"My retribution is not urgent, little brother, this is an old painting from the past, please correct me a little bit more..."
Although Bai Xianye spoke lightly, the look on his face had already become serious. He no longer looked at the unfinished portrait of Yan Shuang, but took out another scroll and unfolded it toward Qian Chao.
After he understood what Qian Chao had drawn, he also understood what would happen to him if he didn't stop this boy. It would really be retribution, so this thin boy must die!
The beauty picture just now was just a small vertical scroll, but what he took out now was a long scroll with a horizontal scroll.
The scroll has not been fully unfolded, only a small part has been unfolded, and it can already be seen that this is a freehand ink landscape painting:
There are black clouds on the top of the mountain, three thousand evil waters below the mountain, the mountains and cliffs are full of bones, and the trees are crowded with swords and guns... What a gloomy and sinister scene!
Not only that, when staring at this painting, not only do my eyes feel numb, but there are also waves of echoes in my ears:
There are continuous cries in the clouds and mists, tigers roar in the mountains, weeping everywhere where the wind passes by, and the sound of water is filled with sorrow and resentment!
As the scroll continued to be chopped open, Bai Xian also kept changing the techniques in his hands.
Qian Chao looked at the slowly unfolding landscape scroll, with blue light shining in his eyes. This scene shocked Bai Xian again. What kind of magic was that? I had never heard of any magic. As someone who casts spells with his eyes, is it possible that this kid is also proficient in illusions?
While thinking about it, Bai Xian also tightened his grip.
The long landscape scroll was halfway unfolded, and at this time Qian Chao had almost understood the painting clearly: Seeing this painting, he suddenly remembered the Yiming Pavilion in Ruixuan Town, where he saw the painting. The first painting he came to was also a landscape painting. There were five elements of runes hidden in the painting. The subtlety of the runes embedded in it opened his eyes. And that painting was just a painting, with a lonely artistic conception. As for the hidden meanings hidden in it, The runes are just a game for the painter;
But the landscape in the painting in front of him is different. The hidden runes in it are obviously composed of several magic circles. After Qian Chao's identification, he can already see a few of them, either hiding wind and thunder or sealing the beast soul. If this guy is completely Unfolding the scroll and fully unleashing the power contained in the painting, Qian Chao felt that it would be an extremely troublesome matter. The situation at this time was chaotic, so it would be better to cut off the beast as soon as possible.
I can’t tangle with this guy anymore!
Of course, when Qian Chao saw the painting, he also wanted to take it away from him and go back to study it carefully.
At this time, the long landscape scroll had been unfolded more than half. Qian Chao was looking at the painting. He felt a faint cold wind blowing from the scroll, mixed with the slight fishy smell. Qian Chao secretly sighed: If this painting is really the boy opposite, If you have such means, why not go on the right path but go further and further down the wrong path?
Then the pen in Qian Chao's hand lightly tapped twice on the portrait of the person in front of him, and finally added the eyes of the person in the painting.
"Brother, why don't you do this? I admire your paintings, and you can also take a look at mine. I'm not very talented, so I don't know if this painting can be as discerning as my brother's!"
After saying that, the piece of paper in front of Qian Chao floated up, and then slowly turned over to face Bai Xianye!
What... Bai Xian was also suddenly shocked...Has that boy finished painting?
Can not look!
In other words...he didn't dare to look!
He thought that what Qian Chao used was the so-called soul-painting technique. After the portrait was completed, as long as the person being painted took a look at it, it would be too late!
Therefore, he just lowered his head and kept changing his techniques to completely unfold the long landscape scroll to deal with Qian Chao, without daring to raise his eyelids at all.
Unfortunately, Qian Chao's painting technique is not Bai Xianye's. Whether he looks at it or not, Qian Chao can deal with him. In fact, based on the methods Qian Chao knows now, in the world of spiritual practice, if his mind is evil, he must be a more sinister and sinister person than Bai Xian. In terms of methods, Qian Chao He knows far more than he does.
The long landscape scroll is about to be completely unfolded!
"Haha, brother, let's take a look!"
Qian Chao knew what Bai Xian was thinking, so after saying this, he released the hand gestures he had made...
Bai Xian also suddenly felt a breeze blowing from his back, and then he felt cold and trembling all over his body... No! It wasn't blowing from behind him, but... Bai Xian was also suddenly shocked to realize that the gust of wind just now was actually blown out of his body. There was no wind at all. If there was wind, why did he wear his clothes just now? Don't move, your hair won't grow!
Then... what happened just now!
Bai Xian was also shocked, but now the cold feeling on his body was very real, and it made his whole body tremble slightly...
What method is this?
Could it have something to do with that boy's painting?
Bai Xian's hand has also stopped. His ten fingers have become increasingly numb, and he can no longer accurately perform the hand gestures. This is also an important reason for his fear.
Finally, he raised his eyes and looked at Qian Chao.
At the same time, he also saw the piece of paper hanging next to Qian Chao...
The self in the painting, well, is indeed very similar to himself, but when it comes to his brushwork, Bai Xian feels that he is still ahead of this boy when it comes to painting, but in a short period of time, this boy can paint himself as well as It is also very rare to be so expressive.
Baek Hyun in the painting is looking calmly at Baek Hyun outside the painting, their eyes facing each other. There is also a woman in a red dress with her back in the painting. As Baek Hyun is also staring at the painting, she is slowly looking at it. turned around...
"No……"
Bai Xian also said a word in fear, desperately trying to shake his head away and stop looking, but no matter how he turned his head, his eyes kept looking at himself in the painting... and the red figure.
A faint shadow came out of Bai Xianye's body, and then was absorbed into Qian Chao's painting. Suddenly, Bai Xian in the painting became more vivid!
"You...what did you do to me!"
Bai Xian also suddenly felt empty. This was not due to a loss of spiritual energy, but because he suddenly felt exhausted and extremely depressed.
"Brother, destroy the portrait you painted of Miss Yan Shuang, or I will let you go!" Qian Chao said coldly.
As early as the first time he saw Bai Xian's painting of Yan Shuang, Qian Chao could tell that even if he stopped Bai Xian, otherwise he would continue to paint, but the painting would always cause harm to Yan Shuang. This evil The art of painting a soul is different from the ordinary art of painting a soul. In an ordinary art of painting a soul, one only needs to grab the painting and destroy it, but Bai Xianye's method is obviously more clever. As long as he puts down the pen, as long as what is drawn is Yan Shuang , he can use this to cast a spell and make Yan Shuang suffer a lot.
Therefore, Qian Chao didn't dare to be forceful after seeing the portrait written by Bai Xianye, so he used similar methods. What he wanted was to restrain this guy and then let him destroy the portrait himself.
The trouble should end it.
"Boy, what are you doing?" Bai Xian asked as he opened his hand, and the unfinished portrait of Yan Shuang came into his hands.
"The art of drawing souls..."
"Nonsense! That can't be the art of painting souls. Don't lie to me. Speak quickly, otherwise..."
When he said this, Bai Xian also grabbed Yan Shuang's portrait with both hands.
"If I exert any force, Yan Shuang will die, didn't you tell me?"
Qian Chao shook his head: "Brother, why is this necessary..."
Then, an astonishing scene appeared. In Qian Chao's painting, the woman in red actually stretched out two white phosphorous bone hands and cut off the arms of Bai Xianya in the painting from behind, and then a The fleshless skull face suddenly came close to Baek Hyun Ye’s neck in the painting and bit it!
At the same time, in front of Qian Chao, Bai Xianye's arms turned out to be the same as in the painting. His arms suddenly folded behind his back, his head tilted sideways, and a gray tooth mark appeared on his neck!
"Brother, I will give you one last chance to destroy that painting, otherwise..."
At this time, not far from these two people, the white-haired and slovenly Sang Tingshuo also heard everything about what happened to Bai Xianye. It seems that the man surnamed Bai is suffering a loss now. With Sang Tingshuo's Means against Qian Chao... The old man looked in the direction of Qian Chao with his turbid white eyes, but then shook his head. Although his means were powerful, for Qian Chao, they could only shock him and kill him. Death was difficult, so the old man made up his mind to wait and see what would happen.
"Wait..." Bai Xian finally panicked!
At this time, his back was bone-chilling, as if he was carrying a piece of ice on his back. His arms were tightly tied behind him, and he couldn't move at all. There was a sharp pain in his neck. Although he couldn't see anyone, it felt like Someone is biting there with his teeth, and with just a little more force, he can make the blood flow from his vital parts. Under such a situation, Baek Hyun is really about to give in!
Sang Tingshui, who was not far away, frowned and secretly wondered why this pretty boy was so worthless. Even if you destroyed the portrait as the boy said, would he let you go?
Staring at Bai Xianye, the tooth-white light flashed in his cloudy eyes. Sang Tingshuo's idea was that since you can hurt Yan Shuang but are restrained from doing anything, you want to do bad things instead... I'll just do it... Help you!
Bai Xian also suddenly roared, and the facial features on his face were extremely distorted. His originally handsome face suddenly became extremely ferocious. His face suddenly turned gray, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and the flesh on his cheeks trembled. He trembled, as if he had seen something horrifying before his eyes. His whole body was shaking violently, and he kept saying "uh-uh" in his mouth.
Qian Chao was also shocked. What was going on? He didn't do anything. That was...
Then Qian Chao saw Sang Tingshui not far away, and saw that the old man's eyes were flashing with frightening white light like bones, staring straight at Bai Xianye!
Oops!
Qian Chao was shocked and furious. He waved his hand at Sang Tingshui and used his most powerful spiritual weapon... "Eight-foot Peck"!
As mentioned before, Sang Tingshui was originally a foundation-building monk. He only fell down the level after being seriously injured. Even if he does not have the cultivation and methods of a foundation-building monk now, Qian Chao's methods are even "eight". No matter how powerful "Chipei" is... it is not easy to hurt him. The spear-like shadow of "Bachipei" brushed past Sang Tingshui's body, and Sang Tingshuo was dodging the money tide. When attacking, bone-white light flashes in both eyes!
With a "poof", blood suddenly spurted out from Bai Xian's mouth, staining the portrait of Yan Shuang, and there were two blood spots in the eyes of Yan Shuang's portrait that had not yet been touched... Like blood pupils!
And just as the blood point fell into the chaos over there, Qian Chao suddenly heard Yan Shuang's scream!
Oops!
"Haha...!" Sang Tingshuo laughed, ignoring Qian Chao, and rushed towards Yan Shuang!
And Baixian was also like crazy, his arms were gradually trying to escape from his back!
It's a step too late...
Damn it!
Qian Chao used a trick, and the woman in red in his portrait bit down hard!
"ah……!"
During the long scream, blood spurted out from Bai Xian's neck. Then, following the violence of the woman in red in Qian Chao's painting, blood spurted out of Bai Xian's body outside the painting, and he was swaying. fell down.
And the portrait of Yan Shuang was grabbed by Qian Chao. To save Yan Shuang, this painting was the key thing!
