Qiuqiu couldn't help but stare at his exposed parts.

Shi'er's figure is definitely not to say!

Wearing clothes, it is a fairy wind bone with long sleeves fluttering, but it is also very good to take off your clothes. It belongs to the type that looks thin and undressed.

Qiuqiu has the feeling that a beggar has suddenly crashed into the rich man's house, and it is very tempting to see everywhere in the eyes full of colors.

Ah, wait!

Things are good, but good things have owners!

was glanced at, Qiuqiu hurriedly withdrew the thief's eye.

Shi'er is as calm and calm as usual, but wearing such a dress, it is not the time for him to wrap it tightly and not show any of it, and if he puts on such a face, he can't see the majesty and nobility of any peak master.

Shi'er really wanted to ask her, what kind of clothes is this? Where had she seen such a garment?

How did she put this garment on him?

The two were relatively speechless, silently facing each other for a while, and Qiuqiu tried to divert the topic: "Ink Frost is quite good so that the things drawn can be real." ”

Shi'er's attention was successfully diverted by her.

He looked at the pen in his hand and drew on the paper in front of him.

Of course, his painting skills are much stronger than Qiuqiu's half-bottle of water, and with a few casual strokes of the pen, a bush of ink-colored bluegrass jumps onto the paper.

Qiuqiu peeked at him while looking at the painting.

This is her man, he is really versatile, there is nothing he can't, nothing can stump him.

After the orchid grass was painted, there were sporadic huā blooms between the lush orchid leaves.

Qiuqiu blinked, and the bluegrass did not change. She rubbed her eyes again, and the bluegrass was still on the paper.

It's strange why it doesn't come true to draw things.

Qiuqiu took the pen and drew a huā like a child. The peony is too complicated, and what she painted is a big horn huā. Draw huā here, and the horn huā becomes a real huā after it is useless for a second.

Qiuqiu didn't dare to look at Shi'er's face a little.

What is this called?

To talk about the ability. She's far worse than Shi'er. When it comes to knowledge, the two are not comparable at all. If you want to say that she is really old, although she hasn't asked, it should be ten times her age, which is more than enough.

But what she draws can come true. Shi'er still paints.

It's too a slap in the face.

Qiuqiu smiled sincerely and handed the pen to Shi'er: "Try again." ”

"No, you don't." Shi'er didn't pay attention to it at all. indifferently rejected her: "No matter how much you paint, there will be no change." ”

"Why is that?"

"Because it's your world."

Qiuqiu blinked.

So the problem is not with Ink Cream and with him, but because of the environment.

This is her home field, and he can't play it.

As he said, if this is a dream, then this is also her dream, and everything here is constructed by her.

But what did she do with such a dream?

Qiuqiu held the ink frost and pondered for a long time, but if she couldn't figure it out, she simply didn't ponder.

She couldn't figure out such a profound philosophical question. So I still don't toss my poor brain capacity.

Shi'er's dress is so cool and eye-catching!

Why was she only thinking about drawing him a bathrobe and not a bikini or something?

If she drew a halter or something like that now, would he change it?

If you think about it with your toes, you know that if he wants to be willing, there will be ghosts.

Even if the two of them are so close. But big men always have a good face, and some of the requirements are that the head can be broken and the blood can be shed, but they are resolutely unable to agree.

Qiuqiu at the feet: There are a lot of small circles drawn on the side, one by one.

Shi'er asked her, "What are you painting here?" ”

Qiuqiu tilted her head and looked: "Nine Links." ”

But when Shi'er said this, Qiuqiu figured it out.

If you come, you will be safe, you don't have to think too much, you have to play first.

She quickly drew a rocking chair. Solve the problem of sitting first.

The two of them sat in the double rocking chair she had drawn, a little squeezed their legs next to each other, shoulder to shoulder, if they wanted to sit loosely, then they could only move somewhere to change to Shi'er's lap.

Qiuqiu was a little embarrassed and said, "The painting is small." ”

Inner voiceover: It seems that the painting is still a little too wide

Shi'er said unconcernedly: "It doesn't matter. ”

I knew it was time to draw smaller.

Qiuqiu has some regrets.

Under the moon before ā, the moon is not easy to get, huā must have it.

So Qiuqiu picked up the pen and drew a bunch of huā next to the two, limited to the pen power, the painting was not very neat, but the artistic conception was there.

She even drew a few very abstract wavy lines.

Shi'er already knew her very well, and the wavy lines turned into flowing streams, rushing past the feet of the two of them.

There is water and huā, and the two sit together sweetly, although the bird is silent and not fragrant, but this small flaw can be ignored.

Qiuqiu secretly sweetened in her heart for a long time, and only then did she think of an important question.

"Hey, this is my dream, so that means that our bodies are still outside?"

"At the lake."

Qiuqiu pondered for a while, if someone outside wanted to find them, it would be a bad dish, if there was a real emergency, it would be really blind, and there would be no one to find at all. Who would have thought that they walked into a painting, and then the body stayed in the painting, and the consciousness ran to the dream again, this is a big drawer with a small drawer, and a small wooden box is placed in the small drawer, so that the gods are afraid that they will not be able to find them.

"Well, then we have to get out early. Otherwise, what if something comes to you outside? ”

"yes." Shi'er is still unhurried, and there is no nervousness at all.

But how do you get out?

I tried it when Qiuqiu came in just now, but the problem is that no matter where you go, there is no way out.

This broken place is a true portrayal of the fact that there is no way to enter the heavens and no doors!

Qiuqiu stood up and walked around Shi'er, really unable to find a way, so she could only turn her eyes for help back to the only one in the world who could breathe.

"You can help me figure it out, what if something goes wrong?"

Unhurriedly, Shi'er picked up her thin revealing yukata again, twisted it lightly and let go of her hand.

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this

Qiuqiu blinked, and the small light bulb in her head lit up with a "biu".

Understand!

Qiuqiu didn't say a word. Squatted down and moved the pen like flying, and immediately drew a high-necked hooded leather coat!

This garment is super easy to draw, and it becomes real. Qiuqiu immediately held the clothes in both hands and gave them to Shi'er.

Shi'er draped the big coat and tied it up, and all the spring light was completely impermeable. Only then did he raise his noble hand and give a hint: "This is your sea of knowledge, whether you want to go out or not, only in your thoughts." ”

Qiuqiu nodded immediately, and waited for the following.

No more follow-up?

Co-authoring such a big piece in exchange for such a reminder that is not a prompt? In a thought? It's easy to say, if she really knows how to go out, she still needs to do it so quickly.

Qiuqiu silently recited in her heart, "I want to go out, I want to go out, let me out, let me out" when she opened her eyes, and she still saw which white

Shi'er sat there and didn't move. Not nervous at all.

There is nothing to do in a hurry with Qiuqiu, she is an idler, and she is not afraid of mistaking him when she is in a hurry to go out.

This really makes the emperor not anxious and the eunuch anxious.

I knew that I would cut a few cuts for him on that big wall, and it would be unpleasant to see how calm and relaxed he was now.

Qiuqiu sat next to the huā bush.

In a thought?

Yes. It is said that the thoughts that flash through people's minds are like the number of dust inhaled in a smog city, but it is difficult to say which one can be caught and focused on.

Who knows where that thought is hidden?

If you can't find them for a day, you'll be stuck here for a day?

If you can't find them for a year, will you be stuck here for a year?

Without the Nine Peaks of the Peak Master, there won't be any big mess, right?

Qiuqiu didn't think at this time that the time inside was the same as the outside.

In a hurry, I want to get so much.

I really can't think of it, she still has to find a way from Shi'er: "Do you say this is my knowledge of the sea?" ”

"yes."

Qiuqiu wondered: "Didn't you say that the world is as big as the heart is?" Then how is my sea of knowledge a blank piece of paper? ”

On the good side, this might indicate that she is pure in heart?

Think on the bad side. Are you saying she's boring and idiotic?

Shi'er is still spread out with both hands, not moving like a mountain.

This person's problem is really bad, he will silence you at every turn, and people will have nowhere to bite if they want to.

Qiuqiu held her cheeks and tilted her head.

You can't get out anywhere, and this paper world seems to be boundless. They seem so small here.

In fact, Shi'er's words should be right.

The double cultivation is good. How did her consciousness suddenly run into this world? Shi'er was only forced in by her YY spirit later.

The problem must still be with her.

Qiuqiu looked at the ink cream in his hand.

She felt that the ink cream was the key.

I heard that this was left to her by her predecessors in the past.

A senior who has already attained enlightenment and ascension will never leave her usual pen for no reason.

And it is said that Shang Zhen's predecessors did not know kung fu, and her final enlightenment was also because she realized the Tao from the painting.

She couldn't have used this pen at the time, right?

The seemingly ordinary ink cream was suddenly covered with a golden halo called "artifact".

What she was able to draw just now came true, and the ink cream contributed a lot.

But it's not easy to paint a child on the street that throws her off the painting.

The problem goes back to square one.

The key is still in her.

Because it is her territory, she paints spiritually, and Shi'er does not draw spiritually.

It's obviously her territory, but she doesn't know how to control it.

If only there was a fire, maybe this paper world would be burned out in a fire.

- Wait, if they really burn, they won't be burned too, right?

There's a word for it, it's set on fire.

Qiuqiu hesitated, do you want to draw a flame and try it?

She tried to draw a flame, very small, and kept an eye on it, extinguishing it as soon as she noticed something wrong.

Sure enough, the flames burned.

However, the fire burned out of thin air, and had nothing to do with the paper underneath. Not only did it not burn out of the hole, but there was not even a single burn mark.

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