The portrait that was close at hand was something that had not been seen again in all these years.

I desperately stretched out my hand to grab something, and I always felt that I could grab it at that moment, and finally under my constant wave of my arm, it attracted the artist's attention, and he became impatient, and saw that I had been grabbing the painting in my hand, and turned his head to look at it suspiciously: "You want this painting?" ”

"Give me..."I gritted my teeth desperately, trying to snatch it over, my eyes were always on the person above, it wouldn't be wrong, it wouldn't be wrong, it was her!

"Why are you still crying?" The artist looked at me as if shocked, and then laughed strangely: "Ah, I see... You want to see the person on this picture, right? ”

He said and handed the painting to me: "Look... Is it someone who is important to you? ”

"Give it to me!" I snatched it and looked at the people above, trembling all over.

There is no mistake that the person in the painting is the mother.

I can't mistake her for looking like.

"Why... She'll paint it..."I looked at the portrait in my hand and gritted my teeth to ask the artist, wanting an answer.

He grinned weirdly, as if reminiscing: "Ah... There are too many paintings... I don't remember either... That's right.. Who is she? I want to think about how I drew her... When you die? How did she die... Oh, remember... She was killed for cheating on a man.. Hahaha..."

He laughed maniacally and began to talk nonsense, and I looked at the person on the drawing paper, but I couldn't say a word.

"For so long... I'm finally there for you..."Holding the drawing paper, my heart beat wildly, and tears couldn't be controlled from my eyes, like a stone in my heart fell to the ground.

When the painter saw me, his smile began to fade from his face, and soon his expression became extremely cold: "You really make me sick like this!" ”

As he spoke, he suddenly slapped him violently, and with a "snap", the drawing paper flew out, mixed into the middle of countless blank papers, and I don't know where it fell!

"Give it to me! Give it back! "The moment the paper fell out, I panicked, and I desperately got up and searched for it on the ground, trying to find the red one among the white papers on the ground.

But at this time, there was a sudden pain in my back, and I was hit by something!

Looking back, a stick hit my nose with a "snap", and blood flowed out in an instant, and I lay on the ground with my head on my back, and the blood flew out, staining the paper on the ground red.

"Give her back to me..."I don't know if I'm still conscious, but I don't know where I want to find the piece of paper.

I crawled forward on my knees and turned over the paper on the ground, and there was blood coming out of my nose all the time, and more and more of the paper was dyed red, and I became more and more anxious.

When the painter saw me get up again, he smiled strangely, and hit me wildly with his cane.

One after another, the whole body was in hot pain, and the whole body became weaker and weaker, and I felt faint in front of my eyes, and I felt that I couldn't hold it anymore.

"Poor! Don't look for it, find a way to run first! When the fat boy saw me on the side, he was so anxious that he shouted, "If you don't leave, you will be beaten to death!" ”

"Give her back to me..."I knew I could hear the fat boy's voice, but my body and brain seemed to be out of control.

The painter came over with a stick again, even if Chen Qing wanted to save me, but her attack was completely useful at this moment, all of them were blocked by those unjustly killed people and strange spirits, no matter how strong the attack was, it was impossible to break through the painter's barrier in an instant.

"You're so angry!" Seeing that he persuaded me not to move, the fat boy roared and pounced, jumped on the painter at once, and grabbed and bit wildly: "Poor! Let's go! ”

I desperately peeled open the paper on the floor, and finally found the one among the piles of papers!

"Found it! I found it! I didn't care about the blood all over my body, looked at the person on the painting, and finally smiled, and my heart was churning with various emotions: "I promised my brother... I'll find you anyway..."

"Where did the wildcats come from?!" Just when I was engrossed in looking at the drawing paper, the artist was bitten by the fat boy and screamed angrily, and smashed it angrily with a ghost cane, "bang", and hit the fat boy on the head!

The moment I hurriedly turned around when I heard the sound, I saw that its body was thrown into the air, and its mouth was full of snow foam.

At that moment, there was silence in my head, there was no sound, as if everything was blocked, and the whole person was numb.

How long did this last? A second? Or a minute? Or an hour?

I didn't know, let alone remember, until its body fell to the ground and there was a "bang" that I came back to my senses.

Looking at the fat boy lying in a pool of blood, my body stiffened in place, my mind was blank, I couldn't think, the first thing I felt was my chest, as if it was blocked by a stone, and even breathing hurt!

I panted desperately, trying to control my uncontrollable trembling body, but I couldn't help but shout!

"Fat boy!!"

I crawled over desperately, trying to pick it up, but I didn't dare to move, its whole body was lying in a pool of blood, there was no movement, I don't know if it was alive or dead.

"I said where the wild cat came from, it turned out to be yours." Seeing this, the painter sneered at the side: "Bring a cat to me, I really don't know if you should say that you are brave or stupid, you may look down on me too much!" ”

I didn't speak, just looked at the fat boy on the ground, my heart ached, I cautiously approached it, and said softly: "Don't be afraid... I'll take you back ... ”

There was no echo, there was a dead silence.

"This cat seems to be a spirit...", the painter said with a strange smile, "If the spirit dies... That's a real soul! Hahaha! Do you want me to give you another ride? ”

As he spoke, he walked forward, and my heart trembled when I heard the sound, and I hurriedly blocked it with my body, gritting my teeth and roaring: "Don't come here!" ”

He stopped, didn't speak, just looked at me coldly, and after a while, he suddenly laughed with a hideous expression: "Forget it, you're a waste anyway, alas, I've always heard how mysterious they say about the two of you, I thought it was so powerful, but it's just such a little ability, it's just that, it's really disappointing!" ”

"But it's a good work." He smiled strangely, didn't know what to draw in the air with a brush, and continued: "When I get rid of that ghost first, and then come to you, I want you to slowly watch everything around you feel like I'm pinching to death, hahaha!" ”

I gritted my teeth, my heart was beating violently, I couldn't say a word, Chen Qing was standing on the side, her eyes were cold, I didn't know what I was thinking, it was strange, she didn't attack, she didn't make any other moves, just stood like that, motionless.

After the painter finished speaking, he turned around and walked over to Chen Qing, with a smile on his face becoming more and more excited.

I was busy checking on the fat boy, but no matter how much I called, there was no response.

"I'm sorry," I carefully picked it up, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Don't worry, don't worry... It's almost done..."The painter kept approaching Chen Qing like a madman, the brush in his hand going back and forth in the air, not knowing what he was painting.

Chen Qing looked at him coming over, his face became more and more cold, his palm was raised and pushed, and soon a huge blood ball appeared in the air, flying towards him at an extremely fast speed!

The painter looked at the flying blood balls, stopped the movements in his hand, and smiled hideously: "Why do you have to fight to the death!" ”

Chen Qing's squeezing blood cells may be difficult to deal with Shura, and it seems unlikely that he wants to destroy the huge body.

But dealing with the artist and wrapping it in it is so easy!

The speed of the blood cell was very fast, and he came to the painter in the blink of an eye, and when he was about to devour it, suddenly the painter laughed strangely, and it seemed that he did not intend to dodge, but raised his cane "bell" and pressed it against the rushing blood ball!

The two collided, making a crisp sound like glass, and when I looked up again, the blood cells actually stopped!

"This..."I hugged the fat boy, looking at the blood ball that was easily blocked, and the whole person was stunned.

"This can't be..."The heart beat wildly, as if he had fallen into the abyss and wanted to escape, if the blood ball could not deal with a huge body like Shura, it would be understandable, but even so, Shura had to work hard to block the blood ball.

But the painter, he didn't seem to bother at all, just pointed with a light finger with his cane, and the blood ball was given in the air!

No matter how you think about it, it's incredible!

"In the end, he's strong... Or is the crutch in his hand strong..."I looked at the painter with a weird smile on his face, and my whole spine felt a chill.

From the beginning to the present, it is the first time to encounter an enemy that may even Chen Qing find tricky!