The Abnormal Life of the Summoner

Night fell.

The dense night sky will envelop the whole land with a dark stun. There are fewer and fewer people who dare to go out to the streets at night, even if they learn magic, they still dare not openly go to the streets.

Now that the night is getting longer and longer, everyone finds that even with the support of the magic system, facing this long night, they are still not at ease in their hearts, and they always feel that people have no backhand power in the face of the ultimate disaster.

Under the enchantment tree, the interior of the house is brightly lit, and the light shines on the enchantment leaves, and the leaves refract a brighter and softer light, making the entire hill and nearby areas get a warm light.

Under the shining of this light, the abstract painting on the drawing board once again made a mysterious call, and many ink creatures looked towards the top of the mountain in a certain direction.

In the mountains and forests, some passing ants also changed directions and walked towards the top of the mountain.

The enchantment tree saw a large swath of animals coming here, looking at the canvas, so it dropped a branch and reached out to Chen Xiaotang's bedroom window and knocked on the glass, waking Chen Xiaotang.

Chen Xiaotang was asleep, sleeping soundly. He heard the sound of knocking on the window, his small eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes to see the leaves.

"What's wrong, barrier tree?"

Chen Xiaotang rubbed his eyes, got out of bed and put on cotton slippers, standing next to the window wearing a white cotton velvet pajamas. He saw countless small animals focusing on the canvas. They all reached out to touch the canvas, but were stopped by the branches of the enchantment tree. , No animal successfully touched the cloth.

Seeing this scene, Xiaotang, who was originally sleepy, suddenly became sober and murmured: "Magic Mirror, you really are bad."

She opened the window, and the enchantment tree immediately paved the road with a few branches, allowing her to walk all the way to the enchantment tree.

Seeing Chen Xiaotang's appearance, the little animals gradually regained their empty eyes, and found that there was something wrong with them, and withdrew one after another.

The ink creatures shivered directly, and when they saw their creator appear, they all set their postures and made aggrieved sounds, indicating that they did not intend to approach the painting.

Chen Xiaotang calmed the restless public, walked a few steps to the front of the painting, picked up the paintbrush guarded by the enchantment tree, and looked mysteriously and solemnly at the abstract painting on the canvas.

The canvas was originally extremely abstract, but the paint moved on its own and became a flowing posture, approaching a real magic mirror every time it moved.

Looking at this piece of cloth, Chen Xiaotang noticed a very seductive temperament and tempted her to inquire about the magic mirror.

"Since you are not good, I can't keep you." Chen Xiaotang clicked on the canvas and swiped from the upper right corner to the lower left corner, and then from the upper left corner to the lower right corner, forming a big "x" sign.

But with these two strokes, the life of the canvas immediately issued a strong protest. The black cross was actually absorbed by the canvas, adding materials to his own paint, and perfecting the unfinished painting.

Draw by yourself!

Chen Xiaotang did not expect that the life of painting has the ability to draw paint by himself. It seems that the life of the magic mirror has taken shape. Although it is still a long time for Chen Xiaotang to use the final finishing touch to light its life, but now Chen Xiaotang wanted to deny its existence, so it had to improve itself on its own and was born with an incomplete body.

With two puffs, the drawing board moved in disorder, and the creatures in the cloth gradually turned into solid objects, and a metal frame was protruding from the canvas.

"Ah!" Chen Xiaotang backed away in fright, and the ink creatures next to him knew that Chen Xiaotang was in trouble, and they rushed up, using their paws to press the mirror back into the drawing paper.

But the ink life is composed of various pigments after all. When the magic mirror touches the ink life, it automatically absorbs their ink to perfect itself.

"Enchantment tree, pierce it!"

As a last resort, Chen Xiaotang ordered the destruction of the drawing board so that it could not be born.

The enchantment tree originally wanted to do this. It knew that this drawing board was made by Chen Xiaotang with a lot of effort. It would be very distressing if it was easily damaged, so it didn't take the initiative to destroy it.

Now that the enchantment tree heard Chen Xiaotang's sad voice, his heart was infected, arousing anger, and immediately drew a huge tree branch, a tree branch with infinite enchantment power that crossed the drawing board.

Boom!

The drawing board was blasted to the floor by the branches of the enchantment tree, and it burst into pieces of wood at the sound, and then turned into a ball of ink shredded tobacco, which floated into the air and disappeared.

The drawing paper was also vigorously penetrated by the branches of the tree, with a large hole in the middle.

The weird thing is that the drawing paper did not turn into ink and tobacco. Chen Xiaotang heard a cracking sound of the mirror surface. She blinked and saw more than a dozen broken glass mirror fragments and black pieces beside the canvas. Gold wire frame.

The surface reflectivity of the glass shards is very high. Chen Xiaotang only glanced at it and saw that his face was reflected in one of the largest broken lenses.

His soft face, white plush pajamas, and white skin all looked like a little man of the soul.

But Chen Xiaotang felt bad. The person reflected in the mirror made her feel terrified. She always felt that that thing was another person.

"Enchantment tree, explode it." Chen Xiaotang said in fear.

The enchantment tree lowered more branches, and the wind blew up, and countless branches bombarded the ground, and there was a muffled sound of hitting the ground, causing the parents' bedroom to light up.

The old parents opened the window and saw the enchantment tree beating the ground. They couldn't help but feel confused, thinking that the enchantment tree was crazy, but when they saw Chen Xiaotang standing there with a sad face, they knew that things were not easy.

They even forgot to change their pajamas, stretched out their hands and beckoned, the barrier tree lowered the tree bar and brought the old couple closer, and Chen Xiaotang released the cause of the riot just now.

At this time, the fragmented mirror surface had been shattered into dust. The dust was scattered in the soil, gathered little by little by the ink creatures, and piled into small powders in batches, asking Chen Xiaotang how to deal with this kind of thing.

Chen Xiaotang glanced at these shattered powders, and the sense of being called in his heart still didn't stop, as if there was a voice calling her, asking her to save it.

This is inside the barrier of the barrier tree, and the temptation from the outside is almost inaccessible, so the source of the mysterious sound must be this pile of fans.

"Burned." Chen Xiaotang ordered.

Facing the unknown, it is safe to burn it.

But after the fire was built, these dusty powders were peaceful in the fire~www.readwn.com~ There was no sign of charring, and they were even shining in the flames, shining abnormally.

In the ear, the voice calling for help still didn't stop.

At this moment, Chen Xiaotang finally felt that his abilities were dangerous. If there were no bug-level existences like the barrier tree to guard, God knew what would happen to the magic mirror.

"Why is this? I obviously just want to draw a mirror that looks at the distant picture." Chen Xiaotang threw into his mother's arms and said aggrieved.

"These powders can't be thrown out to harm others, let your brother deal with them, so as not to harm others." My mother also felt that these piles of magic mirror powders have a strange charm, as if looking at the piles of powders, she felt that she was the most beautiful in the world. woman.

But this kind of thinking is absurd. Mother Chen is not a three-year-old child, but a woman in her forties. She will not be arrogant to think that she is the most beautiful woman in the world.

"Yeah." Chen Xiaotang nodded.

Faced with things that cannot be dealt with, his brother can always find a way to deal with it.

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