Chapter 2868

In a flash, another three months passed.

Meng fan knew that he had gone a long way with his master.

Maybe, we are going to walk out of the Qinglong mountains.

Meng fan has never been to any place, but he has heard that he walked out of Wuzhen, crossed the high mountains, stepped into the Qinglong mountains, and then went through the Qinglong mountains all the way to the northeast. He met a huge city called taiyangcheng.

This city was an important military town of the great Qian empire.

It is said that there are tens of thousands of households in Taiyang city. The city wall is high, which protects the people. Because the north of Taiyang city is against the huoyun Empire, it is full of exotic customs, and there are all kinds of foreigners coming and going.

Meng fan is full of expectations for such a big city, but I don't know how long it will take to see this city. I don't know how far away it is.

Moreover, compared with going to the Sun City, Meng fan is more worried about the master's body.

In the past three months, the painter, who was originally of extraordinary bearing, seems to have contracted some kind of disease and often coughs.

These days, more serious, the painter's eyes full of fatigue, often walk a walk, will stop to rest, for this reason, the painter does not say, Meng fan dare not ask more, just try to help the painter carry more things.

This day, came to a rare clearing in the jungle, here is a gentle slope, the hillside is full of red and yellow wild flowers, there are many bees and butterflies flying, very beautiful.

The painter said to have a rest, Meng fan answered and immediately took down his painting tools and began to paint.

Over the past few months, Meng fan has developed the habit of starting painting as long as he stops. After painting all the scenery and people he can paint, he begins to paint what he imagines, including what he dreams of.

From the first picture of the woman in black armor and red cloak, holding a sword, Meng fan painted dozens of dreamlike scenes.

However, he did not know that his heroic woman in black armor and red cape was enough to make many warriors crazy, because once the heroic woman, her charm and martial spirit were fully understood, her martial arts would advance by leaps and bounds.

Even if you can't understand it, hanging in the main hall and watching it every day, it will be affected imperceptibly and has various benefits.

Meng fan himself did not know.

The first painting he drew, among them, was a powerful god named Meng Niuniu.

It's his granddaughter.

Meng's handkerchief suddenly opened his throat and covered his throat with some of his handkerchiefs.

The painter's expression is very plain.

"It seems that time is running out."

With these words, the painter laughed.

The divine world, the arcane Empire and the transcendental Dharma king are refining his body.

The Buddha world must be refining his spirit.

So his days are running out.

But he did not know why, from the bottom of his heart, some thanks to Xumi Buddha.

He couldn't help but recall that after breaking out of the divine world, he took Qingyao to a continent, where there were many small countries and small zongmen. In order to restore the realm, he directly refined the whole continent. If it was not for Qingyao's blocking, he would not care about how many living creatures there were on the mainland, and they all swallowed and refined.

For him at that time, the land was like a wild fruit, and it was a very small kind. It was not of great use to swallow it in one mouthful. In fact, it was better than nothing.

As for the living creatures on the mainland, the families of thousands of people, the towns of thousands of households, or the small country of hundreds of thousands of people, in his eyes, are even smaller than the ants.

It's not to say that the creatures are smaller than the ants.

But that one country, add up, is not as good as a mole ant.

When did he forget his original intention?

Maybe, after fighting the first son of chaos?

Maybe it was after FA Xiang and Tian Zhi Mei's body died?

Perhaps, after the chaos world, the achievement of heaven?

He forgot.

But now, he's got his heart back.

For this reason, he was very grateful to Xumi.

He has done everything he should and has given everything.

Enron's departure, become a legend, perhaps the best result.

"Master!"

At this time, Meng fan suddenly exclaimed, and his painting tools fell to the ground.

The painter put the handkerchief up and looked at it. At the bottom of the hillside, there was a charming and moving figure. He was fighting with a handsome but somewhat frivolous man. The women fought and retreated all the way. Several ancient trees were torn by their fighting power, and a lot of bark was dropped. Some ancient trees were even cut off directly by their waist.

This kind of scene, will young Meng fan frighten not light!

They are two great masters!The painter looked at the past and saw that the girl was really charming. Even if her eyebrows were frowned at the moment, she was also smart and lovely.

The man opposite him seems to be a little older, with a frivolous smile on his face all the time. He doesn't seem to use much strength to fight with a woman. It's more like playing.

The painter was stunned.

Why are these two people here and now?

It seems that in this virtual world, some small causes and effects have changed. For example, Meng fan's cowardice and the arrival of the painter have changed the whole virtual world.

"White water!"

The frivolous man waves with a smile: "you still recognize the good, you are not the opponent after all, don't wait for my man horse to arrive, you again admit defeat, that is not good-looking!"

Bai shui'er bit his lips and said, "Xu Xiu, shut up!"

Xu Xiu and baishuier's four palms collide fiercely. Baishui'er immediately lands with a backward somersault and takes several steps to stop.

Xu Xiu carried his hands behind his back and looked calm.

At this time, two people one after another, saw the painter and Meng fan on the hillside.

But soon they looked back.

Because they can see that the painter is an ordinary person, seems to be a sick seedling, and that young man, just a two-level body refining little guy, does not seem to have any fighting nature, it is not worth noting.

At this time, there were bursts of rushing sound in the forest. After a few breaths, a dozen bandit like men, riding several monster wolf, rushed out, and the wolf's mouth exhaled a wave of disgusting breath, around white water.

Bai shui'er is a master at his age. But Xu Xiu in front of him is the eighth level. The bandits around him are all on the fifth level.

A high sentence.

"Master..."

Meng fan calls nervously.

The painter nodded, one hand behind him, and walked slowly from the hillside.

But none of the people below who were fighting did not look at him.

The painter came to Meng fan's side and whispered, "at this time, will you think that if I have more strength, I can save that woman?"

Meng fan was so nervous that he looked at the painter in surprise and thought how could master be so indifferent at this time?

The painter went down step by step.

Meng fan instinctively wanted to stop the master, but he didn't reach out his hand or open his mouth. He was stubborn and stubborn in his heart. He gradually woke up, and made his legs seem to be unable to follow the master.

The painter came down step by step.

He picked up a branch.

A little bit into the void.

Yes, he's just an ordinary man. He's just a mortal. He doesn't step into martial arts at all.

But this did not delay him and control the vitality of heaven and earth.

This is the point.

Let Meng fan, as well as all the people under the hillside were dumbfounded.

It was a sunny day, suddenly appeared a piece of dark clouds, and then with the lightning speed, it began to rain.

"The ground is the paper, the rain is the ink, and the vitality is the pen. Today, master will draw a picture for you. It may be faster. You should have a careful look."

Said the painter.

The branch in my hand shook.

Meng fan's eyes brightened.

He saw it.

He saw the rain all over the sky condensed into thousands of sharp blades.

Then on the hillside, Xu Xiu and all the bandits, as well as the wolf in his crotch, landed on his head.

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