what was going on, when the scene in front of me was frozen into a wall of paintings, which gradually closed from the bottom to the top and disappeared into the ceiling.

The vivid paintings are gone, the messy half-finished products on the ground are gone, and the stunning beauties are gone. All that remains is a pitch-black nothingness.

There was only darkness as far as the eye could see, and even if I put my hand in front of me, I couldn't see it. It's been a long time since I've been in a situation like this, and since I've been able to see darkly, darkness has been like day to me. The involuntary trembling of my body made me realize that I might be scared.

I grabbed my husband's hand, and the cold temperature made me relax gradually.

At this moment, a huge hand suddenly reached out in the darkness and grabbed me. That hand was white and terrifying.

I cast a spell at the hand, which conjured a paintbrush out of nowhere, and with a wave of the brush, a white canvas appeared in the darkness. The flame I cast on this canvas did not burn it, but it was sucked in by the canvas and finally became a painting on the canvas.

At first, it was just a static flame, but gradually, the flame began to grow in size and burn as if it were alive. I could hear the faint sound of glass shattering, and then the flame suddenly burst open, turning into a blood-red flower.

It's amazing!

This is even more powerful than the magic pen Ma Liang in the fairy tale. The magic pen Ma Liang can turn the drawn things into reality, and the creature in front of him actually turns the real into a fake. If you throw a living person on this blank paper, will it eventually become a painting?

I suddenly remembered the oil paintings I had just seen in the studio, and all the oil paintings in those paintings were human figures, vivid, lifelike, and literal...... Same.

So are the people in those paintings real or fake? Is the disappearance case Zhang Tong mentioned by this monster responsible?

These thoughts flashed through my mind, and I didn't have time to think about them, because the huge claws in front of me didn't stop coming at us.

It's a bit powerful, and I can't take it lightly, so I can only use spells to attack it one after another. But every time my attack touched the strange white canvas, it would become the landscape in its painting.

The spells are all ineffective, I'm a little aggrieved, I haven't met such an opponent in a long time.

What kind of powerful youkai is this?

I scratched my ears and cheeks and couldn't think of a way to deal with it, and just when I was helpless, I heard a low laugh from the darkness, it was the voice of the gentleman.

"Qin Yiren, go back and confine."

As soon as the gentleman's words fell, I felt the fluctuations of the aura around me, and then a raging flame rose in the darkness and rushed up to the white canvas at a rapid speed.

He and I used the same spell, but the flames he used were larger and more powerful, but instead of burning the canvas, he turned it into a landscape like before.

I don't think the gentleman will make a mistake.

Sure enough, the flame on the canvas suddenly danced, and I could feel its power from a distance.

The flame's body was trembling slightly, and it was probably struggling with the strange canvas.

"Whew", the flames rose sharply, occupying almost the entire canvas, and soon, the middle of the canvas began to appear scorched black, and in the blink of an eye, the flames engulfed the entire canvas.

At the same time, the claws behind the canvas are coming at us without showing any signs of weakness.

The brush in its hand danced, and countless white canvases flew in the void, and in the blink of an eye, they were swallowed up by the flames of the gentleman.

The devil's claw took the opportunity to attack, and it was about to attack our eyes, but it stopped half a meter away from us, unable to advance an inch, and it was the flames of the gentleman that turned into a fire dragon to stop its advance.

The fire dragon and the devil's claws were in a stalemate for a moment, and the fire dragon suddenly exerted its strength, opened its mouth, and swallowed the devil's claws in an instant.

I heard a terrible scream from something, causing the air to vibrate in circles and ripples, and the void in front of me was like shattered glass, cracking piece by piece.

As soon as the screen turned, my husband and I reappeared in the studio.

Everything is back to the way it was.

A room full of oil paintings, women in long dresses.

The only difference is that the long hair of the woman in front of her is no longer black and soft, her figure is no longer graceful and colorful, and her temperament has become a little ...... Vulgar.

The woman's body moved.

My heart chuckled.

I wanted to turn away immediately, and I didn't want to see the woman turn around.

However, my body's movements didn't keep up with my thoughts, and I slowed down.

The woman turned around suddenly, and when I saw it, I wanted to throw myself into my husband's arms.