Ao Huang looked at the Phantom Wind Rabbit on the ground, and always felt that it was not the same as the magic shadow ball, and he couldn't say what was the difference. And he didn't want to admit it.

If you don't understand, you can always reach out and touch it!

As he spoke, Ao Huang stretched out his little hand and reached out to a wind rabbit in front of him, but Ouyang Xiaochuan did not stop him, and let Ao Huang reach out.

As expected, Ao Huang's small hand passed through the body of the Phantom Wind Rabbit and emerged from behind it.

Ao Huang withdrew his little hand and looked at his arms and palms, and there was no discomfort.

"Hey, boy. You shadow can kill!"

Hearing Ao Huang's words, Ouyang Xiaochuan was a little surprised. Ao Huang could have guessed this.

"Little ghost, you still know a lot!"

"I'll show you again. ”

"Wind Bunny, bite it. ”

Ouyang Xiaochuan pointed to the knife horn thunder leopard beside Ao Huang.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Ouyang Xiaochuan's words fell, ten wind rabbits rushed towards the Blade Horn Thunder Leopard like blue light.

"Ah...... Woo!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The Blade Horn Thunder Leopard didn't take these low-level Wind Rabbits in his eyes at all. But I didn't expect these bastards to dare to bite themselves.

Under the pain, he raised his claws and waved them a few times, and then slapped the phantom wind rabbit that pounced on his body into powder.

How could a Xuan-level demonic beast be able to withstand a random blow from a spirit-level demonic beast!

I saw a wind rabbit after being slapped away by the knife horn thunder leopard. and it was in pieces. In mid-air, it turned into dots of blue light and slowly disappeared.

"Damn, what the hell is this leopard!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan was taken aback, and hurriedly got up and looked at the knife corner thunder on the side.

With a few casual flicks of his claws, his minions were wiped out. Ouyang Xiaochuan was a little shocked.

If you encounter this kind of opponent in the future, even if you summon a group of Wind Rabbits, it won't be enough for others to play!

"Hehe, I know how powerful my little flower cat is! It's a heaven-level high-level demonic beast, your thing is too weak. ”

"Tut-tut! It's a pity! Come on, a few more, the master hasn't seen it yet!"

"Fuck off!"

Ao Huang struck again inhumanely.

"Little Flower Cat, did they bite you?"

"Uh......h Woo!"

"Oh?

Ao Huang turned over and brushed away the hair on the front leg of the knife horn thunder leopard, revealing two small shallow pits under the fur, and blood was already oozing out.

"Ah...... Woo!

"Shut up!

"Ahh......h

Ao Huang cursed secretly, and slapped his wound fiercely. Let the horned thunder leopard let out a sound of pain, and hurriedly retracted his forelimbs.

"Boy, you're good!

"Stay where it's cool!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan glanced at Ao Huang, who got up, and moved the album behind him.

"Stingy!"

Ao Huang pouted and sat on the ground again.

Ouyang Xiaochuan took out the album from behind him and opened it to take a look.

Sure enough, the positions of the ten Wind Bunnies that had been summoned just now were empty.

It seems that if someone is shattered, he will not be able to come back!

Ouyang Xiaochuan frowned a little distressedly.

......

"Oh, yes, boy, you draw it in. Then let the two of them fight in a fight. ”

Ao Huang suddenly let out a loud cry and pointed to the corner of the knife that was licking the wound on the side.

"No, I can only draw Xuan-rank demonic beasts now. No matter how tall the monster is, you can't draw it. ”

"No! What a picture album you have!"

"When will I be able to draw?"

"I don't know, I want to draw a more advanced monster too!"

"It's boring!"

"Why don't you try it?"

Ao Huang asked again without giving up.

"Try it?"

"Give it a try. ”

"Okay! I'll try. ”

As he spoke, Ouyang Xiaochuan opened the album again and turned a new page.

Ouyang Xiaochuan carefully looked at the knife horn thunder leopard on the side for a few minutes, and then picked up the pen to draw.

......

The action is very handsome, but it turns out to be very hurtful.

The peak of the spirit level of the demonic beast is equivalent to the peak of the human race martial artist, Ouyang Xiaochuan can't even draw Ouyang Wujian, who is a senior martial artist, at this time, how can he draw the sword horn thunder leopard at the peak of the spirit level?

In about half an hour, a knife-horned thunder leopard lying on his stomach jumped onto the paper.

"That's it!"

"I'll see!"

"What's going on?"

As soon as Ao Huang turned around, he saw that the body of the knife-horned thunder leopard in the album seemed to have lost paint, and pieces began to fall off, turning into a little starlight and flying out of the album, and then disappeared into the air.

"Hey!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan had already thought of such a result. But I feel a little sad to see the painting I worked so hard to make disappear out of thin air. A long sigh.

"I've said it, I can't draw it. ”

"Huh?!Not right!"

"Little ghost, you tell me honestly, what kind of strength is your demonic beast? It is definitely not a heavenly rank. ”

Ouyang Xiaochuan realized that this pair of horned thunder leopards had disappeared a little too quickly.

Ouyang Xiaochuan knew that the Heavenly Rank was equivalent to a Terran martial artist. Since he is a martial artist, he should at least stay in the album for more than ten minutes before collapsing, and the speed of collapse will not be so fast.

And just now, the blade-horned thunder leopard began to collapse as soon as he raised his pen, and the speed of the collapse was also very fast, but it was the same as the speed at which the portrait of the red eagle collapsed.

"Ahem!hehe!"

"You little ghost, you actually lied to me!"

"How do you know that......? It looks like a staircase!"

"I don't know! My family let it follow me, and they didn't tell me its strength!"

"Isn't it? ”

Ao Huang hurriedly explained, and asked Daojiao Lei Leopard.

"Whew!"

"Grass! Waste of time!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan burst into a foul mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey, you can't scold its ancestors for eighteen generations when you're angry! ”

Ao Huang said with contempt.

"Alright, alright! I'm going to draw a few more cows. One end is not enough. ”

"Such a low-level Warcraft painting summoned out to be used as a fart! You call me a big brother, and I will accept you as a little brother. No one will dare to bully you. You don't have to work so hard anymore. It's tempting! Not everyone gets that!"

"Smack!"

"Ahh

"Boy, why are you hitting me on the head!"

Ao Huang touched the back of his head and stared at Ouyang Xiaochuan.

"I'll leave you out!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan stood up and walked to the corner where the wooden box was placed on the opposite side, sat down again and opened the album.

"Wait! One day, you're going to cry and beg me to save you. ”

Ao Huang rubbed the back of his head a few times and muttered. Ouyang Xiaochuan listened to it in his ears but did not answer.

......

"Ha ......"

"It's so cold!"

After Ouyang Xiaochuan drew a few more pioneering cows, he put down the pen in his hand, put his hands to his mouth, sighed and rubbed his hands.

At this time, it has been three days, and the temperature has begun to drop. Although it is not bitterly cold, it is no longer possible to wear a single clothes.

Ouyang Xiaochuan looked up at Ao Huang opposite. The little ghost was lying on the ground, his head resting on the belly of the knife-horned thunder leopard lying on the ground, and he fell asleep, with a strip of saliva hanging from his mouth. It's like dreaming of today's food, with a smile on your face.

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