Chapter Seventy-Seven: Drawing

Wan'er didn't feel anything at first, but later, her face turned pale and she gradually felt overwhelmed. This is because she has been trapped in the 'snowman' for a long time, and her skills have inevitably been greatly weakened, and when the cold hits, Wan'er, who is equipped with martial arts, can't resist it at all.

Yuan Jie took off his robe and covered it on Wan Mei, Fang felt better, looked to the side, and saw that the white man with temples shrunk all over his body, and he was also shivering there, and after a long time, even he felt how cold he was, and heard Wan Mei say in a low voice: "I'm afraid that this little sister can't stand it, big brother, we just met, how do you know that we have to separate again." Wan'er is so unwilling. When he said this, his teeth clenched, and he looked very invincible. Yuan Jie thought that Sister Wan's body was weak, and she would not be spared if she went on like this, rather than staying here, it was better to break through, maybe she would really be able to leave Qianyantu, so he said: "Sister, don't be too discouraged, until the last moment, the ending is still difficult to say." You wait here for a while, and I'll come when I go. He let go of his palm and stood up.

Yuan Jie pulled out the steel knife with his backhand, then twisted the sound trick, got up from the ground, and when he reached the high altitude, the enemy drew a flying beast to attack, Yuan Jie performed the 'Phantom Knife Technique', and with a move, there was a vicious beast that was hit by the knife. In a moment, the dozens of monsters drawn by the painter were all hacked to death by Yuan Jie with a knife.

Yuan Jie stretched his body and came to the border, then raised his blade and slashed towards the edge of the boundary.

Wang Qiuyue saw him outside and said to Tupol: "Draw the sun to dry him." ”

Tupol obeyed his orders and painted dozens of suns in one go, all of which were placed at the top of the volume, quite close to Yuan Jie.

Of these dozens of suns, five or six of them were so nervous that they were plausible, so Tupol took up his pen and smeared them, adding seven or eight more to them, and they went back and forth, and the whole picture became a mess and did not regain its appearance.

Dozens of rounds of the sun were painted, and Yuan Jie had to turn back to the high ground. The snowflakes are turned into droplets of water when the sun shines on them, and they gather in one place, like a vast and turbulent river and sea. Flowing water flowed uncontrollably in all directions, filling every possible gully and low-lying area.

At this time, I felt the intertwining of heat and cold, and the taste of pain and hardship was different from that of Shicai.

After a long time, I heard a loud 'boom', as if the sky was falling apart, and the ground shook and shook.

With a sizzling sound, large waves of water rushed downward.

The soles of Yuan Jie and the other three were empty, and their bodies fell down at the same time.

Yuan Jie realized that it was a crack in the scroll, he shot down with his strength, stopped the falling, and then moved his kung fu to smoothly connect Wan Mei and Sideburns Baihan to the ground.

Yuan Jie and the three of them returned to the real world, and they were all happy.

After all, it is paper and the like, and after being exposed to strong light, the drawings have long become shriveled, and then the snow turns into water, and the drawings flow endlessly, and the paper can't stand it, and finally breaks from it, and is divided into two.

Rong Xing didn't expect it, and he also fell from the painting at the moment, fell to the ground, and died with a whimper.

Seeing that the general trend was gone, Tupol turned around and wanted to flee, but Yuan Jie caught up from behind and slashed into two pieces with his knife.

And Wang Qiuyue borrowed a tree to cover herself before Yuan Jie and others came out, and finally escaped with her life.

For the time being, Yuan Jie and the others are not mentioned, just saying that Wang Qiuyue escaped with his life, and he is always thinking about avenging his husband, but Yuan Jie's martial arts are powerful, and he can't be moved in a hurry. I thought that my kung fu was ordinary, and if I wanted to take revenge, I had to rely on others. After thinking about it, among the people I know, only the Great Sage Ling Dian of the Demon Realm has the skills, and with him, most of them can win.