Whether it's other paintings or paper, you can use whatever you want! This is the only thing that doesn't work! Jiuya's attitude was resolute, for fear that Shiyi would not be able to hear what she meant, and she raised her voice.

"This painting is an antique, and the master who used it to paint will recover quickly." Shiyi only thought that Jiuya was a stingy ghost, and he untied the rope of the bolt painting.

"If you can't open it, you can't open it! You can't even hold it! Jiuya snatched it directly, she would never allow this painting to be opened.

While the two were pulling, Soul Sheng suddenly opened the door of the floating dust room and threw out a hammer; The two of them were startled, and they both let go.

"If you want to fight, if you want to rob, get out! I'll give you the tools to go out and fight, and it's better to lose both and die! Save me and take over the hotel directly. ”

"Soul Sheng, are you my cousin? How can you help an outsider! Jiuya didn't pay attention to the scroll under her feet, she only felt as if she had stepped on something, and instinctively kicked it.

"Just a blank piece of paper, look at your treasure, what kind of priceless famous painting do I think it is." Shiyi squatted down and picked up the painting, Jiuya also looked down, and stepped on the end of the painting shaft, and the kick just now directly kicked the painting away.

"Soul Sheng!" On the left, he held his guitar as a cane, his face was pale as a dead man, and he opened the door of the room to call for the soul sheng.

"Lift your feet, borrow them from me." Shiyi took away the painting and covered it directly on the pool of ink that the painter had scattered.

The ink that has not been covered is like a spirit, and it condenses on the drawing paper by itself.

Shiyi saw that there was no ink around, so he lifted the drawing paper, and the painting master appeared on the painting paper, as well as an unknown object wrapped in bandages with the same height as the painting master, and thought it was the painting master making a mummy without a head.

"What's going on?" Shiyi looked at the painting with a puzzled face, why is there one more, this is painted by the painter himself?

"Give me the painting......" Zuo was helped by Soul Sheng to come and grab the painting with Shiyi.

"I'll let the painter out first." Shiyi holds the painting in one hand, holds the railing of the staircase with the other, and kicks the back of the painting with his foot.

The left threw the guitar directly, and the painter came out of the painting and fell next to the guitar.

"Give me the painting." Zuo helped Soul Sheng and leaned over to Shiyi, and directly grabbed the painting.

"Whose painting is this?" Shiyi didn't know whether to give Zuo Ze or not, and looked at Jiuya for help.

"Don't look at me, I don't know, this painting was forced to me by the Mo family." Jiuya didn't want to paint, so she quickly cleared up the relationship.

"Here you go, take it." Shiyi threw the painting to Soul Sheng, dragged the painter downstairs, and discussed the matter of Gu Shi and Gu Nao.

"O traitor, sacrifice your blood to raise my son." On the left, he took the painting and put it on top of the guitar, and motioned for Soul Sheng to carry the guitar and the painting to the sofa.

"Well, what are you going to do? It's not appropriate to ask for my blood for no reason. Jiuya realized that she seemed to be about to be sacrificed, and hurriedly ran downstairs, but was blocked by Shiyi again.

"What are you going to do with the painting master, just send these two foxes away, Boss Jiang, you run there, how can you send them back if you don't open the door."

"I'm going to run for my life now, get out of the way."

"Run for your life, send the fox away first, I don't want to fight anymore." Shiyi pushed Jiuya upstairs.

"I also heard that this hotel has a door that leads to the demon world, if you want to open it, forget it." The painter saw that Jiuya seemed to have something unspeakable, and pulled Shiyi to prevent him from being so reckless.

"There is such a legend, I let it out, in order to let the people of the demon police team help me seal the hotel, but unfortunately Jiang Guanxing is too powerful and suppressed them." On the left, he is leaning on the sofa, next to him is the guitar lying flat on the sofa, and the painting is still covered with it.

Soul Sheng took the bottle containing Jiuya's blood, dripping it into the back of the painting drop by drop, and on the left, he took out a small bottle from his arms, which was still glowing.

"Pick up billions! Pick up billions! Everyone was blinded and didn't know what Zuo Ze was going to do, but he didn't change it at this time and was still yelling downstairs.

"Little Ancestor, what's wrong with you?" He looked downstairs and said, "Oh my God! Why are there so many vixens! ”

"They are from the Gray Fox Clan, I'll negotiate with them, you stay to help Jiuya, those two on the sofa don't look like good people." The painter hurriedly ran downstairs to negotiate with the leading gray fox and explain the situation.

Shiyi directly pulled Jiuya behind him, "It doesn't matter if they are good people or not, with me protecting you, it will definitely be fine." ”

"Don't talk big, young man, I sealed half of my strength and all my hatred for this painting, and what I was waiting for was Jiuya to open it with her own hands! It is only fitting to use the blood of Jiuya to pay tribute to the heroic spirits of my Chiyou lineage. ”

"Why do you say it, don't mention the painting, otherwise something happens to her, and the culprit will be me." Shiyi didn't expect that there were so many things in a painting, and the painter had been scattered countless times, all of which were resurrected nearby, so there were so many things.

"Don't be afraid with me, no matter what you are, I promised Aunt Jiang to protect Jiuya." A hand suddenly put on Jiuya's shoulder, and Gounod's voice was heard.

"Gounod? You're not...... Yes! You say such sensational words, can you put on some clothes first? Jiuya just wanted to ask Guno if he was still unconscious, but suddenly turned his head and found Guno standing naked behind him at the moment.

"Ahem, as soon as he woke up, he ran up, and I drew a picture for him." The painter also followed upstairs, and with a stroke of his pen, he drew a robe for Gounod.

"What if you don't change it?" Shiyi asked the painter in a low voice.

"Don't worry about that vixen, follow me to the demon world to see my father by the way."

"You three stay and help me stop him, I ran first, he can't catch me, there won't be so many things." Jiuya was about to run and was caught by Gounod.

"Run what run, this is your home! Frontal Gang, afraid of him! He and Soul Sheng are only two people, and we have an advantage in numbers. ”

"Huh? Why are you so crazy all of a sudden? Jiuya was shocked by Gounod's sudden change of attitude.

"Pang Yile is a drug trafficker, they even have a dark surveillance on this street, and if you go out now, you will be a hostage."

"Walter? You let the drug dealers make a sieve, why didn't you tell King Han? ”

"I want to say, I was so tired at the time, I just saw and told me the address."

"I ...... If they take nothing with them, what is the difference between going and dying? Jiuya angrily punched Gounod.

"Didn't you want to get rid of King Han for a long time? Is he going to die or a martyr? ”

"I ...... I just found out that you ......" Jiu Ya was speechless.

Soul Sheng poured out the blood in the bottle, and on the left, he opened the vial and sprinkled the shiny transparent object in the bottle on the back of the painting.

"Heh, I've finally waited for this day, I've endured humiliation for so long, and everything finally has a chance to end!" Zuo smiled weirdly and shook the scroll vigorously.

Shiyi flew out, slammed into the window, and fell to the ground.

"Painter?" Shiyi directly fell and vomited blood, and looked at the painter in surprise and couldn't believe that he was beaten by the painter.

Even Zuo Ze himself was stunned, he didn't expect that the painter would suddenly make a move, "What are you?" ”

"I used to be a painting, and I used to be a person, saying that I was painting and I had no real body, saying that I was a human being, that I had no physical body, and that as long as there was paper, I would never die." The painter looked at his hands and said his identity slowly.

"You must know Changyue!" Jiuya listened to the description of the painter, and immediately understood that he was a poor person who lost a bet with Changyue.