Cthulhu

Chapter 701 Dark Night Palace

Seeing this, Cheng Cheng's face paled instantly. He is not a bad person, and he doesn't know how to be compassionate, but these simple villagers really shouldn't suffer such a disaster. Thinking of Xue'er and the chief, he hurriedly jumped towards the cave halfway up the mountain Going up, once entering the cave, he shouted: "Xue'er, Xue'er, are you there?"

Entering the cave, I saw that the dancing flames in the cave had disappeared, and the only thing left was darkness, wrapping his body, and suddenly there was a sneak attack from the side, and Cheng Cheng threw a fireball, igniting the guy's whole body, unexpectedly It was a six-legged monster that burned into a pile of ashes in the flames. Through the light of the fire, Cheng Cheng could clearly see that the pile of white bones still covered with foam in the cave was obviously the chief's.

Endless anger burned in my heart instantly, and the hatred for these six-legged monsters reached the peak. Even such a small tribe in a remote corner, the six-legged monsters did not let them go. Xueer probably also died.

At this time, countless six-legged monsters rushed in from the entrance of the cave. It seemed that they found him entering the cave and wanted to block him to death.

Cheng Cheng happened to have a strong killing intent, and he cast water and fire magic at the same time. Water and fire do not blend together. The pair of forbidden magic of the two systems exploded immediately in the cave, and the rocks shot down the entire mountain. After shaking violently a few times, it collapsed immediately.

And Cheng Cheng flew out of the cave in an instant, took out the seven-star broken soul sword, and killed the six-legged monsters in the village. He really wanted to kill all the six-legged monsters now, and soon, thousands of six-legged monsters Swarmed into the village and surrounded him.

I saw that Cheng Cheng was besieged by six-legged monsters in the village, and he was still able to handle it with ease. The Seven-Star Broken Soul Sword turned into a giant sword nearly ten feet long, holding the hilt with both hands, and each sword cut out at least sixteen-legged monsters die.

Among the group of monsters, Cheng Cheng was like a wandering giant dragon, going back and forth to kill three in and three out. All the monsters were terrified by him, and they retreated continuously. The corpse of a foot monster.

Shooting into the air in an instant, Cheng Cheng cast several forbidden spells in succession, destroying the entire village, and all the monsters were buried in the village together with those bones.The grief and indignation in his chest still cannot be resolved. The civilization destroyed by these monsters has driven mankind to a desperate situation. If these monsters are not completely eliminated, there will be no peace for a day.

After completely eradicating the monsters in the village, Cheng Cheng rushed to the Dark Night Palace. The first priority was to save Si Lingyun, and then consider how to deal with the six-legged monster. If this continues, sooner or later, Dou Mo will become a monster from another plane Colosseum.

When I arrived outside the Dark Night Palace, Zhenzhen and Yan Sui had just arrived. Seeing him, Zhenzhen ran forward with great joy and said, "Brother Sheng, did you give the gift to Xue'er?"

"Yes." I didn't know how to answer Zhenzhen, so I had to lie again, but it was a white lie. If Zhenzhen knew that all the people in the Canggu tribe were dead, she would definitely not be able to accept it, so he only had Tell this lie.

"You don't look very well, are you sick?" Seeing his pale face, Zhenzhen asked a little nervously.

"No, you think too much. Brother Cheng is in good health." Cheng Cheng didn't bother with these issues, and immediately changed the subject and said, "Let's go, let's go to the Dark Night Palace first."

The Dark Night Palace is very grand, not much worse than the Jade Maiden City, but the atmosphere is a bit cold, it feels like the sun won't shine on this place, it's always gloomy like it's about to rain.When they came to the gate of the Dark Night Palace, they were blocked by a group of soldiers.

"Stop, who are you?" A general looked at the three of them and asked sharply.

"We are from Jade Girl Voice City. If we have something important to meet with the Queen of the Night, please let us know." Cheng Cheng would naturally act in a low-key manner and said politely to the general if he wanted anything from others.

"Jade Maiden City?" Now the reputation of Jade Maiden City is no worse than that of Dark Night Palace, so the general was a little surprised when they said they were from Jade Maiden City, and changed his cold and arrogant expression. Do you have any tokens? When we take the tokens to inform Her Lady Queen, if Her Lady Queen summons you, she will lead you in, if not, you will leave without delay."

Cheng Cheng didn't talk nonsense, he handed his token to the general, and then the general gave the token to a soldier, and everyone waited outside the hall, after about half an hour, the soldier came out and whispered to the general What, then the general turned around and said: "The queen promised to summon you, come in with me."

Seeing that the Queen agreed to see him and others, Cheng Cheng's heart finally fell to the ground. If the Queen of the Night refused to see him, he really didn't know what to do. It would definitely not work by force. After all, the strength of the Palace of Night There it is.

As the general walked all the way into the front hall of the Night Palace, the general said: "I can only lead you here, rest for a while, someone will come and take you to meet the Queen of the Night."

"Thank you, General." It's really not easy to see the Queen of the Night. Cheng Cheng guesses that even these generals have never seen the Queen of the Night's true face. Also, how can such a supreme existence be seen by everyone? ?

As soon as the general left, Cheng Cheng looked at the layout of the hall, it was very elegant and antique, especially the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, which were very eye-catching.

"Wow, brother Sheng, look at this painting is so beautiful." Zhenzhen came to the wall and looked at the autumn and winter landscape painting, which vividly painted the depression of autumn and winter, especially the waterfall that flew straight down, like It may break out of the painting at any time.

Cheng Cheng also admired the autumn and winter landscape painting, it is indeed a magical brushwork, I don't know which master it is from, nodded and said: "Never mind, this painting is very visually impactful, with distinct layers and clear lines. It is an incredible painting. Many good paintings."

"I heard from Mengya that brother Cheng can also draw, and he can draw very well?" Suddenly, Zhenzhen tilted her head and looked at Cheng Cheng, as if she wanted to get an answer from him.

Two black lines appeared on the forehead in an instant. Situ Mengya wouldn't tell Zhenzhen that she drew the body art picture for her, would she?Not ashamed?Presumably she was only talking about her painting skills, and she would never bring up such embarrassing things.

"Knowing a thing or two, it's not good at drawing." Cheng Sheng said modestly.

"Then can you draw so beautifully?" Zhenzhen is like a curious baby, maybe she still wants him to draw a picture.

Originally Cheng Cheng wanted to be modest and evade. After all, the most important thing now is to meet the Queen of the Night. These boring things are not of much interest, but a contemptuous voice came out. : "It depends on you, you want to draw such a picture, and you don't care about how much you have."

Looking away, I saw a woman coming out from behind the screen, dressed in a maid outfit, she could be the Queen of the Night at first glance, although this maid looks good, if the Queen of the Night looks like this, she will probably be defeated appetite.

Seeing the contempt on the servant girl's face, how could Cheng Cheng bear this tone? It would be annoying for him to be polite, but he would not swallow it, and said with a sneer: "In my opinion, this autumn and winter landscape painting is ingenious, but if you look closely, If you look at it, you will find that the lines are rough, and it is just a copied landscape painting, which I can do when I am five years old."

"You..." the maid turned pale with anger at his words. These paintings are the queen's favorite, but they turned into fakes when they came to him. Can you not be angry?He mocked: "It's copied, how many pictures can you copy, show me, you don't know how to make a draft if you want to brag, maybe you don't even know how much you own?"

"I'm not in the mood to argue with you here, we're here to meet Her Majesty the Queen." Cheng Cheng didn't have the mood to talk about painting with this girl, so he quickly changed the subject.

"You can also see Her Lady Queen, as long as you give me a three-point copy of the painting, I will take you to see Her Lady Queen, otherwise you can do it yourself." Take a look at the picture.

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"What about me? Who told you to overreach yourselves and insult the queen's favorite painting? This girl won't let you see the queen today, what can you do to me?" It seems that this girl is a bit arrogant, but it's just a sentence If he said that, he offended her.

"Okay, no problem. I've copied this picture countless times, so I'll show you a copy. With this drawing skill alone, I don't think the queen's vision is very good." There was no other way, Cheng Cheng had no choice but to satisfy this girl. Huan's wish, it is said that the king of Hades is easy to mess with little ghosts, that's the reason.

The servant girl obviously didn't believe that he could copy the autumn and winter landscape painting decently. This painting is extremely profound, and few painters in the world can copy it to a three-pointer. However, this man actually said that this real work is a fake, which made her very angry.

There are ready-made pens and inks in the living room. Cheng Cheng spread out the drawing paper and started to paint without even looking at the paintings on the wall. He splashed the ink and drew the lines like flowing clouds and flowing water. It seemed that he was making a painting himself, rather than copying it. .

In fact, Cheng Cheng had never seen such a painting before, let alone copied it many times, but he was just boasting.And this painting is indeed genuine, how can a fake be so majestic and majestic?If copying can achieve that state, it can also become vulgar.

(End of this chapter)