Mr. Jiang is not driving today

In the absolute darkness and the stench of blood rushing towards his face, Yu Miao pulled Jiang Xun's shoulder and shook, "Hey! Qin Mu, Qin Mu? Be sober! Qin..."

Jiang Xun raised his back like a cat, and let out a low and pleasant purr from his throat. He quickly bit the tip of Yu Miao's ear, raised his crotch, and rubbed against Yu Miao's body impatiently.

Yu Miao: "..."

The advantage of cutting off all light sources is that no one can see who is doing what, and the long-lasting effect of this thing is not high, almost after rubbing against Yu Miao, the distraught Jiang Xun turned back a little Come on.

He was still engrossed in the scene of being hijacked just now, and he fast-forwarded to the present in a blink of an eye. He really couldn't react, so he subconsciously hugged the person in front of him tightly, and whispered vaguely: "Yu Jiu..."

As soon as he called out, Jiang Xun felt that the person in front of him was about to stand up, and hurriedly clasped his waist with his legs crossed. Before he could breathe out in peace, a hand supported his waist .

Jiang Xun thought that Yu Miao was going to let him go down, so he let go of his legs.

In the next second, he was sent up by Yu Miao and carried on his shoulders.

Over there, Zhan Yi's fingers were already lit up with the light of the Huo Jue, and when he saw the combination of the two, he immediately turned the light away, and Yu Miao also gave a concise explanation: "He was injured. "

This is not an issue that should be concerned at the moment. Zhan Yi turned to Le Li and asked, "Is there any way to break this illusion? Open a dragon gate, is that okay?"

Le Li shook his head: "The illusion in the painting is the most advanced secret art of Lejia, and the dragon gate is only a relatively elementary secret art. It is impossible to tear apart the illusion. People will be trapped in the painting for a certain period of time. But it is necessary to maintain it for a long time." Impossible—this is a fatal thing for a spellcaster."

Zhan Yi's group had already set off to evacuate from the opposite direction. Jiang Xun was carried in the air like a sack, trying to struggle, but his physical condition did not allow him to lie down obediently. Moving is inevitable.

Yu Miao grabbed the man's ankles and asked, "What if he really wants to die?"

Le Li was silent for a moment, and then replied: "If brother has the will to die, he must maintain the illusion in this painting, and it can only last for three hours at most."

...or time.

From beginning to end, there are people who are taking time to make a fuss.

There seems to be a conspiracy that has been planned for a long time, and everything is ready, just waiting to be completed in one day.

Could their arrival be the result of someone's calculation?

Jiang Xun felt chills all over his body.

If the Xiyan Town they entered was the world in the painting, then it meant that they had been exposed from the very beginning.

Now that his identity has been dismantled, he will never stop dying. Hearing the sound of the beast's breathing and saliva dripping more and more clearly, Jiang Xun transformed Yin and Yang from his Dan Palace and said, "Yu Jiu, let me go!" come down."

He didn't intend to be that dragging burden, and Yu Miao only carried him on his back because he saw that he was inconvenient to move. Seeing his request, he asked, "Can I go?"

Jiang Xun nodded, and was about to climb down on his own, when he heard a crisp sound behind him, and then Jiang Xun's feet fell to the ground.

After Yu Miao put him down, he walked forward with a straight face, as if he hadn't done anything.

Half of Jiang Xun's body was stiff, and after a long while, he belatedly realized that the back of his buttocks was itching and hurting.

Jiang Xun: "...What did he do? Ah Mu, tell me what he did?"

Amu: "Yeah. I didn't see anything. (*/ω╲*)"

Jiang Xun: "..."

Amu: "...Eh? Xiao Xun, are you angry! He just...maybe it's just a random thing! It's not intentional!"

Jiang Xun: "Ah? Didn't do it on purpose? Are you sure?"

Amu: "Sure, sure, sure! Xiao Xun, don't be unhappy, you..."

Jiang Xun: "Damn it made me happy for nothing."

Amu: "Σ(°△°|||)︴."

With a sense of being down-to-earth again, Jiang Xun began to think about realistic things.

They are now hiding in an alley, the main street of Xiyan Town is shrouded in thicker fog, the sound of knocking footsteps can be heard from a distance on the bluestone street, it seems that there are beasts looking for food, a note The sound of footsteps knocking on people's heart makes people palpitate.

Jiang Xun didn't feel relaxed. He had been classmates with Le Li for three years. He knew that he couldn't use a sword or a gun. In terms of strength, it is definitely not inferior to Yu's and Yin's.

Three years ago, Zhan Mei just mentioned that he likes dogs in a chat, and the next day he took a blue-eyed black-haired puppy and walked the dog in the garden with a serious face.When everyone asked where the dog came from, Le Li on the side scratched the little fluff on the puppy's head and said with a smile: "I drew it."

The way Jiang Xun looked at Le Li was like looking at his childhood idol.

...the legendary magic brush Ma Liang!

At that time, Jiang Xun leaned forward cheekily and asked, "Yanhe, can you draw silver?"

Later, Jiang Xun was unanimously criticized by the children of the family, thinking that Jiang Xun, as the only son of the immortal sect, is so worldly and has no sense of immortality. Jiang Xun immediately countered, the snacks you are eating now are mine Bought with worldly money from a worldly place, spit it out quickly.

After a group of people laughed and made a scene, Jiang Xun gave up. Who would have thought that the next day, Le Li took a very heavy silver ingot, handed it to Jiang Xun, and said with a smile: "I didn't draw Official seal. You can play with it, but don’t spend it.”

Le Shi can endow everything in his brush with spirit. If he has enough spirit power, he can recreate a world, but correspondingly, the more difficult and complex the things he creates, the more spiritual they are, the more spiritual power he needs. The most difficult thing is to draw people.

Le Li once drew Zhan Mei, and let the Zhan Mei in the painting fight against the Zhan Mei in reality, so that Zhan Mei can more intuitively discover the shortcomings of his moves.A fight lasted no more than half an hour, and Le Li had to sweat profusely every time to keep the person in the painting in shape, and couldn't stand up without anyone supporting him.Zhan Mei protested several times, saying that such training was not needed, but Le Li smiled and said it was okay, once or twice was not a big deal.

And Leren drew a town.

Therefore, probably out of the consideration of saving spiritual power, the fog in "Xiyan Town" today is thicker than ever before.The figures in the fog and the conversations in the tea shed are nothing but blindfolds.If they had paid attention to the noise of people around them, and observed the "people" walking in the thick fog, they might have discovered that they were just phantoms.

This is the so-called "abnormality" that Jiang Xun and Le Li noticed when they entered the city.

——The whole town is filled with traces of Leren's spiritual power flow.

——The answer is simple, this is Le Ren's painting, the world described by Le Ren.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from the thick fog ahead. Just as Jiang Xun stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Yu Miao's clothes, the mist was thrown away by a figure, who tripped over a raised stone slab on the ground, and there was a bang Tiger landing, it hurts to hear.

Dou Zhui, who was forgotten by everyone, finally managed to keep up with the big army, and before he could speak, he was thrown into a mess, holding his hands on the ground and still gasping for breath: "Oh shit, I was scared to death! What the hell is going on?" What's the matter! You guys, what are you doing here? And you! You, you, you! You are too ruthless! I haven't pulled it out a few times! How do you plan to compensate me if it is scrapped?  … ...Hey, what are you doing with your sword? You still want to kill people to silence you, you—"

From the darkness and thick fog behind Dou Zhui, a face with a huge mouth loomed indistinctly, biting down on the back of his head!

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xun and Yu Miao, who were the closest to Dou Zhui, quickly exchanged glances. The red umbrella of Yin-Yang exploded like flames. !

When the two treasures collided, a ray of light rushed towards the huge mouth, forcibly cutting the monster in half from the middle!

The body that had lost its soul fell straight down on Dou Zhui's body. When Dou Zhui turned his head, he saw this bloody mouth in various senses. Moved away a few meters, brushed a few hairs with the hands stained with the monster's green blood, raised his head and looked at the four people blankly, and said, "What happened? What the hell?...Here? Xiyan Town?"

It's amazing, my brother, your reflex arc is no one else.

No one answered him.And such silence is no different from the best answer, Dou Zhui suddenly became excited: "...No, just now that banshee wanted me? Why did she want me? I just formed the alchemy not long ago, and I haven't married yet! I'm only seventeen!"

The four people present: "..."

Dou Zhui's expression of true feelings obviously shocked the four bachelors present. After a while, Zhan Yi leaned down and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him, "I'm 22 this year, and I'm not married yet."

Yu Miao followed up very calmly, and replied: "Young Master Qin has a marriage contract."

Jiang Xun was puzzled: "Huh?"

Yu Miao looked at him, and asked calmly, "Don't Mr. Qin plan to make a promise to marry that banshee just now when she grows up?"

Jiang Xun glared at Yu Miao, looked at Le Li, and forcibly brought the topic back on track: "We can't just wait for those ghosts to come and kill us. Le Ren is now manipulating the entire painting, and our every move is controlled by him." Falling into his eyes, we can’t hide from his eyes no matter where we hide. But is there any other way?”

Dou Zhui rolled his eyes, remembered something, and immediately felt saved: "My house! Go to my house! My house..."

But Le Li interrupted him with a rare gaffe: "What's the use? This is in my brother's painting! Who knows what your house is like now? You..."

Having said that, he realized his abnormality, swallowed the next scolding abruptly, turned his face away, and said nothing more.

Although Dou Zhui is a bit of a dick, he wouldn't be stupid when life and death are at stake. Seeing that Le Li's reaction was not right, he immediately asked: "...do you know something? You are from the Le family, so you must know how to decipher the illusion in this painting Right?!"

Le Li was silent.

Jiang Xun reacted quickly.

To make Le Li, who has always been calm, lose his composure like this must be a matter of life and death that is difficult for him to make a decision.

Now, the situation has become clear that the source of the spiritual power of the "Hundred Ghosts at Night" in Xiyan Town is only tied to Le Ren.If you want to escape, you have to wait until the source of spiritual power is cut off.

In other words, either they will suffer passively, waiting for Leren to die of exhaustion; or they must find a way to make Leren unable to continue to convey spiritual power now.

Only Leli can do this.

——Since the dragon gate is invalid, Le Li may need to use his own paintbrush to draw a picture, fighting poison with poison, so that Le Ren will cut off his spiritual roots and no longer have the power to maintain the magic circle.

For a moment, Jiang Xun was shocked by his own thoughts. He hoped that he was just thinking too much, maybe he wouldn't be so cruel, but Le Li's expression was clearly telling Jiang Xun that his guess was correct.

In the short silence, rustling noises came from the depths of the alley, the mossy wall subtly raised the outline of a human face, and dozens of palms formed abnormal protrusions on the wall, and soon , the owner with one hand couldn't hold back, broke through the wall with a bang, and grabbed the back of Zhan Yi's neck with his thin and shriveled arm!

There was a sound of gold and iron.

Zhan Yi didn't move at all, his bones, skin and flesh were like iron forged by gods. The ghost's grasp with all its strength didn't even leave a mark on him.

Hearing the crisp sound of split nails behind him and the hoarse and painful wailing from inside the wall, Zhan Yi raised the corners of his mouth and pulled out the Ziwu Sword from his waist. , a pair of hands stretched out upwards, the angry roar tore through the fog, and the echoes swirled in the narrow alley.

Zhan Yi straightened his neck, clenched his fist, and there was a soft sound of metal colliding.

Facing the ghosts in the wall that kept crawling out, Zhan Yi showed no fear, and compared to his neat and clean movements, his voice was still as frivolous as ever: "... Yanhe, it's better to be here We can’t afford to make a decision beforehand.”