Chapter 299: Painting Style

Due to eagerness

, Yang Wenyao rushed all the way. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info when he got off the car, he didn't forget to give Qi Yue and Xu Yao an enchantment. Qi Yue was okay, Xu Yao looked at her directly with tears in his eyes. Sure enough, Yang Wenyao was more reliable, wiped the sweat on her forehead, felt the coolness around her, and silently gave 32 likes to her intimate friend.

Ink and water went first, and led a group of people straight ahead, knowing that they had reached the south side of the big tree. The fingers tapped with a singular melody. Obviously, it was just a sound of tapping the old bark, but Yang Wenyao felt that it was unusually beautiful. Just when Yang Wenyao was almost drunk, she suddenly felt a chill down her spine. When I came back to my senses, I found that the surrounding environment had changed drastically. Quietly patting Qi Yue, who was grabbing his clothes, Xing turned his head to ask Ink what was going on.

"This, what's going on, aren't we going to look for a roll? It's pitch black, and you can't see anything. Without waiting for Yang Wenyao's words to spit out, Xu Yao, who had been walking at the end of Wen Renyi, asked out loud. The trembling in the words made Yang Wenyao a little funny.

The smile is frozen at the corners of the mouth, and there is something wrong with this style of painting. , what kind of broken place is this, what kind of trouble is the wind gusting?

Xu Yao's question was not answered, including Ink's face was a little dark. He didn't expect it to be like this. But shouldn't this be a gathering place for ghosts, okay, what's the matter, just the light source here, even a normal person can't stand it, let alone a ghost who is afraid of yang energy?

"Something is wrong, you guys be careful." said in a low voice, this is full of devouring god stones, no one dares to let out the divine sense easily, and the tragic situation of Yang Wenyao before is still vivid. The most important thing is that the people present, except for Yang Wenyao, who is an orthodox monk, the others are either halfway monks, or, they are not even monks. It doesn't hurt at all like traditional monks, who habitually use their divine sense to investigate.

Yang Wenyao listened to Ink's words and glared at Ink fiercely. She doesn't want to do anything now, she just wants to save her little pet quietly. What's the matter if you can't get in touch?

The dim light couldn't block Yang Wenyao's vision. Crumbling broken walls, decaying deadwood window frames. Such a place is not a place where people live, no, it should be said that it is not a place where normal human beings live. The words can't be said too dead, after all, the interstellar is too big, and there are all kinds of existence.

Crunch, the people who had been lightly footed, when they heard this voice, in such a place where silence had reached silence, their hearts suddenly lifted, and they looked around, but there was no movement. Only then did I remember that the original ink said while walking, because of the sudden change in the environment, coupled with anxiety, I just wanted to find it quickly, but I forgot, where did I go?

He ...... Arrested. "Be a groom.

"Your doppelganger?" I was a little surprised to hear this answer, if it was anything else, it would be better to say, I was actually arrested, I was arrested! The amount of information in this sentence was too much, and Yang Wenyao couldn't react for a while. What was caught? Is the other party's cultivation higher than the ink? The most important thing is to do what to do with Rolling Roll, a soft meat dumpling, except for being invisible, has almost no special skills. Ahh You lied to me, didn't you?

Seeing Yang Wenyao's eyes, the ink instantly exploded. What does this mean? Question what he says or question his abilities?

"The other party is the Ghost King Xiuwei." Bai Yang Wenyao glanced at her, raised her chin, and didn't bother to talk to this unknown cargo.

If Yang Wenyao knew the idea of ink, she would definitely have to smack him up, what did she say she didn't know how important it was. The old lady doesn't know anything, and she knows the severity of coming here very patiently, okay? Who told you to keep it a secret?

Yang Wenyao didn't know what he was thinking, and his first reaction when he heard this sentence was,, is there something wrong with the painting style, what kind of ghost is the ghost king Xiuwei? Ahh

Originally, she thought that Tiandao saw that she didn't have the love of her father and mother in her previous life, which gave her a warm home, but after she believed it, the style of painting changed, and there was a real style everywhere. Well, there is nothing bad about cultivating the truth, for her, it is a light and familiar old frame, and it is not a loss, but after she accepted her fate, the ghost king Xiuwei came again. Tiandao, you haven't cheated me for a while, and you're not happy if you don't kill me, aren't you? Teary-eyed.

"What is the Ghost King?" Unlike Wen Renyi, whose face turned blue after hearing the news, Xu Yao didn't know anything. For such an environment, Qi Yue, as a woman, was instinctively a little scared, and she didn't shout, but just silently followed behind Yang Wenyao, holding back the fear in her heart, for fear of dragging Yang Wenyao's hind legs.

"This ...... It's not an old book...... The kind of thing that people become when they die, right? "The sharpness, trembling, and gusts of wind peculiar to women make the environment seem even more eerie.

"Pap, papa" As soon as Qi Yue's words fell, a voice came from everyone's ears again. This is not an illusion, after changing the scene, Yang Wenyao used a light brain to check it. If it's a fantasy, then there's only one possibility, and it can blind high-tech.

The snapping sound seemed to stimulate Qi Yue's nerves, and she suddenly stood in front of Yang Wenyao, but her trembling legs betrayed her fear.

"It's the sound of the water, we've been walking for so long, and we finally hear the sound of breathing, other than talking. Miss Qi, what's wrong with you? "Xu Yao doesn't have any concept of ghosts, or rather, there are not many normal interstellar people who have a concept of ghosts, but Qi Yue is an accident.

Cai Ruofen is very transparent about the culture of the ancient and medieval centuries, as her daughter, although she is not interested in the Chinese medicine she is proficient in, but she is very interested in all kinds of strange people and strange things in Cai Ruofen's collection. Therefore, Qi Yue's impression of ghosts is naturally some not very good impressions.

"Nothing." Hearing that it was the sound of the water, Qi Yue followed Yang Wenyao's strength and stood beside Yang Wenyao. Her doll, naturally, is her to protect. I didn't notice it at all, and Wen Renyi, who was at the end, turned black again.

, in addition to sister control and female control, does he have to get his girlfriend control before he can hold the beauty? He just wants to marry a wife quietly, why does he have an illusion of a worrying future at this moment. Right must be an illusion.

"Quack, it's been a long time since there have been guests in this place. Wife, why don't you hurry up and wait for the couch? Just as they were relaxing, after the wind had passed, there was an old and hoarse voice. Strange smile, please refer to Qi Yue's actions for the level of horror - Qi Yue once again stood in front of Yang Wenyao. (To be continued.) )