The transparent beads in Qi Potian's hand automatically flew into the air, and the bright light completely wrapped Qing Ling'er, and Qi Potian gradually appeared in the room.

He seemed to see the old man in the painting smiling at him, the smile was very kind and close, but it made Qi Potian a little creepy.

Qing Ling'er beside her disappeared, and there was only a bright light, highlighting the existence of a person there.

The old man beckoned to Qing Ling'er, the whole room was very bright, it seemed that Qing Ling'er was the light source, illuminating the entire house, and even the range outside the house was bright and bright.

When he looked at the painting on the wall again, he noticed something that shocked him, the old man on the painting had disappeared, and only a blank piece of paper was left hanging on it.

He didn't know what was going on, he didn't know where the old man had gone, but he looked at the bright place suspiciously, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, and his heart was very entangled.

If something happened to Qing Ling'er here, he would be very upset, and there would be no way to explain it to Qing Ling'er's brother Qing Che.

He couldn't tolerate any damage from Qing Ling'er under his nose, otherwise, he wouldn't forgive himself.

He carefully watched the light around Qing Ling'er, although he couldn't see anything, and his eyes were a little irritated, but he tried very hard to see the figure inside.

When he looked at the painting on the wall again, something even more unexpected happened, the paper moved.

To be precise, there was no one on the paper to draw, but the picture was drawn automatically, as if an invisible pen was sketching a beautiful and magnificent picture.

Qi Potian's soul trembled, and he stared at the painting on the wall, his heart getting more and more nervous.

It seems that only a short time has passed, and the figure drawn on the paper has become clearer and clearer, but he feels more and more that the figure on the painting is very familiar, and that little outline makes the figure that appears in the painting again is no longer the original old man, but a beautiful girl.

A conjecture slowly arose in Qi Potian's heart, and his whole body was excited, the muscles on his body were tangled together, his brows were deeply locked, and his fists were clenched.

His heart was very nervous, if the old man was freed because of this, he asked Qing Ling'er to appear in the painting instead of her to suppress the monsters in the lake for him.

This matter will definitely not be agreed, even if he fights his life and releases the monster at the bottom of the lake, he will not allow Qing Ling'er to become a painting.

This is something that no one can tolerate, Qing Ling'er is such a beautiful and beautiful woman, about to disappear into the world, and finally become a picture, which is tantamount to a bolt from the blue for Qi Potian, he can't accept it, and the most important thing is that Qing Ling'er is in front of him to make such a change, which makes him unable to let go.

He wanted to look up to the sky and roar, and even scolded the old man in the original painting, and he had a disgust for the old man in his heart, because he felt that he and Qing Ling'er had fallen for him and stepped on the old man's thief ship.

The old man in the painting is clearly framing the device Potian and Qing Ling'er, he wants to be free, but he wants to let Qing Ling'er be such a lovely and beautiful woman to redeem him.

Qi Potian couldn't stand it anymore, his hands slashed in the air, and a strange long knife appeared in his hand.

This knife is the same as the original overlord sword, there is no difference, but this is just a sword shadow formed by the fusion of energy, and there are still some differences from the real overlord knife.

The energy overlord knife slashed at the picture in the air, and suddenly just when the blade was about to fall on the paper, a bright light flashed in the air, like lightning, and when the air slashed, it directly slashed the weapon to the ground, and he was completely unconscious.

The picture on the wall is getting clearer and clearer, there is no doubt that the woman in the painting is Qing Ling'er, her pure and beautiful face has appeared on the picture, her moving posture and charming body are fully displayed.

It's just that at this time, the woman in the painting has a look of surprise on her face, obviously she doesn't quite understand what is going on.

Qing Ling'er in the painting is very real, as if a living person was pasted into the painting, and the reality makes people doubt.

From a distance, it looks as if there is a beautiful girl standing in the air on the wall, and she is a little panicked and overwhelmed.

Everything in the hut seemed a little weird, the situation here was unexpected, even Qi Potian and Qing Ling'er didn't know what was going to happen.

They finally escaped to the thatched hut, thinking that they had been saved, but they did not expect that they would fall into such a scene again, and both of them were in a dilemma.

And now, Qi Potian fell to the ground unconscious, but Qing Ling'er was wrapped in a ray of light, and a painting of her appeared on the wall, everything here is indeed a little weird.

The sky outside the house was changing, but there was still a torrent staring at the thatched house, it looked a little hesitant, and it always lingered outside the thatched house.

It was a little afraid of the thatched hut and didn't dare to set foot here, but it was unwilling and didn't want the food to run away in vain, so it had been wandering outside, waiting for the appearance of Qi Potian and Qing Ling'er.

Now, a long time has passed, and it has not waited for two people, and it is already a little impatient.

The torrent of water formed by the river poured on the thatched huts, but there was nothing unusual about the thatched huts, but the water flowed to the side of the automatics, and not a drop seeped into the thatched huts.

The monster in the lake was also a little impatient, and another torrent rushed out from the bottom of the water, and rushed directly to the thatched house, and collided with the thatched house.

In the impact of the torrent and the thatched huts, the lake splashed everywhere, but there was still a continuous stream of water gushing out of the water and rushing towards the thatched huts.

The lake was full of water, but the thatched huts were unharmed.

The torrents of water in the lake continue to rush out, impacting, and the intensity of the impact is becoming more and more violent, quite a water flooding the golden mountain.

Outside the house, the wind and waves were raging, and the torrent was one after another, but inside the house was very quiet, and there was no sound at all.

Qi Po Tian'an was lying quietly on the ground, Qing Ling'er was still wrapped in light, Qing Ling'er on the picture was still so dazed, perhaps, Qing Ling'er at this moment was exactly this expression, extremely dazed, not knowing what would happen next.

The two of them stayed in the thatched hut for many days, the sun rose and sunset outside, but there was a constant torrent to wrap the thatched hut, and they couldn't see the sun's rays, and they didn't even know if it was day or night.

Because at this time, looking out from the thatched hut, there is basically no difference between day and night.

Qi Potian still fell to the ground unconscious, Qing Ling'er was still wrapped in light, and it seemed that everything here had become eternal.