Ouyang Xiaochuan brought the bear into the room and ordered him to lie quietly on the ground beside him and not disturb his painting, and then began today's cultivation......

......

Before I knew it, the time had passed. Ouyang Xiaochuan stretched.

"Hmm...... I'm so sleepy!"

"Let's finish this one!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan moved his sore shoulders and continued to finish drawing the bear that had not been drawn.

Behind him lay a sleepy-eyed bear, and Ouyang Xiaochuan leaned on its soft side belly.

"Bang dang!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan's eyelids fought, and the painting magic brush in his hand escaped the restraint of his fingers and fell to the ground, making a sound of metal colliding.

Ouyang Xiaochuan didn't pick it up, because his mind had been crushed by sleepiness.

Ouyang Xiaochuan leaned on the bear and fell asleep, the book of the Faun on his outstretched legs was open, and the bear with a bear's paw and three short tails missing on the page was not finished.

......

Not long after Ouyang Xiaochuan closed his eyes and didn't open them again, the sleepy-eyed bear suddenly opened his eyes, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes. Slowly baring its fangs.

The bear's face became more and more hideous, as if someone had taken the food it had so hard to find.

......

After a long time, Ouyang Xiaochuan began to snore. The bear slowly turned his head and looked at Ouyang Xiaochuan, who was already asleep leaning on him.

I saw that the bear slowly stretched its head towards Ouyang Xiaochuan's head, and the huge bear mouth slowly opened.

It's close, it's close!

The bear approached Ouyang Xiaochuan little by little. And just when its big mouth had already surrounded Ouyang Xiaochuan's head, it suddenly stopped.

At this moment, as long as the bear bites down, Ouyang Xiaochuan's will lose his head in his sleep. I really don't know how I died.

The bear seemed to remember something, worried about something. He refused to take that bite.

Don't think about it, it's naturally the little green dragon Ao Huang that makes it fear from the depths of its soul.

The human race is not afraid, no matter how powerful the human race is, it will not be afraid, and the dragon race has to surrender, this is the surrender to the dragon in the bloodline. Let it not have the slightest sense of resistance.

"Drop!"

When the bear hesitates. A drop of saliva slid over its upper fangs and dripped onto Ouyang Xiaochuan's forehead.

"Hmm...... Sleepy ......"

Ouyang Xiaochuan raised his arm in his sleep and wiped his forehead indiscriminately.

"When?"

Ouyang Xiaochuan, who had his eyes closed, suddenly asked.

The bear hurriedly put away his fierce expression and hid the fangs that he could easily pierce Ouyang Xiaochuan's head.

"Purr ......"

"Well, why didn't you sleep! I thought you went to bed early. ”

"What time is it now. ”

Ouyang Xiaochuan opened his confused eyes and looked up at the bear that was looking at him.

"Purr!"

"Forget it. I don't understand. I really don't know how that bastard Ao Huang understands you. ”

Ouyang Xiaochuan muttered. I closed my eyes and sensed the temperature around me.

"It's seven minutes on Erdan! Meng'er, they're coming back soon!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan blinked and sat down.

"Hey, why didn't you fall asleep before you finished drawing!"

"Let's finish it!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan smiled bitterly, picked up the painting magic pen that fell on the ground and lowered his head.

......

"Alright!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan looked at the bear in the album and showed a satisfied smile.

I drew a total of seven bears today, which is pretty fast. I also slept in between.

"This is another big talisman for yourself!"

"Little Bear, are you hungry! Let's go, let's go and get someone ready to eat. Don't wait for them. ”

As he spoke, Ouyang Xiaochuan stood up. One man and one beast went out one after the other......

......

The cold goes to the warmth, and the day passes by in a hurry. Time flies with the person you like, until the cold hits, and you know that today is lost. The good times always feel like they've gone by in the blink of an eye.

Since that day when he was forced to call Ao Huang the eldest brother, an hour has passed.

During this period of time, Ouyang Xiaochuan practiced painting behind closed doors and accumulated talents, so he went out to practice with Chiying. In addition to going to the Valley of Ten Thousand Winds, they also went farther into the mountains to find evenly matched demonic beasts as training objects. Sometimes I went out too far from home, so I simply camped in the wilderness. On the second day, we continued to fight monsters.

After an hour's time, Ouyang Xiaochuan's talent was finally raised to the height of the Great Perfection. It is about fifteen centimeters tall and the thickness of a human arm. The only thing that hasn't changed is the Wen Courage, which is still a clay statue.

During this time, Ouyang Xiaochuan saw more strange magical beasts, so in addition to the previous Mangniu, Second Dream and Blue Bear, several new magical beasts were added to his Faun Book. However, he could still only draw a Heavenly Rank Intermediate Demonic Beast.

After many experiences, Ouyang Xiaochuan was no longer as nervous as he was the first time, and he could face it calmly when facing Warcraft. Even if you are defeated, you will not be in a hurry to escape.

Ouyang Xiaochuan knew that he was invincible, but he had to compete with the other party, not because he didn't have self-knowledge, but because he wanted to test the limit of his strength.

It's not bad, Ouyang Xiaochuan found that as long as he has enough talent, using multiple phantoms to kill a heaven-level high-level demonic beast is definitely nine out of ten.

However, this behavior has been teased many times by Second Dream. thinks that he is bullying more and less, and he is not victorious.

But that's right, Ouyang Xiaochuan's style of play is a crowd tactic, with more and less fighting. There are more ants. It can also swallow elephants! Not to mention monsters.

However, when encountering a heaven-level peak demonic beast like a cow, which focuses on defense, Ouyang Xiaochuan's phantom can barely fight with him, but if it encounters a heaven-level peak demonic beast with extremely strong attack power, such as wolves and tigers, the phantom will stop. This difference between the two small ranks can no longer be used to describe much.

Maybe the other party's loud roar can shatter Sancheng phantom, let alone physical contact. A claw swept over, and they all turned into bits of starlight, without the power to resist. This is the ability of the high level to crush the low price.

......

"Poof!"

"European ......"

"Poof, poof!"

"Bang!"

Phantom Second Dream leaped high and spun around in mid-air, the long sword in his hand stabbing directly into the small head of a scorpion-like demonic beast below. However, its double pincers were bitten in the mouth by two phantom golden lions, and the only remaining poisonous tail behind it was also pressed to the ground by the phantom bear and bitten.

At this moment, the scorpion-like demonic beast bigger than a crocodile was exhausted, but it was entangled by three phantoms, and it could only watch as a long sword above its head pierced its most vulnerable head.

At the dying moment, the scorpion still tried his best to pull out his only bloodstained and wounded tail from under the bear's paws, and pulled it towards the phantom second dream that stood upside down in the air.

With a single hit, the phantom shattered, shedding bits of starlight, and the top of the scorpion's head was covered with an elongated sword hole. At the same time, two golden lions bit off two of its large pincers.

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