Originally, in Wang Jian's opinion, the ordinary picture of a woman's grooming has undergone a huge change, and the image of the woman on it seems to have spirituality, which is very attractive to people's eyes.

He was greatly surprised, looking left and right, he couldn't tell where the ghost body and yin qi on Nie Xiaoqian's body had gone, and whether it had just disappeared.

"Childe, don't look at it, there is an opportunity in the future, and the dryad is coming."

Nie Xiaoqian felt very powerless, obviously she was very afraid of the tree demon, so she didn't dare to waste Wang Jian's time.

I didn't think that people didn't care at all, and they actually looked at this painting, what was this going to do?

However, the feeling of entering the painting is quite strange, and it is very different from the previous ones, and I can't say where it is.

However, she also found that this kind of behavior requires some yin energy, although the consumption is not large, but if it is not replenished after a long time, it is likely to remain in the painting forever.

Of course, this is not possible. The yin qi in this world is everywhere, and if it is absorbed from the void, it can be easily maintained and consumed or even slowly enhanced. However, the absorption efficiency is not as good as the ghost body, and it is obviously partially hindered by painting.

In particular, the yang energy absorbed from Wang Jian's body just now was compatible with the yin qi, which made the ghost body even more solidified.

This also directly makes up for the loss of being whipped by the dryad before, otherwise it would take at least some time to recover completely on his own.

"Don't worry, I've never been afraid of her."

Wang Jian said, rolled up the scroll, and suddenly wanted to put the scroll into the storage space.

"System, if you put the scroll into the space, how many points do you need?"

After waiting for a few seconds, Mao didn't respond, he grinned. Several times I wanted to just put it in, but I didn't dare to mess around. After all, this is her own woman, and if something happens, she will lose a lot.

Of course, if you want to say that he has any feelings for Nie Xiaoqian after such a little time of contact, it is pure fart. It is said that love arises over time, but there must also be a word "long". He just had a five-minute exchange with Nie Xiaoqian, and the feelings of wool.

What he really cared about was her ghost body, which was different from Michaela's human body, which was very interesting.

You have to play with a new toy like this for a while.

Of course, after all, it's the dream lover of my youth, so I have to get along well for a while. What's more, there is already an exchange, and it is **, which is naturally different. Among them, there are also reasons for the "Plain Girl Sutra", which finally makes this set of magic skills effective, and naturally cannot be given up.

"You're ruthless!"

casually stuffed the scroll into a backpack, carried it on his back, and left the room with a spear.

More than ten meters away, Yan Chixia was frantically bombarding the trees in the sky, and the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand was also attacking wildly.

Wang Jian smiled, carrying a gun, and with one move, he fired a hundred blows and flew into the swallow.

The two-point gun intent is no longer reserved, and he contains an incomparably fierce momentum.

This momentum is extremely strong, and it poses a great threat to the spirits.

Not to mention that the dryad was taken aback, Yan Chixia was the same, and her movements paused.

As for Nie Xiaoqian in the picture scroll on the back, although she was blocked by the picture scroll, she still noticed it and was terrified.

Yikes!

The tip of the spear burrowed into a snake-like root, which exploded and splattered sap.

"Ahh Damn it! ”

The half-male and half-female roar of the dryad rang out, and the broken gong was so bad that it was deadly.

But the killing intent and hatred in it were gushing endlessly, like a tsunami.

"Old monster, with that Nie Xiaoqian to serve, labor and management are very satisfied, so I don't want to trouble you. I didn't expect you to want to disturb me enjoying the beauty, it's really self-defeating. ”

Wang Jian sneered, and a spear was used by him as fast as the wind, constantly interspersed around. Everywhere he went, all the roots and branches of the trees were shattered.

This is not only the shattering of the appearance, but also the gun's intent poured into the roots of the tree with the gun, drilling into the body of the dryad along the roots and branches.

Martial arts attacks are like this, true qi is a panacea attribute, so any attack has it.

For example, the function of energy drilling into the body and eroding is very obvious, and even some true qi is like maggots on the tarsal bones, forcibly wiping out the enemy's life.

Many martial artists often fail to progress when they reach a certain age, but their cultivation also rapidly decays and grows old, and even dies, which are all dark wounds left in their early years.

And these dark injuries are not only the damage left behind by the blow to the body, but also the fact that some alien true qi remains in the body and cannot be completely removed.

In this way, the vitality of the warrior is being consumed all the time.

Of course, it doesn't matter when you're as strong as an ox, but once you're old and your vitality is no longer so vigorous, it's time for these dark injuries to be demons.

Many martial artists die like this, and it is very miserable, otherwise it is impossible to accumulate true qi by age, even if you don't break through, it is not impossible to prolong your life.

That's how the dryad was attacked, and the gun's energy was accompanied by the gun's intent to rampage through the roots of the tree. It's also thanks to the body of the dryad, which can't hide like the human body, but where it passes, these roots and branches are shattered.

"Brother Wang, these female ghosts are also evil, so be careful when you come into contact."

Yan Chixia was constantly attacking with the Xuanyuan Sword, sometimes bombarding with thunder in her palm.

With Wang Jian's help, his pressure was greatly reduced, and the whole person's fighting spirit was also bursting.

Hearing Wang Jian's words at this moment, he couldn't help but preach.

"Yan Daxia, you don't understand, the body of a female ghost is very beautiful, we should cherish it. And Nie Xiaoqian was only forced to kill people by this old tree demon, so she had to be forgiven. Now stay by my side and promise not to hurt anyone again. ”

Yan Chixia was silent for a while before she said, "Having said that, no one knows what she thinks. They all talk nonsense, and the words of ghosts are not credible. ”

"Thank you Yan Daxia for your concern, but I believe that Xiaoqian is sincere to me."

This can only deceive others, how can it be sincere, now it is nothing more than Nie Xiaoqian's gambling choice.

He himself knows it very well, but he can't say this to outsiders, he can only be hypocritical.

Nie Xiaoqian in the picture scroll was a little moved when she heard it, this is the result he wants.

"Sure enough, it's that slut, but that slut has long been promised by me to be a concubine to the old demon of Montenegro. There's no way for you, and the old demon of Montenegro won't let you go. ”

A humanoid figure that appeared in the distance sneered, his fingers whistled, and a large number of tree roots swept towards Wang Jian and the two again.

"You can save it, it's been a thousand years and it's still so wasteful, it's really a waste."

"Stinky boy looking for death!"

Wang Jian disdainfully despised it: "Cut, labor and management are here, you come to cut me!" ”

Just kidding, no matter how inferior he Wang Jian is, he can be regarded as the number one person in the heavens.

I've eaten monsters, cut bosses, bullied male protagonists, and robbed several heroines, and I'm afraid of a thousand-year-old monster.