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"This young man named Zhuo Wen is very hidden... It seems that he was still underestimated before. ”

In the dark room, the lights are gloomy. I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Gang finally opened his eyes, and the originally solemn old face grinned a little, but this smile looked terrifying.

"He shares the same blood as me, which can undoubtedly make the plan go more smoothly, and it seems that the best person has to be him..."

"Master, the soul pill of the Soul Suppression Tower has been refined..."At this time, the wooden door creaked open, and a ray of light suddenly penetrated into the room, but it was the egret holding a small square box and walking in respectfully.

But I saw this small square box, but the small bowl was big, and it was obviously used to hold medicinal herbs and elixir.

There was nothing strange about this, except that it was surprising.

This is definitely not the egret's shaking hands, it is the unilateral tremor of the square box, and the amplitude is not weak, the turbulent situation is as if there is a violent demonic beast inside!

"Hmm. Nodding, Zhuo Gang didn't reply, and with a flick of his sleeves, he saw that the medicine box held in the white egret flew into his hand.

The old claw probed and pressed on the trembling box, Zhuo Gang changed and opened the lid of the box, and saw a pure black pill lying inside.

At the same time, the moment Danmaru smelled the air, a violent aura suddenly burst out from Dan and turned into a hideous wolf shadow.

If you look closely at this wolf shadow, it is not difficult to find that it has two heads, which are the bloodthirsty two-headed wolf that caused the beast tide last year!

The wolf shadow opened its bloody mouth, as if he hated Zhuo Gang to the bone, and bit Zhuo Gang viciously.

"Just a brute, dare to be presumptuous!" Zhuo Gang snorted coldly, and a wave of painting power shook out, and the egret on the threshold was affected first, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly had no combat power, so he could only lie on the ground, unable to get up!

"Senior sister!" Seeing this, the golden eagle not far behind him hurriedly helped the egret up, and at the same time began to release the aura of painting to resist this terror.

But under the deterrence of Zhuo Gang, even a powerful painter like Jin Diao is still a fragile and powerless existence, and the next moment he was suppressed to the point of kneeling on the ground and gritting his teeth in a cold sweat.

Looking at the emaciated and old back in front of him, at this moment, the egret's face was full of horror.

Originally, I thought that after I arrived at the form, the distance would get closer and closer to the master, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't resist the master's will, and even the powerful senior brother couldn't resist it.

Only after experiencing it firsthand, Bai Lu knew that the gap between them was so huge, and she had no doubt that if the master had murderous intentions against herself and others, I am afraid that his old man would not even need to use a pen, and he could crush himself to death by relying on Huiwei alone.

"Sure enough, he is a peerless painter who has reached the pinnacle of artistic conception, and he is only half a step away from entering the soul and becoming a king, and in the border of Mozhou, the master is worthy of being the first person..."The egret muttered in his heart, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried.

It was a great joy that his master was getting stronger and stronger, and his regime in Yancheng was undoubtedly more stable, but at the same time, his master was becoming more and more alienated from them.

Especially in the past few years, he has been almost indifferent to the three apprentices, and there is no emotion at all.

It would be fine if it was just indifference, but sometimes, when the master looked at the three of them, that kind of look didn't look like he was looking at people at all, but more like looking at prey... Even the food!

"Howl!" Under the shock of Zhuo Gang's heavy painting, the wolf shadow could only reluctantly disappear in the air, letting out a final wail.

And with the disappearance of the wolf shadow, Danmaru also stopped trembling, but it was still revealed from its body that it was a wisp of depressing and strange aura.

"Well done... You go down, in addition, the young man named Zhuo Wen is very important to the old man, you send someone down to protect him. ”

Closing the lid of the box, Zhuo Gang's tepid voice came, and the egret golden eagle hurriedly said that it was a retirement, and they didn't dare to stay longer for a moment in this depressing atmosphere.

"Senior sister, are you alright?" said the golden eagle as he walked on the road.

The egret shook his head, but his face was solemn, especially when he thought back to that moment just now, he felt that the master was becoming more and more mysterious in his heart.

"Senior brother, have you noticed that Master seems to be getting more and more wrong..."Bai Lu sighed: "I always feel that he is hiding a lot of things from us, including alchemy, and this year's competition arrangement, we don't know what the purpose is, we just act according to his orders..."

Jin Diao paused and comforted: "Don't think too much, what the master does, naturally there is his old man's own reasoning, we just need to faithfully carry out his orders." ”

"I hope I'm thinking too much. The egret smiled bitterly, to be honest, when she had just taken over the box containing the pill, even she couldn't help but feel a burst of creepy.

It's obviously a very light box, but it makes her feel as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it looks extremely weird.

It's no wonder it's so weird, after all, it's a soul pill smelted by the wolf souls of all the two-headed wolves during the beast tide...

It is inevitable that something condensed by hundreds of thousands of souls will have that abnormal sense of depression, but what does Master want to do with this kind of evil and yin thing?

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This night, Zhuo Wen tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep.

At this time, the competition has ended, the list has been listed, and the points of up to 1,800 points have made him firmly in the first place in this hunting operation, no matter how the rest of the people toss and fight each other, it will not affect his status.

Just wait for the organizers of the competition to announce the list tomorrow, and you can receive the coveted "inspiration" reward.

This should have been a happy moment, but Zhuo Wen had a solemn look at the moment.

Although there were stumbles and thrills during the race, he still felt that things were going too well.

This kind of smoothness does not mean that you are smooth, but that the game is smooth.

That's how you got this kind of peerless treasure? It's not that simple, is it?

Before, Zhuo Wen's concept of inspiration was still relatively vague, he only knew that it was precious, but he didn't know how precious it was, but now after he was free, he also did some relevant aspects to understand.

After understanding this, it dawned on him that his impression of inspiration was completely renewed.

Inspiration is a special product that can only be condensed by painters above the soul realm in a special artistic conception.

Inspiration inherits the thoughts of the original owner, and is the carrier of the essence of the body, with the magical ability to make people feel free to leave.

People who are trapped in a bottleneck can use it to find a way to break through, people who lack skills can also use it to cultivate painted flowers, and people with defective natal drawing spirits can also use it to improve the quality of painting spirits.

Inspiration is beneficial to the enhancement of any aspect of the artist, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a panacea, and it is no wonder that it will attract so many people from all over the world to covet and covet it.

Not to mention the copying realm, even for the resemblance and artistic conception, it is a rare treasure.

But it was precisely because it was a rare treasure that Zhuo Wen felt uneasy.

This Zhuo Gang is willing to use it as a reward for a small Doutu competition, this is inevitably too generous, right? What is his purpose?

If you get a reward, pat yourself on the ass and leave, what will the organizers of the competition say? Will they obediently let you go? No matter how you think about this, it feels a little wrong...

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's thinking was full of doubts, and he always felt that this game was probably far from being as simple as it seemed on the surface, but for a while, he couldn't figure out the key to this point.

Zhuo Wen was rubbing his eyebrows and muttering, suddenly his heart froze, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly took out a pen and paper and spread it on the table and began to paint.

When going out, Zhuo Wen has always been cautious, even when he is sleeping, he will send mosquitoes to keep vigil and patrol, and the direction of the task is expanded to within a radius of one mile, and he can sense any wind and grass and danger in advance.

Right now, the reason why he got up to paint was because he sensed the danger of possibility! Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.