"Who are you!" Xia Yi was shocked, he was in a psychic state, and there was something that could invade him?

"Hurry up." The voice urged.

Xia Yi carefully identified it, recalled it in his mind, the voice was ethereal and very pleasant, if he had heard this voice, it was impossible not to remember it.

So, this is a complete stranger to him, maybe not a person.

"I can't move." Xia Yi replied that in the psychic state, he was just an aerial shot, and there was no way to descend, let alone affect the white snake.

"You can."

The darkness had already surged to the side of the white snake, and when it came into contact with the white snake's tail, the white scales on the white snake's body suddenly turned black.

The black color was different from the bright black of the black snake, but a foggy feeling, like the night.

"Why block? The white basilisk is clearly getting stronger. Xia Yi said tentatively.

Blackened characters, there are no weak ones.

"If you're late, she won't remember you."

"What?" Xia Yi asked, "Why, what is this black, and what are you?" ”

The female voice did not answer Xia Yi's question, she said, "She will rescue you." ”

Her voice fell, and Xia Yi felt that something was leaving her, and it was she who left the psychic dream.

Xia Yi looked down, stretched out his hand, and a little blue light fell on his lips, he felt his lips cold, and his body fell suddenly.

The White Snake stared blankly at the darkness around it, it didn't know why it was here, as if something was calling it.

It looked at the deep darkness, and a longing suddenly rose in its heart, as long as it plunged into that darkness, the things that made it miserable and depressed, would leave it.

Darkness crept up its tail like a quilt over its body, and a warmth flowed through its body, and its brain was suddenly confused.

It was cold, dark and warm, and it instinctively swam towards it, and it was about to plunge into it.

"White Basilisk!"

A faint voice suddenly rang in its ears, and its body froze, its head jerked up, and it looked around, and it could see nothing but darkness.

But it could feel a small body, lying on its head.

The hand stroked the scales on its head, and it tickled, and it couldn't help but shake its head slightly.

Seemingly frightened by its movements, one foot kicked it.

The movement of this kick was not big, but the white snake's confused brain suddenly came to its senses, and it felt a tingling pain, which came from the tail, and half of its body had turned black.

Pulling its tail out of the darkness, the white snake roared at the darkness, and the darkness changed its gentleness just now, gathered into a huge wave, and rolled towards the white snake.

The black wave was 100 meters high, covering the sky and the sun, and silently rushed down, pounced on the white snake.

The faint moonlight in the sky, before it fell, let the darkness swallow it clean, and from above, only a rich black could be seen.

Suddenly, a green light lit up in the darkness, and where the green light was, the darkness receded, and the white snake swam out of it.

The darkness reluctantly retreated to the bottom of the lake.

The white snake withdrew the green light and looked at the five-colored lake that had returned to calm, fear rising in its heart, and it retreated into the woods, unable to imagine what would happen if it plunged into the darkness.

It thought of the voice, turned its head and looked around, but couldn't find it.

Loss came over it, and it suddenly felt disgusted, disgusted at why it had used magic for healing.

Its body rolled through the trees, a white glimmer appearing around it.

Xia Yi floated in the air and looked at the white snake below in surprise.

In his gaze, the white snake slowly became smaller, and the line took on the appearance of a human.

The head, chest, and waist slowly changed, but the white light stopped below and slowly disappeared.

A figure with a snake tail appeared in the moonlight, she raised her head, and under her silver hair, a pair of purple eyes were revealed, looking at the sky.

Xia Yi was in the sky above the white snake, attracted by those eyes, and suddenly a voice sounded in his ears, and he woke up suddenly.

He sat up, chains clattering, and he returned to the bear family's house, back to the cell.

The voice just now was the bear opening the door, and the window was glowing with white light, and morning had arrived.

Busy outside, Xia Yi could see the servants coming and going, talking in a low voice.

He lay back on the bed, thinking about what had just happened.

What's the deal with that cyan light? What do you want to do to block the voice of the white snake? How is White Snake doing now?

It is certain that the White Snake is out of danger, and that voice is a more mysterious existence than the White Snake, but I don't know how it compares to the Sludge Monster and the Meat Ball Monster.

He thought again, and the voice said to him that the White Snake would save him.

Rejoicing rose in his heart.

The maid brought breakfast, and he ate two servings, and he had to take care of it until the white snake came to pick him up.

"Bring me drawing paper and paint." Xia Yi said to the maid who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks that he thought of his ability to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"Yes." The maid responded, went out for three minutes, and brought what Xia Yi wanted.

The painting paper is white, and the large and small brushes are abundant, cinnabar, silver vermilion, stone yellow, sandalwood...... A variety of colors are also available.

Seeing that Xia Yi was surprised, the maid said, "These are all things that the young lady doesn't use." ”

"Why not?" Xia Yi asked suspiciously. The quality of these things is obviously good.

"Miss's vision is quite high." The maid replied.

Xia Yi understood, in short, Xiong Er felt that his painting was too poor, and he couldn't calm down to study, or his talent was too poor, so he gave up.

No matter what happened to the bear, he was given a complete set of tools to paint.

"Do you know how to grade colors?" Xia Yi asked the maid.

The maid replied and processed the paint.

Ancient paintings are not without color, but ink painting is too famous to overshadow the name of colored painting. The ancients could extract the colors of minerals and plants to produce rich pigments.

Xia Yi glanced at the table, these colors were enough for him to draw the white snake.

In Xia Yi's mind, he recalled the human body conjured by the white snake, and thought of the scene where she was holding her arms and looking up at the sky.

The five-colored lotus was half digested by the white snake, and it is estimated that the white snake changed his wish, so he got the human body, but unfortunately only half of the five-colored lotus was left, and he could only transform half of his body.

However, her snake tail, blackened by darkness, added a layer of charm to her.

It's just that it can be a little troublesome to operate in the future.

This worry flashed through Xia Yi's mind, and he picked up the pen and stared intently at the drawing paper in front of him.

The white snake's bright silver hair, dark purple eyes, and confused, lovely face are revealed under his brush.

The white snake's body was obscured by its silver hair, and its black tail stretched out into the surrounding night.