This barrage is actually nothing.

But Yan Ze is too dedicated.

When the barrage was frantically brushing, he also read the barrage seriously.

When those netizens went crazy and read out the barrage with obvious provocative meaning, his unique and clear voice, mixed with boyishness, was released from the mobile phone.

Thereupon.

The barrage changed from my sister to that.

[WOC's voice is really astringent, who understands me, is this my sister's assistant, the voice doesn't sound like much.] ]

[The point is that it seems to be very simple, just listening to the voice, I think this guy seems to be very handsome.] ]

[This kind of simple little brother, I take a bite of hehehehehe.] ]

Reading this, Yan Ze was very frightened, he raised his eyes to look at Que Zhou, and said in horror: "Que Zhou, these netizens want to eat people." ”

After speaking, I found that there was still a smile on the corner of Mi Ci's mouth, "You don't have to worry about this and not the other, and besides, it was very nice when you called my sister just now, why don't you continue to call?" ”

Pretty fingers grasp the barrel of the pen.

The pen is in the palm of her hand, as if she can draw mountains and rivers.

Obviously it is just a simple pen and ink, and in a few strokes, the mountains and rivers are shown in her pen.

Fortunately, the barrage brushed quickly, and the question about Yan Ze's voice quickly turned to Que Zhou's painting skills.

Yan Ze couldn't answer Que Zhou's question, maybe he was thinking about how to answer, he felt that he and Que Zhou were not related by blood, how could he be called sister and brother casually?

Before he could come up with a reason, Que Zhou had already begun to answer netizens' questions.

So Yan Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Someone questioned me before that I was looking for someone to paint, I posted a lot of paintings on my personal account, the style is different, I personally think the style should not be limited, I myself am learning oil painting, but I like ink painting and fine brush painting, and I also like to draw comics."

With that, she casually dragged another piece of white paper and put aside the freshly drawn drawing that had not yet dried.

Stained with ink again, with a few strokes, another teenager was drawn.

The boy frowned, holding a peachwood sword in his hand, and a large bug that was a little disgusting.

The barrage frantically brushed the word disgusting.

[Vomit.,What is this?,The big guy drew it very well.,Don't draw it again next time.] ]

[Do I think the big guy is very powerful?] This strange creature was actually painted as if it had been seen with one's own eyes, and the perspective of the human body was so powerful. ]

[The one two days ago was also broadcast live soon, but there was no such relaxed state of the big guy at all, so I came casually, compare it, and I immediately saw it.] ]

[All my attention is on the big guy's hands, the big guy's hands are really good-looking, thin and long bones! ] ]

Yan Ze saw this last barrage, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Que Zhou's hand.

It really looks good, he thought.

People in the secular world say that long fingers are suitable for playing the piano, but in fact, people with long fingers are more talented when drawing talismans and pinching tricks.

Que Zhou's live broadcast itself didn't plan to say anything.

The more you talk about it, the more others will feel that there is a lack of mystery.

Since Yao Hekun knows that packaging is not long, Que Zhou is not a fool, and he must also learn to package himself.

Like celebrities, if too much exposure is under the eyes of netizens, there will be more pickers.

The entire live broadcast lasted no more than twenty minutes.

Just as Que Zhou stretched out his hand to Yan Ze and was about to turn off the live broadcast, suddenly a huge explosion sounded in the forest behind Yan Ze.

The whole ground trembled a few times.

She quickly took her phone over and turned off the live broadcast.

At that moment, the demonic aura was pervasive, and a huge demonic aura enveloped the entire mountain, but when it came into contact with the top of the mountain, it was isolated by a spiritual aura.

It's just that the enchantment formed by this aura seems to have been around for some years.

"Xiao Yanze, has it been a long time since your master laid this enchantment?"

Yan Ze nodded, side by side with Mi Ci, staring vigilantly in the direction where the loud noise came, "It's been around for as long as I can remember, it's been twenty years, maybe even longer." ”

"This barrier needs to be repaired."

"But before Master could teach me how to mend the enchantment, I left, I-" Yan Ze's words gradually stuck in his throat.

He looked at Que Zhou pinching the trick, flipped his hands, and then a powerful Dao power was injected into this enchantment, and the enchantment was not only reinforced, but even vaguely expanded outward.

A figure appeared in the direction of the loud noise.

Que Zhou collected the Dao power, and Yan Ze beside him was already dumbfounded.

She pinched the young man's cheek, "My sister is very strong, just wait for me here obediently." ”

"But—"

"But what, don't you want to repay me, before repaying, obediently listen to me, which is also part of the repayment."

So Yan Ze immediately closed his mouth.

The figure gradually revealed, and it turned out to be an acquaintance.

To be precise, it is not an acquaintance.

It's the enemy.

The man's waist twisted, and his eyes were full of crazy greed, "I didn't expect you to be a good Taoist, look so good." ”

The person in front of him is the one who was packaged by Yao and Kun not long ago.

At that moment, Que Zhou instantly understood that the death of the original owner should be related to this soon, and this soon, it seems that he is also a flower demon, and it may also have something to do with Du Feng.

As soon as the idea was formed, Que Zhou's guess was immediately confirmed.

She wanted to get closer, but was blocked by the barrier that Que Zhou had just patched.

Soon his expression became a little impatient, "Que Zhou, if you still want to continue your painting career, it's best not to have anything to do with this little Taoist priest anymore." ”

"What? Afraid that Xiao Yanze will stab you and Du Feng's nest? Que Zhou scoffed.

The doting in that tone, Yan Ze was stunned.

He knew that Mi Ci was powerful, but Du Feng was a thousand-year-old demon.

As soon as Yan Ze was about to speak, Que Zhou raised his hand and said slightly: "It's okay, my sister is more powerful than ten Du Feng, do you believe it or not?" ”

"I believe it." Yan Ze nodded.

He really believed.

The dawn of hope passed through the mountains at this moment and fell on Que Zhou's body.

Soon when he heard this, he sneered, "The boss is already half an earth immortal, you are a little painter, but you are arrogant, but I like your paintings very much, and when the boss eats your eyes, Que Zhou, you can submit to me." ”

Que Zhou finally knew where her uncomfortable feeling came from.

The eyes that soon looked her up and down were very similar to the eyes of a lewd man looking at a woman.

She was uncomfortable.

If it's uncomfortable, there's no need to hold it.

So Que Zhou bent down and picked up a leaf and clamped it between his fingertips.

Then it pops up instantly.

Soon he raised his hand to block.

But the leaf, which looked like it was about to wither, instantly broke through her demonic aura and plunged into her flesh, and she gasped soon in pain.

The eyes were full of shock.