After Princess Xuanxue came down from the mountain, the whole capital was in chaos.

It was the first time for the students in the academy to see the spirits summoned, and the room was packed to the brim.

Yuan Qi walked twice, and the soul-summoning talisman in his hand flew above Bai Sicheng, and ignited without fire.

But the people on the bed didn't move at all. The painting shook slightly, but everyone's attention was on Yuan Qi and Bai Sicheng, and no one noticed the abnormality in the painting.

"Okay ah?"

"What can you do at such a young age?"

"Little girl, stop pretending. No matter how many doctors come, he won't be able to do it anymore. I can't help but think about him."

Qi Sheng stared at Yuan Qi very worriedly: "Little Taoist Priest, how are you doing?"

After the soul-calling talisman was burned out, the paintings on the wall shook more and more violently, making a rattling sound, and a gust of wind blew in the room.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it. The student closest to the painting pointed at the person in the painting and said: "The person is moving, the person is moving!"

"Oh my God!" Everyone exclaimed, and the people in the painting started to move. The servants who were originally scattered around now gathered around a man and a woman.

The postures of the man and woman also changed, and they stood side by side, looking at the world outside the painting.

Qi Sheng walked over and pushed aside the crowd: "Get out of the way and let the Taoist Priest take a look!"

When the crowd saw this strange scene, they unconsciously stepped back to make way for Yuan Qi.

Yuan Qi pointed to the man in a long gown and said, "There is indeed something wrong with this painting. Did you see it? This man is Bai Sicheng."

Everyone watching the excitement felt incredible, especially Qi Sheng. He asked in a panic: "How to get him out?"

Yuan Qi formed a seal with his hands, and attacked with a burst of spiritual power. Following a burst of exclamation, he saw the world in the painting shake. The tiles on the eaves loosened and fell, the mountain also shook, and gravel rolled down. Two larger pieces of gravel also fell in the yard.

A barrier was placed on the painting, which shattered, and the sounds of the world in the painting also came out.

It was a fierce female voice: "Where did you come from, little Taoist priest, you dare to ruin my good deeds, see if I don't kill you."

The person in the painting could talk, which frightened many people. The students took a few steps back and stared at the talking woman in the painting warily.

Everyone could see clearly that a woman in the painting was pointing at Yuan Qi with an angry expression.

The man next to her also said: "I will never be separated from Zhuyun for the rest of my life, so please don't meddle in my business."

Qi Sheng was so anxious that he was afraid that Bai Sicheng inside wouldn't hear, so he shouted loudly: "Come out quickly, your body is dying!"

The woman in the painting is called Wen Zhuyun, and she protects Bai Sicheng and He behind her very forcefully: "As long as I am here, he can't die! Don't try to scare people!"

Yuan Qi said calmly: "Let Bai Sicheng go, and I will spare your life."

Her fingertips burned a cluster of small red lotus industry, and sent it to the front of the painting with spiritual power.

The people in the painting looked like a big fireball in the sky, which could fall down and burn them to death at any time. Those people gathered around Wen Zhuyun, and they were all very scared.

Even Qi Sheng was very worried and reminded Yuan Qi: "Little Taoist Priest, please be patient and don't burn Bai Sicheng to death."

The students watching the excitement also looked at Yuan Qi nervously, sweating for the people inside.

Yuan Qi didn't care so much. Now that the barrier was broken, she could rescue Bai Sicheng at any time. She wanted to see Wen Zhuyun's attitude now. She didn't know what Wen Zhuyun's purpose was in deceiving Bai Sicheng into it, but Wen Zhuyun was definitely not a kind person, and he deserved to die again. "If you don't come out, I will light a fire." The vitality directly lit up a corner of the painting.

The world in the painting burst into flames, and the mountains and forests were on fire, spreading quickly.

Wen Zhuyun didn't expect that Yuan Qi could really light a fire, and she was also very afraid of the fire. She felt her soul trembling. This was no ordinary fire.

She could only take Bai Sicheng to leave the world in the painting.

As soon as Bai Sicheng came out of the painting, his soul automatically returned to its place.

He opened his eyes and got up from the bed, ran to the painting and put out the fire with his hands.

But this is the red lotus karma fire, which cannot be extinguished at all.

Yuan Qi calmly stopped the fire and blew a breath on his fingertips. A corner of the painting had been burned. What was even more puzzling was that after the two of them came out, the people in the painting stopped moving and returned to the original state. position and movement.

The whole portrait seems to have lost its soul.

Wen Zhuyu was bad and scolded Yuan Yan: "I just came out, why did you destroy this painting? I have been living here for more than a hundred years. You have ruined her with the red lotus industry. ?”

Bai Sicheng realized that he couldn't see Wen Zhuyun. He circled around looking for her: "Zhuyun, are you still there? Where are you?"

In order to make things easier, Yuan Qi formed a seal with his hands and simply opened his eyes to everyone.

Wen Zhuyun is a very heroic woman, with sharp eyes and extraordinary aura. She does not look like a gloomy female ghost at all.

So much so that the academy students present mistakenly thought she was the fairy in the painting.

When Qi Sheng saw it, he asked Yuan Qi in a low voice: "Is this woman a ghost or a fairy in a painting? Why doesn't she look like a bad person?"

Everyone heard this and all looked at Yuan Qi.

Others said: "You are so young, you must not be accurate in judging people. Little Taoist Priest, I think you have wronged a good person. I think this fairy is a good person."

Yuan Qi put his hands on his hips angrily and pointed at Wen Zhuyun with his white little finger: "What do you know? If she is a good person, why would she steal Bai Sicheng's soul into the painting?"

Wen Zhujun said confidently: "I didn't kidnap him. There was only myself in this painting. He painted himself on it, and also painted so many servants, servants, and flowers. He looked at me day and night. , the soul entered the painting by itself, why should you blame me?"

Not to mention that Qi Sheng and the students felt incredible, even Yuan Qi also felt that this matter was strange.

Yuan Qi asked in confusion: "Bai Sicheng, why?"

Bai Sicheng looked very hurt. He stared at Wen Zhuyun and asked sadly: "Zhuyun, you said that I will never leave you for the rest of my life. How can you say that?"

Wen Zhuyun patiently explained: "Sicheng, I have said this, but when you entered the painting, it was indeed not forced by me. It was of your own free will. Have you forgotten?"

Yuan Qi could tell that Wen Zhujun didn't have that deep affection for Bai Sicheng, and there was still a bit of impatience and irritability between his eyebrows.

Yuan Qi is still not sure why Wen Zhujun did this, but she is sure that Bai Sicheng was not forced.

Bai Sicheng supports his chest in one hand to guarantee: "Bamboo, don't do this, what I said still count, I am willing to let you live in my body, I am willing to be loyal to you for a lifetime. , you can’t go back, just stay, I beg you.” (End of Chapter)