Yuan Jie wanted to perform light skills and jump out, but someone next to him said, "Look, this person is about to come out." "The voice is soft, and it should be made by a woman.

Not long after the voice fell, a man's rough voice continued: "It's okay, although the eldest sister can rest assured, no matter who the other party is, as long as he enters the painting, he must be at the mercy of us. After saying that, there was a burst of laughter.

Yuan Jie's ear drums were buzzing, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at the sound, but when he saw how far away he was, there were three people standing in front of him, all of whom had grown up with their heads and bodies, and their images were magnificent. The three of them are glaring at themselves with six giant lantern-like eyes, two men and one woman among the three, among which the woman is standing on the left side, wearing a lake crepe flower coat, although the other party has a huge body and the appearance is not easy to see, Yuan Jie still vaguely senses a familiar taste from the outline of his face.

Next to her, there stood a swarthy short-haired man, whose eyes were fierce and his expression was hideous. The left of the short-haired man is a sturdy man, this person has a white face, and his eyes are red, as if he has been painted with cinnabar, and there is a lot of yin poison in his eyes.

Similar to the previous woman, when Yuan Jie saw Bai Jinghan for the first time, he noticed a slight impression, and when he glanced down again, he suddenly realized that he was none other than Rong Xing who met outside Leng Cui Village, Rong Xing was holding a soap-faced flag, alias called Zhaoxue Pai, Xue Feng defeated it, but failed to put Rong Rong to death, thinking that Rong Xing was dead, so he took the Zhaoxue Pai and handed it to Yuan Jie. Yuan Jie put it in the inn, and he didn't think that he was trapped here, so he couldn't pay much attention to the snow sign, Rongxing lost it, so he sneaked into the inn quietly and took it away.

The woman Yuan Jie felt familiar with was Fu Ying's wife Wang Qiuyue. Fu Ying was seriously injured and finally died, Wang Qiuyue was saddened by her husband's tragic death, and vowed to avenge her husband, so she caught up with Yuan Jie and everyone that night, and wanted to do it, but when she was walking, her voice was slightly louder, waking up Yuan Jie, who was not asleep, Wang Qiuyue saw that the situation was not good, and in a hurry, she used the magic method of transformation and attached herself to the snowman incognito. Dai Qiang later made the snowman smaller, and the surface was more condensed with a layer of blue light protection, Wan'er didn't take it with him at first, when he went to the town to stay in the inn, because he was playing outside, the outer layer of the 'little snowman' was suddenly destroyed, and there was no restraint, Wang Qiuyue, who was hidden in the snowman's body, changed out, took advantage of Wan'er's shock, stepped forward to knock it out, and then used a spell to turn Wan'er into a little person and stuff it into the snowman's body, and then sealed it with green light on the surface. Wang Qiuyue learned the number of disguise change techniques, and she changed her body and turned into Wan'er to deal with Yuan Jie, Yuan Jie felt that Wanmei was acting abnormally, but she never guessed that it was someone else who disguised herself. Therefore, Wang Qiuyue found Rong Xing, Tupol and others, waiting for an opportunity to attack Yuan Jie. The rainbow and the person who stroked the qin were all bait made to lure Yuan Jie, Yuan Jie didn't notice it for a while, and sure enough, he fell into the way. In the end, he used Wan'er to lure him, and Yuan Jie was even more concerned about the chaos, and he inevitably fell into the trap by mistake and stepped into the Thousand Gullies Diagram. Wan'er is still in the body of the snowman, Yuan Jie is still a little unknown, when he was ignorant, he saw the short-haired black man lifting a bamboo brush in his right hand, several zhang long, now full of thick ink, towards his side, only a few times, Yuan Jie instantly felt the air flow above his head, several black winds rolled up the sky, majestic and magnificent, the momentum is not trivial.