Volume 1, Chapter 8 of the Otherworldly Demons, Pen Drawings

Hooking, turning, splitting, blending......

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At this time, inside the mansion of the night pleasure.

Ye Ge Huan watched Mu Weiliang hold a magician's brush, drawing a primary-level spirit rune called the Ice Arrow Talisman on a primary blank spirit rune paper, looking at her dancing pen tip, he couldn't help but think of the names of various painting skills that matched it.

When Mu Weiliang finished drawing the last stroke, suddenly this primary ice arrow spirit rune flashed, and the rune lines on it suddenly seemed to come to life, and then Mu Weiliang also breathed a sigh of relief, you must know that with this rune paper, she has already consumed dozens of such blank spirit runes.

And because her internal cultivation was sealed, she could only inlay magic crystals on the spirit rune brush, and this kind of foreign magic power was extremely difficult to control, so it was even more consuming, but she successfully drew the ice arrow in dozens of times, and I have to say that her talisman making skills are indeed very solid.

Ye Xunhuan took the drawn primary spirit rune and looked at it carefully, then stared at Yi Mu Weiliang with burning eyes and said, "I take the liberty of asking, the mysterious power in your body should be deliberately sealed." ”

Mu Weiliang smiled indifferently and said, "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with talisman making." ”

"Well, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with talisman making, so can you teach me how to draw talismans now, you know I don't know anything about talisman making, so it's better for you to hold my hand and teach me." Ye Xunhuan said seriously.

Mu Weiliang didn't hesitate too much after hearing Ye Xunhuan's words, and held her slender and boneless jade hand on the back of Ye Xunhuan's hand, which formed a sharp contrast with Ye Xunhuan's slightly dark skin.

But then there is a soft and slippery magical touch, the hands are touched, and the nose is full of a faint fragrance, this feeling is not ordinary cool.

When Mu Weiliang drove Ye Xunhuan's hand to move, she faintly expected Ye Xunhuan to take advantage of her further, so that perhaps the similar unfathomable feeling that this demon brought to her would collapse completely, and her heart lake could also be restored to calm, and she could embark on the journey of heart training again.

It's just destined to disappoint her, Ye Xunhuan didn't have any other irregular behavior, but after the beginning of the drawing, his expression became more focused than inattentive, and when he was focused, his facial features were as clear as a knife, with an indescribable temperament.

Suddenly, Mu Weiliang drove Ye Xunhuan to use too much force when drawing, and when he missed, he immediately scrapped this primary rune paper.

"Hey, can you please not get distracted while teaching me" Ye Xunhuan was very dissatisfied, he just found a trace of feeling and immediately disappeared.

Mu Weiliang's eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, as if she was thinking about why she was distracted, she raised her eyes to look at Ye Xunhuan's handsome face, but she couldn't find that kind of temperament anymore.

"You can practice alone, I think I need to rest. Then, without waiting for Ye Xunhuan to answer, he walked straight out of the room.

Ye Xunhuan didn't care much, just began to ponder the drawing of the spirit rune, in his opinion, the various line turns and priorities of drawing the spirit rune can be realized with some painting skills in his mind, just now he seemed to have caught something, but before he had time to reminisce, it came to an abrupt end because of Mu Weiliang's mistake.

I remember that in his previous life, he met a genius painter who said that when painting, you must first brew the idea of painting, engrave the things you want to paint in your mind, and when you feel it, you can do it in one go, and those painters who paint in several times paint the surface of the painting looks complete. But if you look closely, you can see the difference in level, and this is the gap in the meaning of painting, because people's inspiration is different every time.

Ye Xunhuan looked straight at the spirit rune array of the ice arrow spirit rune, and it was an hour at first glance.

Suddenly, he moved, holding the talisman brush and brushing on a blank primary spirit rune, looking like a cloud of water, without the slightest hindrance, and his expression seemed to be detached from everything, and his eyes were nothing but the brush in front of him.

When the light of Xuanli lit up, Ye Xunhuan woke up like a dream, and looking at the vivid talisman array in front of him, he was excited.

"Haha, Lao Tzu is a genius, a peerless genius. Ye Xunhuan couldn't help but laugh wildly, as if he saw a wave of golden coins rolling towards him.

For several days in a row, Ye Xunhuan was immersed in the drawing of spirit runes, until the blank rune paper of more than two hundred primary spirit runes that he had painstakingly scavenged was used up.

At this time, he was looking at the dozens of successfully made primary spirit runes in front of him and smirking, although these were all ice arrow spirit runes.

Although he successfully drew a sorcerer's spirit rune at the beginning, it was mostly a fluke, after all, the idea of painting is not something that can be brewed casually.

But in the end, he succeeded ten in succession, which was not lucky, but he found the trick to drawing, believing that in time, he could get rich just by selling spirit runes.

And the strange thing is that Mu Weiliang has been shrinking in the room like him for the past few days, and he doesn't know what he's doing

In fact, some people are inadvertent, Ye Xunhuan just thought of Mu Weiliang in his heart, and this woman came to him like a light smoke, her expression became more and more indifferent, but the confusion that occasionally flashed in the depths of her eyes always leaked out inadvertently.

"Well, what do you believe in, it seems that you have met a demon in your heart. Ye Xunhuan looked at Mu Weiliang for a while, and sighed with a sad face.

Mu Weiliang stared at Ye Xunhuan for a while and nodded, suddenly feeling that this demon was becoming more and more unfathomable, and his curiosity about him increased.

"Your demon is me. Ye Xunhuan asked.

Mu Weiliang nodded again, looking at Ye Xunhuan's eyes with a hint of expectation, she said, "Since you guessed, do you know the way to crack it?"

If someone knew that the fairy of the Ice Phoenix Pavilion had been affected by a demon clan and had a demon in their hearts, I am afraid that they would have lost the glasses of a large number of people, and if they knew that the fairy they admired actually asked this demon clan how to crack the demons, I am afraid that they would collectively jump off the cliff and commit suicide.

"There's a way to crack it, it's not that there's no way, you don't know the so-called broken and then established. Ye Xunhuan held his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

Mu Weiliang shook his head, broke and then stood up, what a philosophical sentence, it seems that this demon really has some ability.

"Since the object of your heart is me, it is because you have become curious about me, since it is useless for you to force yourself, it is better to open your mind to understand me, it is best to be able to fall in love with me, and when your heart is completely fallen, I think you can be phoenix nirvana and be reborn from the fire. Ye Xunhuan said with a straight face.

Now his dirty mind can no longer be described as a fox, although the fox is cunning, but not as shameless as him.

"Phoenix Nirvana, reborn from the fire, this is also broken and then established. Mu Weiliang's indifferent expression suddenly brightened, and she felt that she had found a new path.

Seeing Mu Weiliang's expression, Ye Xunhuan muttered in his heart: This woman doesn't really believe it, could it be that Lao Tzu's first step in dominating the world starts with her

At this moment, Eren suddenly ran over and said to Ye Xunhuan: "Less, that human sorceress suddenly fainted. ”

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