The person in the painting looked at the billowing black smoke, and suddenly felt bad, if he allowed the black smoke to invade, Zhuang Xinyan was afraid that he would be poisoned to death.

At this moment, he fantasized about such a picture. The black smoke solidified and no longer flowed, and the absurd bell lay on the ground, as if asleep, and the hedgehog lock did not move, no longer shrinking.

Wan Le's waving arms stopped in mid-air, and his body made a backward jump shot, and his legs were forcibly raised, as if he was fixed in mid-air.

And his body is only a few meters away from the pond, and with a little force, he may fall into it.

As soon as the thunderous fury flew to the shield of the gods, it hovered there, as if imprisoned. The shield stopped trembling, the rows of ancient trees stopped growing, and the flames stopped spitting tongues of fire. Yuan Fangzhi's outstretched arm was frozen there, and his open mouth seemed to be shouting something. Similarly, his body lunged forward, and his legs were stopped in mid-air.

The action of the Blood Drinking Knife and the Soul Drinking Knife slashing abruptly stopped, and stopped beside the Shen Xuan Shield. The bodies of the six Heartless Corpses jumped backwards and stopped in mid-air, their straight legs entwined together and solidified into a sculpture.

Suddenly, they all stood still, as if a figure painting had been frozen in school.

Who has such an amazing ability?

He must not be an ordinary person, he is the person in the painting.

The person in the painting waved his hand lightly, and the black smoke in front of him was cleared, and the black smoke rushed out of the absurd clock. He floated to the ridiculous bell, hugged the ridiculous bell that only a few strong men could lift, and easily lifted it, and smashed the top against the ground, and after a few hits, it let out a wail, swelled, and contracted violently, bounced Zhuang Xinyan out.

He kicked Zhuang Xinyan forty times in a row like a shuttlecock, and the hedgehog lock was shaken to the ground, and he had no choice but to automatically untie the restraints and stop at his feet like a snake.

Zhuang Xinyan fainted on the ground, let out a heart-wrenching scream, his face was bruised, his mouth was foaming, his limbs were curled up, his body was huddled, and his consciousness was weak, it seemed that his body had reached its limit, and the actions of the person in the painting became the last straw that crushed him, and it may have been an epileptic seizure.

The person in the painting glanced around, thinking that he could cast a spell, he squinted his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and those magic weapons, including Yuan Fangzhi's fish and shell sacs, all flew over.

He gathered them together, lightly injected mana, the original mana imprint was expelled, he pointed with his hand, and various boxes flew out of the fish and shell sac, and those magic weapons flew into it, and were ingested into the fish and shell bag, and even the fish and shell bag that Yuan Fangzhi carried with him changed its owner without accident.

And the two fish and shellfish sacs also flew into Zhuang Xinyan's arms under his remote control.

The spring night is quietly coming, tonight is very clear, the stars are twinkling, and the cool breeze does not move the still picture generated by the two elementary schools of Minyi.

The person in the painting squints slightly, looking up at the stars, as if waiting for something.

"The Qiangua has been completed, the Kun hexagram has been completed......" The person in the painting kept stroking his beard and laughing, as if muttering to himself.

But seeing that the sky has become extremely dreamy, like a chessboard, the stars are constantly shifting their positions, as if there is an inexplicable force playing chess with the handicap.

In the flickering flash, the Qiangua and Kun hexagram moved to the front of the eyes, floating in Qingyang City like fireworks.

After a while, many hexagrams, such as tun, meng, need, lawsuit, teacher, bi, small animal, shoe, tai, no, and homo, are all composed of stars.

The person in the painting looked at the starry chessboard floating in the sky above Qingyang City, looked at the many stars, and couldn't help laughing, about to succeed.

He suddenly trembled and jumped a few times, as if he was a little uncontrollable. They glow with indifference, as if they are looking at the world with cold eyes.

"Naughty ghost!" The Sanwei monk who was far away in the prairie snorted coldly, stroked his beard and cursed, and sang: "Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars......"

At this time, the sika deer actually laughed out of the pig cry, and the stars who formed the negation heard this song, laughed and bent over, and suddenly trembled, and returned to its proper position.

This star-studded chessboard, like pearls hanging high in the sky, formed a great shifting array. Suddenly, the sparkling light of the gem was released, enveloping Zhuang Xinyan and the person in the painting.

The sky is like a chessboard, and when the stars move, the portrait and Zhuang Xinyan all flew up and fell onto the chessboard, like the roar of an airplane taking off suddenly sounded, and a stream of waves cut through the sky, and the chessboard disappeared.

When the Xingluo chessboard disappeared, the Sanwei monk in the prairie patted the fat head of the sika deer and scolded: "You fat deer took advantage of my unpreparedness and stole Luo Shengdan, how can you be virtuous with a pig!"

After about three hours, everything was back to normal. Wan Le waved his arms, and his whole center of gravity suddenly fell into the pond in a dog-gnawing posture, sinking deeper and deeper, almost unable to extricate himself.

And Yuan Fangzhi also stumbled and flew, and collided with the monster that couldn't find the center of gravity continuously, and came to an intimate huddle for warmth, which was very gratifying.

............

After a pillar of incense, Yuan Fangzhi pulled out his legs, limped to the edge of the pond, and watched the monster who was also struggling to walk over.

The six heartless corpses salvaged Wan Le like monkeys fishing for the moon, looked at the muddy owner, and threw it on the ground as if he was a little disgusted.

Although Yuan Fangzhi hated this person, he looked at him pitifully at the moment, and looked at him pitifully, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily pulled out a sneer.

Wan Le, who was like a soft persimmon, stopped talking, his eyes shimmered at Yuan Fangzhi, and the whole person exuded the aura of choosing people to devour, but he didn't make a move, because he found that their magic weapons were gone, and even his spell ghost hand had been broken......

He spat out a mouthful of black blood, shook his body, sat on the edge of the pond, raised his narrow eyes indifferently, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, this smile was very reluctant.

"Your magic weapons are gone, and my ghost hand is broken, but I don't have my fish and shellfish bag with me, so I'm very happy, happier than you. ”

"Really, let me take the liberty of asking, whose hand is your fish and shell sac?" Yuan Fangzhi looked at the strange-shaped sky a little depressed, feeling that it was higher and farther than usual.

"In the hands of a mortal, it will never be opened. Wan Le looked up at the sky with a blank look on his gaze, thinking that he had a deep meaning in doing so.

"Yes, mortal loyalty is not very high, you may lose your wife and lose your soldiers!" Yuan Fangzhi watched the starry sky return to its original position, becoming the same as usual, feeling that he had lived for a long time.

"You don't gloat here, sooner or later, I will carve two words on your face: Fang Zhi. Wan Le looked at him angrily, and the two words on his face were distorted.

"Do you know, that Zhuang slave of mine is gone!" Yuan Fangzhi retracted his gaze and looked at the muddy water in the pond, his eyes flickering brightly and darkly, as if he was thinking about something!

In fact, he was not a student of the Sanwei Jushi, but by chance he picked up a piece of waste paper that was only half left, so he was able to find the Huang Mansion, open the courtyard circle, and enter it.

At that time, he asked Zhuang Xinyan to kneel down to the teacher, just out of revenge, what he didn't expect was that Zhuang Xinyan was favored by the Sanwei Jushi, and really worshiped the Sanwei Jushi and became his student.

He ...... His traces have nothing to do with me, I just want to know who is ruining my plan now?" Wan Le's face was dark and dark, black and gray like a poisonous gas, and he gritted his teeth.

"What if all this has something to do with him?" Yuan Fangzhi groaned slightly, pointed to the sky, compared his middle finger, and had the intention of scolding the sky, and secretly pondered in his heart: "Could it be that Zhuang Nu is actually the son of destiny and can receive the grace of heaven?!".

"Then no matter if he escapes to the ends of the earth, I will let him die without a place to be buried!" Wan Le, who was like a delicate beauty without any magic weapons, flashed his ghost eyes under the starry night, although he didn't understand why he had to compare his middle finger, but he also learned it in a similar way.

"It's time for me to go back and take my pills!"

"Me too!"

The eyes of the two were entangled, and there was a big fight, bang, bang, the two beat each other together, and they fell into the pond in pairs, sinking deeper and deeper, as if they wanted to go to the Yellow Spring together.

"Hehe, it's finally time to fight!"

"Grandpa has long wanted to see the excitement!"

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