I, The Occult Painter, Draw The Truth

"You can do it, right?"

Mr. Mask stared at the drawing board, his voice was hoarse, and the smile on the mask seemed to never change.

Xiao Qiqi blinked, and subconsciously hid behind Sister Succubus.

The succubus raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of fear flashed on his beautiful face...

Well, not only little girl Kiki, Mr. Mask suddenly said this, she was also a little scared...

Although it is said that "Old Days" was created by their creator, but yeah, those big eyes and those tentacles are really scary, okay...

The flaming bear touched the bear's head. Although it has a bear heart, it is not afraid of the sky and the earth, but the big eyes are indeed a bit frightening to the bear...

Devouring vines shook the branches.

Well, that means, it's also a little scared...

After Mr. Mask asked, he quietly stood there waiting for a response.

A few secretives were silent and waited.

One second, two seconds...a dozen seconds later...

The smile on Mr. Mask's face seems to be a little more embarrassing...

Those big eyes don't give much face...

So he made a fist, put it to his mouth, and coughed very slightly.

He grasped it just right, and the sound would not wake up the sleeping Creator.

"You can hear it, right?"

Mr. Mask asked again.

Succubus and the others heard the words and subconsciously leaned towards the Creator on the reclining chair.

It seems that only the side of the Creator is safe.

After Mr. Mask asked, "Old Days Come" has also been silent for a long time...

What the hell is this guy doing...

The smile on Mr. Mask's face subsided.

He looked back at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon...

Mr. Mask suddenly moved in his heart!

"It's more than five o'clock...Isn't that the time when Sister Creator is out of school?"

Mr. Mask looked back at the Creator...

Well, the creator obviously slept very deeply...

So... what about the little master?

The little master is out of school, doesn't the creator have to pick it up every day...

For a time, Mr. Mask fell from one question to another...

He explained the situation to the succubus and other secrets, and several secrets suddenly began to worry...

The Creator is absolutely supreme, and because of this, the Creator's sister, their little master, is naturally extremely noble!

The little master is so young, if no one picks up after school...

Will there be any danger?

Several mysteries are worried, especially the succubus.

The succubus loves the little master very much.

If something happens to the little master, she will be the first crazy...

"How to do?"

Succubus frowned and turned to look at the Creator.

"Don't disturb the creator..."

Blazing Bear hurriedly scratched his head and stomped his feet on the side, but did not dare to exert any force, and his face was wrinkled in a hurry.

Devouring vines also scurried back and forth uneasily.

For the innocent and cute little owner, it also likes it very much.

Mr. Mask put his hands behind his back, thinking quickly.

Is it to wake up the creator?

Or do they go straight to these secrets?

Wake up the creator to give up directly without thinking about it.

It is not very convenient for them to go by themselves. After all, this group of people is secretive, they are both bears and devils.

Going out, it is estimated that it will cause a sensation, and it may bring unnecessary trouble to the creator at that time...

Well, what should I do...

Mr. Mask pondered, and he saw that the Creator had no intention of waking up by himself.

This made him even more anxious...

at this time!

In the room, many mysteries suddenly stopped!

At the same time, they felt an abnormality, which was an indescribably powerful aura...

After this feeling appeared, a terrifying tentacle with a thickness of at least one meter gradually emerged in the room under the eyes of all the mysterious astonishment...

The blue-black tentacles, wriggling slightly, bring an unparalleled impact on the spirit of the person...

Succubus, Kiki, Flame Bear, Devouring Vines, and even Mr. Mask, were all nervous at this moment!

An emotion called nervousness grows uncontrollably in the bottom of my heart and begins to grow...

Mr. Mask still had a smile on his face.

He thought about it seriously, and was about to speak, but suddenly he was stunned again...

Because, at the moment he was about to speak, in the room, a slightly apologetic voice emerged from the secretive hearts at the same time:

"Just now, fell asleep..."

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