The wolf in the ark is running away desperately

"Painting all the mountains and rivers, painting everything, the beauty of this scenery can't beat her wish. It's fake. Are you willing to admit that her wish and existence are all fake?"

"........"

Xi was completely speechless.

She didn't expect the other party to become like that...

She seldom draws people with the touch of the eye, because... this is the first time she has witnessed that the fake of the touch of the eye will become completely real one day.

So.......she could only choose another method.

"Entering the painting...Experience the suffering of a lifetime as an ordinary person until death. During this period, it is forbidden to use any power. If you can do it, I will really teach you."

"........"

He was lost in thought.

"It's fine if you can't do it."

Suddenly disappointed in her heart, she wanted to leave here.

"If you don't wake up, please take me back."

He responded seriously.

"..."

Without turning around, she nodded slightly.

She didn't want the other party to see his expression at the moment.

Because her heart was beating a little...

Then... into the picture!

......Enclosed attic outside....

"A mirror, a lake, or a deep and far-reaching starry sky, once you draw a picture, you can't get rid of it, it is so powerful, she can draw thousands of life, let anyone stay silent in the painting and never wake up , Tsk... that little guy is going to suffer."

Nian who was eating Mala Tang smashed his tongue, and his expression became a little disgusted.

It doesn't matter if her sister is a squat at home, if that little guy is made to squat at home, who will pay for her meals from now on! ! !

No, even if she fights herself into the mausoleum, she will get the little guy out! !

"Calm down, husband, it's not so easy for him to be silent in the painting, it's okay to wait a little longer."

Muhuang hooked the wine bottle with one finger, and seduced the wine glass with the other hand. She sat on the edge of the roof with her legs overlapping, drinking sake lightly and enchantingly, with a charming and soul-stirring temperament.

"You call him your husband and still trust him so much, Xiaofeng, are you not afraid that you will be overly silenced in the painting by him, and you will be forgotten when you wake up?"

Squinting his eyes, Nian pondered for a moment, then asked Mu Huang beside him with a playful smile.

One after another, this little guy is really restless wherever he goes.

Before Mu Huang could answer, another voice sounded from below.

"The little monk believes in him. His sincere heart has survived thousands of hardships without being destroyed. Seeking and seeing him are all in his heart. If the benefactor can wake up, from now on, the knot in my heart may get the answer from him. .”

Saga clasped his hands together, his long black hair spread behind him, looking elegant and quiet, he just sat cross-legged and waited in front of the attic door.

"I don't have any ideas. If he really forgets, I will use my method to wake him up." A seductive smile appeared, and she drank a glass of wine, playing with the chant below: "You Say so, little novice?”

"Yeah, picture-in-picture, even a young monk in this world can't figure it out even after watching it several times."

Saga also nodded, looked at the distance from the attic, the small town below the mountain, and shook his head slightly.

The world in the painting, which was obviously destroyed, miraculously recovered after the war, and returned to its original appearance, and a few more terrifying and infiltrating residents were added to it.

In particular, unpredictable and strange scenes occur every day, making people completely confused about what happened.

In the end, if the mountain scenery in the style of ink painting in the distance has been completely realized, it is more real than reality....

Does this prove that all of this has something to do with that benefactor?

No.90 Four paintings in the pit, Xi's uneasiness.

"I will take care of him in this life, Xi, don't make trouble~"

Leaving a word, Li's phantom floating in the air sank directly into Renming's body, leaving only the corners of Xi's eyes jumping wildly.

"That's enough."

Sighing slightly, Xi rolled her eyes at the messy room full of scrolls, and began to tidy up the room.

In the previous battle, the precarious world in the painting was about to collapse in the battle between the two of them, but the blood of benevolence flowing in the painting made this broken world in the painting instantly become extremely firm, and even seemed to have a life of its own. All the same, start repairing the damage.

Li is the existence she drew in the finishing touch. As long as this world does not disappear, Li will be reborn the next day, provided that this world is not destroyed.

Of course, the world was not destroyed, and Li was resurrected.

When Li was resurrected the next day, she wanted to tell Renming the news, so that he wouldn't spoil his good mood by putting on a dead face in front of her.

In the end, Li used the excuse of teaching Renming to paint, and didn't want her to tell the truth, and she also wanted to teach Renming to paint, so she agreed.

What happened afterwards was like that, Ren Ming kept painting, and she kept teaching each other.

Fortunately, this is the world in the painting, and with enough time left for him, she can also be patient and teach him.

In a hundred days, although the other party's progress was slow, the accumulated experience and perceptions were increasing little by little. As long as he continued to hone his painting skills, he would become a real town-level painter in a short time.

It's a pity that there is still a lack of insight and experience to improve the painting environment. You must enter the dream and experience more life.

Fearing that the other party would not agree, she thought of using Li as an excuse to get the other party to promise.

The other party's answer made her very satisfied, and also made her very gratified...

But inexplicably, she also felt a little uncomfortable.

Especially after Li entered the dreamland in the painting he created for Ren Ming without authorization, this feeling became more and more obvious.

Forget it, there are too many distracting thoughts, it's better not to think about it.

It took a whole day to tidy up the messy house, and the paintings drawn by Renming were also put into the huge painting cabinet one by one. Only then did Xi realize that she had nothing to do.

"Ugh....."

Sighing again, Li chose to use painting to resolve the messy thoughts in his heart.

As for where to draw....

His eyes swept over Ren Ming who was sleeping on the pile of scrolls, and Li Yi had the intention of killing someone for a while.

Don't drool on the painting platform where my mother has been painting for hundreds of years! ! ! !

So Xi picked up the sword, trying to slap the opponent away forcefully, so that the opponent would roll to another place and fall asleep.

However, the moment before the sword hit his face, he stopped uncontrollably...

Mood, very dull.

"Forget it, I'll let you do the painting for now, I'll go to another place to relieve my boredom."

Talking to herself, Xi turned and left the attic.

Squeak...open the door.

"Hey, my rebellious and housebound sister is finally willing to come out to see your sister?"

"Snapped!"

There was a deafening sound of closing the door, and Xi returned to the attic and fell into deep thought.

What went wrong to make her original clean life become like this.

The door can't go out, the painting can't be painted, so what's the point of her being alive?

For a moment, Xi suddenly wanted to slump on the sofa and think about life.

Forget it, let's build a new painting table to paint, while she still has time to dream...

3 minute later...

The brand-new painting platform was created by Xi, and it is located next to Renming.

Next comes grinding.....

After the preparations were completed, Xi Zuo's picture scroll was unfolded, and he picked up the brush to prepare for painting.

Then....

"Li..."

A murmur sounded from the side, making the corners of Xi's eyes twitch slightly, and she couldn't help but stop when she just started drawing.

The purity was disturbed, and her pen.....scattered.

Throwing the picture scroll aside, Xi unfolded another one, intending to start from scratch.

Soon...

"The lady boss...is...where..."

Another whisper sounded from the side, making Xi Huahua's hand stop.

Her pen is scattered again!

Although the exquisite face remained unchanged from usual, a crossroad popped up from his forehead, which looked extremely obvious.

"call....."

Exhaling lightly, Xi planned to start painting again.

Calm down, she has to calm down, no matter how annoying the other party is, she won't be as annoying as her sister, just bear with it.

continue.....

【Ah! ! 】

Nian who was waiting outside the attic couldn't help but sneezed, then looked inside suspiciously.

Did you miss her?

It seems that she is quite cared about by her tsundere sister.

Rubbing his nose, Nian suddenly looked at Muhuang next to him, dragged his chin and asked strangely.

"Speaking of which, little phoenix, didn't you say that you would choose to sleep in the tomb of the Huang family all the time? Why are you in the mood to come out and mess around with your juniors now?"

Mu Huang didn't hide anything, but replied very casually.

"My family thinks that this new consciousness is worth cultivating. I woke up once, and then fell into a deep sleep. As for the complete awakening, it was not long ago. It can make the consciousness of another self almost collapse. The family is also very curious, ha ha ha, some time Get along and gain a lot.”

Speaking of this, Mu Huang seemed to think of something, her pink tongue licked her lips, her face flushed with satisfaction.

"how many times."

Looking at Muhuang's expression, Nian instantly understood, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"It's like this every day and every night. Except for being drunk,... At that time, two consciousnesses were fighting for it."

"Has it been like this for ten years in the painting?"

"That's right~"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you can eat quite well, aren't you afraid of indigestion? Well, I suddenly remembered my weak sister. I guess she would be tossed until she fainted when she first went into battle. I don't know if she can do it."

Jokingly speaking, Nian's eyes moved to the bottom of the roof, and his eyes seemed to go directly through the barrier of the wall, locking on the person in the room who was concentrating on painting.

With the opponent's small body, she must extract energy in that way if she wanted to be resurrected, otherwise she would not be able to bear the huge energy brought by the resurrection.

If she turned into a monster and couldn't paint, it would be the same as killing her, so she could only choose that way.

【….】

While painting, Xi looked at her broken pen, and more and more crossroads popped up on her forehead.

How can she concentrate on creating art when the pen is scattered again! !

"Fortunately, my body was seriously injured before, and my body also needs more supplements. Looking at it now, my family is really lucky. After all, this feeling is really wonderful, and I will never be satisfied."

A sickly flush appeared on her cheeks, and Mu Huang took a sip of wine forcefully, her tone becoming more and more intoxicated.

"Uh...probably."

A subtle expression emerged, Nian did not look at the other party.