Selling fairy paintings at the beginning, but being chased by the beautiful president

"Chen Chang'an, whether you want to believe it or not, after a hundred years, you will no longer exist."

"As for us, if there are no accidents, we can only continue to wait for the next Master of Immortal Painting. I don't know when we will be free..."

Yao Xi shook his head slightly.

Chen Changan looked at Yao Xi, but did not speak.

"You're not convinced, are you?"

"But, so what if you are not convinced? Can you get rid of it?"

"You can't even dream on your own."

"Your dream is just like our situation, no matter how unconvinced, you can only bear it!"

"What if I don't want to bear it?"

"That has to be endured."

"What if I don't?"

"The biggest difference between mortals and immortals is ignorance."

"It doesn't matter if he is ignorant or not, just be happy!"

Chen Chang'an smiled at Yao Xi, stretched out his hand, and summoned the fairy painting, stretched out his hand, and threw the fairy painting into the living room.

Yao Xi was stunned for a moment, and said, "Chen Chang'an, do you think you can get rid of fairy paintings like this?"

"No, how could you..."

Yao Xi suddenly stopped talking.

Chen Changan asked: "Fairy Yao, what's wrong?

"How could you throw away the fairy painting?"

"This is impossible. Xianhua recognizes the master. Unless the host dies, it is impossible to reappear..."

"It will only appear in the sea of ​​consciousness, and it is impossible to turn it into a real entity."

"It's absolutely impossible, impossible!"

Yao Xi was emotional.

"You said it was impossible, but I did it."

Chen Changan stretched out his hand towards Yao Xi, sucked Yao Xi to the side of the bed, and hugged her.

Yao Xi was furious: "Deng Tuzi, what are you doing!"

"You say I'm a mortal, and you say I'm an ant, but what if you're a fairy now? You're hugged and kissed by me, and you have no ability to resist."

"It's ridiculous, this is not my body, you can do whatever you want!"

Yao Xi tilted her head, she left her body, and the fairy soul flew back to the fairy painting.

Looking at the warm and elastic fairy corpse in his arms, Chen Changan suddenly lost interest...

He carried the fairy corpse and put it on the sofa in the living room, returned to the bedroom, and continued to sleep.

Soon, Chen Changan fell asleep again.

But this time, he had another dream.

A dream that has nothing to do with fairy paintings.

A weird dream...

In the dream, Chen Changan returned to his childhood, playing with a group of friends running around by the river...

Among those friends were Gao Fei, Shen Liang, Xu Jing, and Zhao Yanran.

It's weird, Xu Jing and Zhao Yanran only met when they were in college...

However, the strange dream could not be stopped, and it was completely out of Chen Chang'an's control. Just when Chen Chang'an was wondering, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he turned into a bird, flying towards the sky non-stop.

Fly higher and higher, fly higher and higher, and fly tighter and tighter.

Chen Changan opened his eyes and woke up.

This dream is kind of scary...

Chen Chang'an recalled the dream just now, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

But in an instant, he was happy again.

"Fairy Yao, I had a normal dream just now, and I didn't dream about fairy paintings at all, hahaha, what do you say now?"

Chen Changan contacted Yao Xi in his mind.

As a result, nothing happened.

Chen Changan was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that Yao Xi was so angry yesterday that he threw the fairy painting into the living room.

Without fairy paintings in my mind, I couldn't talk to Yao Xi naturally.

Chen Changan walked out of the bedroom, but he didn't see the fairy painting, nor did he see the fairy corpse.

Chen Chang'an was startled for a moment, released his Celestial Eye, and perceived the fairy painting.

There was no need for Chen Changan to search too much, the divine sense in his mind locked the location of the fairy painting from afar.

The fairy painting was on a dilapidated van, and the fairy corpse was also there, lying quietly on the back seat.

It was a man driving, an old man who looked very old.

This old man's face was already wrinkled and covered with bone skin, and the flesh could not be seen at all.

He was like a walking skeleton covered in human skin.

His hair is dry and yellow, his eyes are yellow, and there is no trace of life in his body. It seems that he will die at any time.

When Chen Changan thought about it, Xianhua moved slightly.

Chen Chang'an now feels that as long as he summons, Xianhua will immediately fly to his side.

However, Chen Changan thought for a while, but instead of doing this, he used his spiritual sense to lock on the fairy painting, got up and followed it away.

The fact that this old skeleton man sneaked into his house silently and stole the fairy painting and fairy corpse is enough to show that he is not an ordinary person.

I want to see who you are and what you want to do!

Chen Chang'an activated the magical power of 'shrinking the ground into an inch', and followed behind the broken van with ease.

"Xiaochan, I'm sorry for making you suffer these days."

The old skeleton man said tremblingly while driving.

He was the only one in the car, besides him, there was only the fairy corpse.

Chen Changan followed behind the car, and he heard clearly what the old skeleton man said.

"Although that formation has been broken, don't worry, I will definitely find another treasure land and set up another large formation, so that you can rest at ease and wait for the day when your immortal soul returns."

"I really wanted to avenge you just now, but now, I am not a match for that nasty boy."

The old skeleton man chattered, drove to a mountain village, and walked into a dilapidated courtyard. "

This is far away from Kyoto.

The old skeleton man held the fairy painting, and carried the fairy corpse on his back with difficulty, and walked slowly into the room.

The yard is broken, and the rooms are even worse.

As soon as the old skeleton man entered the house, Chen Changan followed. However, to be on the safe side, Chen Changan didn't use invisibility. He hid outside and listened quietly.

In the room, the old skeleton man carefully placed the fairy corpse on the kang.

Then he took out the fairy painting and spread it out to watch.

In the fairy painting, the scenery is still the same, but the five fairies and Huang Yao are gone.

They are all inside the Immortal Palace now, and they can't see anything outside.

The old skeleton made a magic formula with his hands, and pointed at the fairy painting, a flame spewed out from his fingertips, burning the fairy painting.

Chen Changan didn't move.

If fairy paintings can be destroyed so easily, can they still be called fairy paintings?

The fact is just as Chen Changan expected, nothing happened to Xianhua.

"Weird painting, amazing painting."

The old skeleton man shook his head, thought for a while, bit his fingertips, and dripped a drop of black blood on the fairy painting.

Snapped!

Before the drop of black blood landed on the fairy painting, the black blood was bounced away.

"There is nothing to dye, it really is a fairy thing!"

The old skeleton man became more and more interested in fairy paintings.

"If you fall into the hands of others, you may be useless, but if you fall into the hands of this old man, you will definitely be in my hands!"

The old skeleton murmured something, and a light yellow breath gradually enveloped the fairy painting.

Chen Chang'an saw the spell he used, Ye Nishang's Imperial Object Art, but compared to Ye Nishang's Imperial Object Art, his technique was obviously too low-level.

puff--

Sure enough, within a few seconds, the old skeleton man opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What a terrifying fairy power, what a powerful fairy power. It's a pity that I got it too late. If I got it 200 years earlier, I would definitely be able to control this painting. It's a pity, a pity."

puff--

The old skeleton man spat out another mouthful of blood.

puff--

puff--

The old skeleton vomited seven mouthfuls of blood, making him tremble in fright.

"Why is backlash so powerful?"

"No, no, no, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't kill me, don't kill me."

"I haven't waited for Xiaochan's fairy soul to return, I can't die."

The old skeleton man spat out another mouthful of blood, and ran out in a hurry. He just wanted to stay away from Xian Hua.

However, Xianhua suddenly released a strong suction force, which made him unable to move.

The old skeleton man could feel that the little immortal power left in his body was being quickly sucked away.

my life is over...

The old skeleton man showed despair on his face.