Hu Jian didn't have the heart to listen to the fan painting that Qi Bin did in front of him in the morning, although the morning of August was not so hot, but there was always a hint of heat in the air in the early morning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But now Hu Jian actually felt a little cool, and the sound of "hissing" kept coming from his ears.

The constant cold air coming from the back of his neck made Hu Jian shiver.

The whole body is not at all comfortable, as if someone is staring at him all the time.

"Die!"

Hu Jian, who was looking down and drawing, suddenly felt a wind in the back of his head, and hurriedly dodged and rolled on the ground with a lazy donkey without manners.

I only heard a click, and an easel smashed directly into Hu Jian's position.

Hu Jian's various painting materials were scattered all over the ground in an instant, and the drawing board was broken into two pieces.

Looking in the direction where the easel was smashed, it turned out the window, but at this time, the students in the classroom were all standing stiffly, holding various tools that could be used as weapons.

The target was Hu Jian, who ran towards the door in a panic.

Their eyes all had the scarlet that felt familiar to Hu Jian, but they couldn't remember anything.

Hu Jian can now determine that he is definitely in some illusion, but he can't get out of this illusion.

"Run, run! Get out of this land of right and wrong first! ”

Ignoring all the strange noises behind him, Hu Jian ran like the only open door in the studio.

Hu Jian, who has lost his professional strength, is an ordinary person without any ability.

At the moment when Hu Jian stepped out of the door with one foot, the surrounding scenery was instantly distorted, and Hu Jian only felt that there was endless darkness in front of him, and the smell of fish came from the door.

"It's!"

Hu Jian only felt that it was dark in front of him and fainted, but Xia Hao's hurried shouts sounded in his ears.

"Lao Hu! Lao Hu, wake up! ”

Only feeling that he was falling deeper and deeper, Hu Jian tried hard to open his eyes, and finally sighed when he saw the scenery in front of him.

Lao Tzu finally got out of that damn illusion!

However, it seems that the situation is not right now!

Hu Jian twisted his body in mid-air, and suddenly found out in embarrassment that he was really in the process of falling.

Trying to recall, Hu Jian suddenly remembered that he saw the scarlet eyes of the python Jiao on Zhang Mi's back, and then entered the strange state just now, although he didn't know how to get out of that illusion, but now the top priority was how to get out of the Shekou that was getting closer and closer under him.

The python's scarlet eyes were still staring at Hu Jian, and Hu Jian, who had experienced the scene just now, was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat.

Although it was controlled for a moment, hours passed in the illusion.

If this python becomes stronger in the future, will it die directly in his illusion?

Hu Jian's heart was horizontal, and in the process of falling, he quickly turned around, and pointed the tip of the gun at the python sitting on the ground.

Onlookers A:

"Do you remember a set of marksmanship that fell from the sky?"

Onlookers B:

"Could it be that it has been lost for a long time - such as a sharpshooter!"

Onlookers C:

"The gun, you're big, that's the palm of the gods, eat your melon!"

The tip of Hu Jian's gun seemed to lock on to the python, no matter how the python dodged, Hu Jian's shot would definitely cause a penetrating damage to the python.

"Hu Jian, don't you think about it!"

The cat also soared into the air, raising its spear high in its hand, trying to collide with Hu Jian.

Seeing the cat's posture, Hu Jian didn't dare to hold it up, and the Origin Holy Light in his body quickly converged behind him, and a pair of light wings appeared instantly.

The power of the Holy Light converged along Hu Jian's arm towards the barrel of the spear, and then slowly impregnated the tip of the spear.

"Ding!"

The cat's spear was directly picked apart by Hu Jian's powerful spear, and then hit to the side by the momentum driven by Hu Jian's fall.

"Hu Jian, you dare!"

Seeing Hu Jian's shot, the cat trembled with fear, and he ran again desperately to block the shot.

"Puff~"

The spear passed through the cat's left chest, and with residual strength it was pinned to the python.

"Boy, how daring!"

The cat stared at Hu Jian with hideous eyes, which made Hu Jian's heart suddenly a little hairy.