My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 35 The Man in the Picture

This sudden change made it difficult for both parties present to calm down.

Li Lingzhi opened her mouth, wanting to call out, but felt that she had no strength left.

As a member of Fu Yaosi, she can understand what Zong Fu did back then.

If demons harm people, then kill them; if demons are good at deceiving people, then don't listen to them.

The bloody examples of countless predecessors are displayed, telling them that they must firmly believe in the belief that "demons are the enemy" in order to continue walking.

But now...

How did it come this far?
And who is wrong?

What exactly is correct?

She couldn't think of an answer.

He simply turned his eyes away, not looking at the corpse still tightly bound by green algae, his eyes were moist.

The same confusion also appeared in Jiang Yuehan's heart, but he didn't show it.

But he heard a voice that Fu Sulan couldn't believe came.

"How dare you, how can you... I haven't settled the accounts with you for the past 20 years, how dare you..."

She slumped on the throne, as if she lost all her strength in an instant.

Fu Sulan got to this point by relying on the word "revenge".

Now that the drama has not yet ended, the only audience has already died here.

Suddenly, unwillingness and resentment emerged together.

She murmured for a while, then suddenly raised her head to look at Zong Fu, eyes full of resentment.

"Do you think I'll let these people go if you're dead and you can't see them anymore? No, never!"

The green algae rolled up and kept shrinking inward, strangling the gradually aging body.

Fu Sulan sat up, her long hair fluttered behind her, and her two pupils were gradually filled with thick black.

She turned her eyes and looked at the platform.

The maid who was chosen by "good luck" was trembling all over, with tears and snot streaming down her face, and she kept struggling.

"No, I don't want to die, let me go! Please let me go..."

Seeing the water flow, it is necessary to pull it out of the platform.

Suddenly, a dozen or so long leaves came from below, encircling the maid's body.

The maid cried, loudly.

"Help me! Please help me..."

Jiang Yuehan looked calm, controlled the lily leaf, and pulled with the force in the air.

However, he felt that the power of the water flow was incomparably strong, and his spiritual power was consumed rapidly.

"I come!"

Li Lingzhi said the word, the man had jumped into the air, and he was slashing on the water with all his strength with his gun.

As soon as the water flow stopped, the long leaves wrapped around the maid immediately pulled her back with all her might.

Fu Sulan watched this scene with a daze appearing on her face.

But in the next second, this trance turned into anger visible to the naked eye.

"Are you in a hurry to die?"

The water rioted in the audience, like a snake, rushing towards Li Lingzhi who was nearby.

Li Lingzhi's complexion changed, and she hurriedly backed away.

Jiang Yuehan also controlled Lily Ye to rush forward to help her block the water flow.

The two collided, and the lily leaf shattered.

The water has rushed to Li Lingzhi's eyes.

Li Lingzhi could even feel that the tyrannical power contained in the water flow seemed to tear her apart in the next second.

dying!
Such a thought appeared in Li Lingzhi's mind, but suddenly, a strange force appeared.

The water flow in front of him stopped strangely, maintaining the shape of the previous second without changing.

Li Lingzhi immediately exploded in speed, retreated for a while, and arrived at Jiang Yuehan's side.

Then, look up.

A picture scroll slowly unfolded in the air, and the brilliance flowed on it, so that all the non-biological objects present were forced to be fixed, and there was no change.

painting……

Li Lingzhi turned her head sharply and looked at Jiang Yuehan.

"This is?"

Jiang Yuehan blinked.

"Maybe, my master is helping..."

His words stopped slowly after the scroll was fully unfolded.

Isn't this the first time he painted his own master in the small shop?
He remembered that at that time, when the master evaluated the painting, his expression was very reluctant.

...so this painting, is it intended to reveal itself?

In Jiang Yuehan's heart, a sense of shame emerged involuntarily.

There's even an urge to go up and stop it from unfolding... no, wait.

This painting... seems different!

On the other side, when Fu Sulan saw that the picture scroll that appeared suddenly restrained all her means, Fu Sulan immediately became angry.

His body was full of momentum, and he wanted to regain control of this side's world and water spirit.

However, he gradually realized that this world was covered with a strange power, which was lifeless and full of vitality.

It's completely different from the world she was in just a second ago!
What kind of powerful force can use the world created by oneself to cover the world of reality?
Fu Sulan didn't know, she didn't even dare to think about it!
Seeing that the scroll is gradually fully unfolded, the eyelids of the woman lying on her side move slightly, as if she is about to open.

Fu Sulan was shocked.

Don't let her wake up, once the woman in this painting wakes up, she will have no chance of winning!

Such a thought flashed by, and Fu Sulan's figure had already moved from the throne to the front of the scroll.

The long hair danced behind him, like countless long snakes, rushing towards the scroll, trying to smash it into pieces.

But there was a sigh, and a pair of white and slender hands stretched out from the painting.

He didn't see any movement, just casually, touching the hair tip of the attack.

The fluttering long hair quickly receded and fell back behind Fu Sulan, falling quietly.

Fu Sulan was stunned for a moment, then became ruthless, gathered strength in her hands, and grabbed the scroll.

She deliberately avoided the hands that stretched out the scroll, aiming at the side of the scroll.

After all, it is a painting, as long as you tear it apart, you can bring everything back under your control!

She touched the edge of the scroll, but was unable to tear it off.

Because the person in the painting has opened his eyes.

Pure white light spread from the scroll to the surroundings, and the night sky seemed to be illuminated.

Look at the scroll again.

There are fairy music and faint, and there are fairy shadows.

It seems that there are all kinds of scenes, and it seems that there is nothing to see.

If you have to find an appropriate word to describe it, it is probably, fortunately, to see a beautiful dream.

At this time, the person in the painting slowly walked out of the dream.

Fu Sulan's eyes widened, she looked at the person in front of her in disbelief, her thoughts stopped suddenly.

Painting the Tao can turn the painting under the brush into reality, so... what about people?
As if understanding what she meant, the corners of the lips of the person in the painting curled up into a smile, and his figure drifted towards him.

Fu Sulan's whole body was stiff and she wanted to retreat, but she felt a force confining her body.

The person in the painting lightly raised his hand and landed on her face, his lips opened and closed, as if he had said something, but Fu Sulan couldn't hear a word.

The sound in the ear faded away, the tip of the nose seemed to smell like flowers, Fu Sulan's eyes closed slowly.

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The heavy rain was vigorous, and it was painful to hit the body, and it was difficult to open the eyes.

16-year-old Fu Sulan was soaking wet, walking step by step through the muddy and roadless mountains.

I was going out for an outing in the city with someone, and I didn't want to encounter a heavy rain and be separated from others.

The road ahead is unknown, and I feel anxious.

"Pfft!"

Her feet slipped, and Fu Sulan fell to the ground, rolling twice, tears streaming down with the rain.

Someone, come and save her...

But heard the inquiry.

"Girl, are you okay?"

　Ask for collections, ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets!
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(End of this chapter)