The wolf in the ark is running away desperately

The difference is that Nian is watching with his arms folded, examining every body movement of the giant beast with his eyes, while Xi is holding an ink pen and swaying on the drawing floating in front of him. .

"Looking at this little guy getting bigger and cuter, my hands are getting more and more itchy, oh, I really envy your ability to paint at any time, unlike me, if you want to mess around, you have to find a good place, so troublesome gone."

Turning his eyes away from Xi who kept painting, Nian sighed with feigned melancholy, but his eyes were full of banter.

"Don't talk, I don't have time to talk to you now."

Xi Xi waved the ink pen, her eyes gradually became sharper.

One stroke at a time, one dot at a time, the temperament is majestic and majestic, as if its own existence is completely integrated with the scroll, and it has participated in the magnificent battle above.

"It's rare to see you painting so seriously. If this finished product is thrown out, the royal relatives and the big families will probably fight to the death because of you. Tsk tsk, you are also a sinful guy, right? You are lonely. ghost."

Tapping his palm with the iron ruler in his hand, Nian looked thoughtfully at the pool of blood where Renming had been lying before.

The breath of blood stained the painting, and gradually eroded the world in the painting. If you ignore it, the world in the painting will completely lose control.

And Xi, who is the master of this world, should have noticed it too, but she ignored it. It seems that she also knows what the end point of the little guy's growth is.

"........."

Xi ignored it and continued to paint.

"Forget it, since you're so serious, I'm not interested in bothering you anymore. Remember to exchange ideas with this little guy in the world of the painting after the fight, and it can be regarded as fulfilling his wish. Alas... really False and false, this little guy is too similar to you."

Ignoring Xi's next reaction, Nian boiled the space into a vortex of flames and walked away.

"......"

Xi took out a deep breath, her brushstrokes became sharper, and she was completely silent in the painting.

She has now given up life and death, and everything else, only to paint the most visible picture scroll, and nothing else.

.........

Light guns made of thunder and lightning fell like raindrops, but when they hit the bloody crystalline bone spurs, they disappeared as if they had fallen into a quagmire, as if what they attacked was just an illusion.

However, the Qilin old man didn't think so. He could clearly feel the fluctuation of his own power attacking the opponent's feedback.

It was torn apart, swallowed, and became a part of the opponent's body.

The giant beast didn't move, it just flew in the sky and looked at the old man, but the all-pervasive attack spread out from the surrounding space, driving the old man into a dead end several times.

The blood thorn crystals suddenly appeared in the hollow, piercing towards the old man's limbs, the speed was so fast that it was hard to guard against.

The body was wrapped in lightning, flashing at a speed exceeding the speed of sound. The old man raised his hand and swung it down at the giant beast.

Purple thunderclouds gathered in the sky, forming a strange shape, and the entire sky was covered, making people breathless and gloomy.

boom! ! !

The thunder and lightning struck down, carrying the aura of destroying everything.

However, before encountering the giant beast, he was attracted by the wings of six rays of light.

next moment....

Wonderful scenes appeared, such as falling into the instant glass, the lightning shattered instantly, disintegrated and dissipated in the space.

"Lei Fa is an awe-inspiring and righteous thing that specializes in overcoming evil. It was effective before, but now it is swallowed. This shows that you are not a human being, nor a god. What kind of alien are you? Have you completely turned into the deep sea?!"

Although his face was old, his eyes were extremely clear. The old man stared at the magnificent and strange giant beast in front of him, and his tone carried the vicissitudes of life and the dignity of facing an enemy.

If he felt right, the force just now...was time? ! !

His lightning was not swallowed, but disappeared over time before touching the opponent! ! !

Not only that, but there is something interfering with his lightning, which cannot be caught by the naked eye at all...

What is that kind of thing? !

In addition, the old guy from the observatory said that the other party is capable of destroying the existence of the entire Terra Continent, and must be treated with care, otherwise Dayan will definitely suffer.

ridiculous! ! !He has been aboveboard all his life, and he has subdued many remnants of gods. How could he be afraid of this kind of thing? ! !

Standing behind him is the entire Great Yan, and the thousands of people of Great Yan have never feared any ancient things or gods! ! !

"Look?...you can't understand anything!!!."

The giant beast did not speak, but the low roar echoed in the surrounding space.

"Old man, I don't need anyone to teach me what to do. What are you?"

With a frown raised, the old man Qilin cursed directly, angrily yelling at Ren Ming.

"You intend to make the gods pay for Dayan, destroying Xi's scroll many times, scolding her for not understanding the sufferings of the world, scolding her for not eating the fireworks in the world, and even scolding her for conniving your brothers and sisters to behave mischievously in the world, what are you!! !"

The furious roar suddenly echoed in the sky, the giant beast slowly opened its eyes wide, and the scarlet pupils were filled with flames.

"This old man has spent his whole life working for the stability of the people of Dayan. He has no complaints or regrets, just because this old man was born in Dayan! He is a man of Dayan! You foreigner who knows nothing!"

The old man Qilin also responded angrily, the lightning gathered in his hand, and the purple lightning gradually turned golden.

It doesn't matter if he exhausts his life with all his strength, he will definitely bring the opponent back to Dali Temple to obey the law! ! !

"Why don't you understand? In the past, the real dragon spent his life fighting against the Great Yan for tens of thousands of people, but now? In the royal family, brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters, but brothers and sisters, are fighting for power until the Chixiao Sword screams endlessly. The princes have ghosts in their hearts. , The evil gods are waiting for the opportunity, and the Great Yan Jiangshan Sheji is also in danger. Tell me, who is responsible for this! Is it the gods who do not eat the fireworks of the world, or the people's hearts are running around for profit, is it the gods, or yourselves, Dali Temple You idiot, is this the justice you have been pursuing all your life?!!!"

The palm of the beast was photographed, and the ink was stirred in the space. For a moment, all kinds of fantasy and rare beasts appeared, forming a thousand wonders and gathering towards the old man.

"Sharp-toothed brat, shut up for the old man!!"

Startled, the old man's face turned gloomy, angrily reprimanding the giant beast.

The thunder and lightning converged and torrential in the space, just like thousands of rivers, the power created by it annihilated all corners of existence.

The other party said how could he be ignorant, but he was powerless and couldn't control the situation of Dayan at all, because he was not a chess player, but a martial artist who was driven by the chess player...

"It's you who shut up! It's not that the gods don't understand everything without eating fireworks, but they understand the complexity of the human heart better than anyone else!!!"

"The verbal dispute is meaningless! I can win the old man and I will say it!!!"

"Weak! You can continue to escape!!!"

The thunder light collided with the blood light, completely reflecting the entire world in the painting.

At the same time, Xi draws the last stroke and redraws it again.

Painting is over! !

This painting was the answer she wanted.

Chapter 93 From the Clumsy Mountain

The scattered scrolls filled the entire room, and there was no place to settle down. The thick ink lingered in the nose, almost making people faint.

However, Xi is very used to the smell here, because for thousands of years, only the smell of ink can reassure her, make her clean, let her completely abandon all tedious chores, and concentrate on painting.

But now, it was not she who caused the strong ink smell, but another person, which made her feel complicated.

From the very beginning, the other party's strange painting style and ink painting style were completely different, and the things drawn made Xi's blood pressure rise.

Why are the two curves on the chest drawn so realistically, as well as the eyes, limbs, and buttocks? !

What she wants is a painting, a painting from the heart, not a line tainted with too many worldly desires! ! !

Fortunately, the other party realized her mistake and repented, and painted according to her teaching method again, which made her calm down for a while.

first day.......

The other party started to build a style of painting with brush and ink again, but the things drawn were horrible.

And she also reprimanded the other party all day.

the next day.....

The drawings drawn were still horrible, and she still chose to reprimand them.

Fortunately, the other party has a good heart, and she did not show impetuousness after being reprimanded for a long time, which also allowed her to bear her temper and continue to teach the other party.

On the third day, the fourth day, and even a month later, the painting drawn by the other party still cannot be seen directly.

In the end, this situation lasted for half a year....

This made her want to give up teaching the other party to paint for a while.

Because painting cannot be achieved by hard work, it is a state, a comprehension, a witness to the prosperity of the event, and a deep-rooted memory in the soul, which finally creates a real existence.

The appearance is just floating clouds, without the finishing touch, otherwise everything drawn is illusory.

"You are not suitable for painting, give up, just help grind the ink, I will draw her with the pen."

She persuaded, and didn't want to continue to reprimand the other party.

"She wanted to see the scenery, so I wanted to paint it for her."

The other party replied, his eyes were calm, but gloomy.

"........"

She couldn't speak, because she remembered the prayers Li passed away to her.

[I... I never wrote a pen myself. 】

[Because if I want to paint in my life, I can only paint, ahem, my hometown]

You obviously can't remember anything...

[Yeah, even if I think about it, I don’t remember anything except the name "Poshan Town". 】

[There are no good memories there, but I always dream about it.Dreaming of many...hometowns.You said, where do you want to go back to in your life? 】

(Yeah, where do you want to go back to in your life, and where should she go back?)

(The big dream is about to wake up, so live for a while...)

【Can you help me draw Napo Mountain Town? 】

Once, I drew for her...

At this point in her thoughts, she was a little confused and lost.

So she asked each other.

"Have you ever seen thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and traveled thousands of scenery."

"Not enough."

"Have you ever worn the skin of your feet, fainted from hunger, and walked through this wasteland where corpses and starvation are everywhere. What you heard, saw, and understood were all tragedies."

"Never... seen."

"Have you ever seen thousands of partings, and every time you recall it, it's a pity."

"Never... experienced."

"The flowers on the fence, the rice lotus in the countryside, the hawthorn in the forest, the well at the entrance of the village, the threshold made of stones, the bricks and tiles on the beams, the soil on the wall, how many times have you seen it, thousands of times, a thousand times, A hundred times, do you deeply...remember them?"

"No."

"You can't even remember the simplest strokes, so tell me, how on earth are you going to completely integrate her cherished memories, memories, and everything you have touched in life into the finishing touch, and paint her completely! "

"I......"

Ren Ming's voice trembled.

For a while, he suddenly felt a little sore in his heart.

He suddenly understood how many vicissitudes and witnesses were contained in what Xi said...

Just like Nian, even if the other party chose to escape, he had his own persistence in the end.

"Enough, you give up."

Xi was a little disappointed, and sighed softly.

"I will witness! Until I draw her! No matter how many years, I will draw it!"

He answered resolutely, his eyes were calm but with inexplicable emotion.

"As a person in the painting, you can no longer distinguish between illusion and reality."

Xi was at a loss for words for a while, and said the words she least wanted to say.

Obviously she has acknowledged the other party's determination, but why is she still resisting the other party's behavior?

Obviously wanting to teach the other party to draw the most suitable picture scroll, but why...she is afraid?