At this moment, even if Dahan has an absolute advantage, even if he knows that as long as he can win for ten seconds, it will be his own, but the premise is that these ten seconds have not yet arrived!

Long Aotian's painting talent is not high, only four feet of light, it's not that Zhuo Wen doesn't want to strengthen, but he has already exhausted his painting, if he can't take the life of the big man in these ten seconds, he probably has to launch the "drink to quench his thirst", although the side effects are great, but it is better than death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoBut in this case, four feet of light is enough.

A painter without the protection of the painting spirit is a light pole commander who does not have any self-protection ability, although the physical condition of the painter is much better than that of mortals, but after all, he is not a martial artist, even if the Han level is as high as the seventh level of copying, he still can't parry the attack of the four-foot light painting spirit. Not to mention that the big man is still distracted by the current situation, he really wants to escape, but he can't escape, he has been dragged to death!

At this time, even if he still has a lot of painting talents, it will not help.

"No, I have something to say, stop! I surrender!" The big man was pale, but unfortunately, Zhuo Wen didn't listen to him at all, surrendered? What kind of international joke, if the roles are reversed, will you let me surrender?

"Become the bait of my family's Aotian!" Zhuo Wen raised the corners of his mouth, his face was gloomy and smiled, Long Aotian and him had a heart, taking advantage of this excellent opportunity, he flew towards the big man and pinned it behind his back, although the process of flying consumed six or seven seconds, but three or two seconds were enough for Long Aotian to show his ability!

"No, stop!" Dahan roared in despair, but unfortunately, Long Aotian had already started to eat, and the sharp mouthparts pierced into Dahan's neck mercilessly, and the breath of life of Dahan was constantly absorbed, but after a while, the originally burly and strong Dahan turned into a tall and thin man who seemed to be malnourished.

The strong cry struck, and the big man couldn't care about the frog's life or death, so he hurriedly fell backwards, wanting to smash Long Aotian to death, but Long Aotian accepted it when he saw it and quickly evacuated.

The distraction of the big man made the big frog finally become the ghost of the sword of the wind sword, and slashed over with more than a dozen knives, as if to vent his anger, and smashed the big frog to pieces.

Rubbing the double swords, the wind sword hero flapped his wings and flew towards the big man, swept out with a knife, and reflected the sparkling cold light against the background of the moonlight, and finally took off the head of the big man under a miserable scream.

"Whew!" As if he had been released, Zhuo Wen's whole body collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, this battle was really tiring, and he almost didn't kill himself, but fortunately, he finally won.

However, Zhuo Wen was still negligent, he couldn't have imagined that the big man would throw a blank picture scroll at him before he was temporary!

When Zhuo Wenzheng was depressed, he suddenly remembered that Dahan had a hideous smile before he died, and he came back to his senses, and suddenly found that the blank paper was actually burning his face!

"Damn, it's 'copy paper'!" secretly screamed in his heart, Zhuo Wen hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his appearance, he was really negligent, he didn't expect this guy to have such a means!

The so-called copy paper,It's a special kind of paper,When activated,You can copy the specified things in the content,If the paper crane is a literal communication,Then the copy paper is "picture sending",Think about it with your toes to know that the big man is informing his companions,This is to expose yourself to pull the back of the pad!

It's a pity, in a hurry, Zhuo Wen only covered half of his face, or half of his face was burned on the white paper, Zhuo Wen originally wanted to ask the Wind Sword Hao to smash this white paper, however, this white paper seems to have spirituality, the burning process is fast and quick, after the burning is completed, he flew out of the sky directly, and floated towards a certain place, when Zhuo Wen noticed that the place where the white paper flew was only five hundred meters away from him, he suddenly felt a chill, damn, people are nearby!?

I didn't expect that I would provoke so many bad things when I finally came out, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but secretly call unlucky, there are so many troubles outside, and I can't hide from it.

After thinking about it, Zhuo Wen didn't have time to clean up the corpse and the scene, so he ran away, but at this time, Long Aotian sent himself a request, he hoped to completely absorb the essence blood of these two dead men.

"Okay, I'll go first, and after you finish sucking, go straight back to my inner world. Long Aotian's request, Zhuo Wen did not refuse, let it go, and ran away first.

Still not in a hurry, perhaps Long Aotian's speed was not fast, under the moonlight, it finally revealed its hideous and cruel nature, its mouthparts were six points, like an octopus claw, a black and sharp tongue covered with saliva danced in the air, it looked extremely terrifying under the gloomy moonlight, in its eyes, the two big men who died seemed to be not people at all, but food!

......

And not long after Zhuo Wen just left, three people suddenly came to the place where he was standing, looking at the deceased, one of the tall thin men arched his hand to a young man dressed in green clothes and said: "Young master, these two people died strangely, do you want to notify them and arrest the murderer?"

In fact, Zhuo Wen's battle fluctuations just now had already alarmed these people, but what they didn't expect was that the battle would end so quickly!

“... I don't care if this guy dies or not, what I care about is the murderer's killing methods..."Opening the copy paper in his hand, looking at the side face with a slight hint of panic in the content, Mu Shaohua smiled, and looked interested: "The blood all over the body has been sucked dry, what kind of means does this murderer use, it is so cruel and weird?

"And the person who killed me casually, why do you have to give me an explanation?" glanced at the two big men who died very badly, but Mu Shaohua raised his pen with a wave, and suddenly ink flew out and splashed on the two big men, and then, I saw the two big men spontaneously combusting.

"He didn't run far, made a few copies of this copy paper, sent a paper crane to pass the book, and mobilized a team of 100 people to search the whole city!" Mu Shaohua commanded, Gu Zi turned around and left, the two entourages responded one after another, turned around to see the two dead big men, and found that they had turned into ashes at the moment...

"'Crushing bones and raising ashes', the young master's flower-painting skills are really domineering. One of the entourages smacked his tongue and sighed for a while, this is really a real frustration.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's hurry up!"

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In order to avoid those who chased him all night, Zhuo Wen also put a lot of effort into it, if it wasn't for the fact that he had a flash of inspiration at that time, hid in a brothel, and disguised himself as a ** maid, and concealed those people, I am afraid that I would not have a chance to come out to see the sun, after all, I am exhausted in painting, but I don't have much ability to fight the map.

"Little young girl, thank you for rescuing me last night, if you have the opportunity, you will definitely be rewarded. At this time, it was also the time of dawn, Zhuo Wen naturally planned to say goodbye, in fact, the reason why he was safe and sound last night was all thanks to the rescue of a **, that is, the little young man in front of him who was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old and a little beautiful.

"Yo, is the little boy really leaving? I can't play with the slave family, it's a big deal that I don't want your money. Xiaoqing teased, with a **-style signature smile.

Zhuo Wen smiled embarrassedly, he could see that what Xiaoqing said was really true, if he took off his pants, this girl would definitely be happy to cock her ass and wait for the pop, but Zhuo Wen didn't dare to do things casually, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Uh... I'm sorry, I already have a girlfriend, and this kind of thing still can't be done casually. ”

"Yo, it's still a little infatuation seed, it's just that, you also gave me a lot of money, and the slave family also looks at the money to do things. Xiaoqing smiled, but was a little disappointed, after all, Zhuo Wen is a rare handsome boy, and he likes it a lot.

"Farewell. Zhuo Wen slipped away as if fleeing.

For the sake of safety, when Zhuo Wen went out, he was still dressed as a maid, and he planned to return to the inn to meet Liang Si first.

Looking at the gazes of some passers-by around him, especially the different eyes of a few idiots, Zhuo Wen wanted to die, this was simply worse than being fucked by a woman, he found that he seemed to think a little simpler, even outsiders looked at him like this, Liang Si must be even more unbearable, right? I guess I might think I was a pervert.

"Hey... I think I'm a dignified seven-foot man, and I've fallen to this point!"

"Forget it, those people are no longer nearby anyway, I think I'd better find a place to change my outfit first, don't let Xiao Si think I'm a women's pervert. Zhuo Wen muttered, however, fate always seems to like to joke with people, just when Zhuo Wen wanted to find a place near the inn to change his clothes, he bumped into a figure.

With red lips and white teeth, a cold face, looking at the familiar pretty face of the person in front of her, especially when she saw her eyebrows frowning and her eyes gradually changing, Zhuo Wen suddenly felt like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, sweating like rain, and her soul was about to go out of her body?...

(To be continued.) )