: Fanwai: Be pampered! Heavenly girl 172

It was also the soft sound that woke up the fog from the slumber.
She just opened her eyes and saw the hidden face of the hundred miles.
Moreover, she can clearly feel that the hundred miles of fog are looking at the painting on the table.
She was nervous, and she took the hand of pulling snow and cold.
"Snow is cold, here is not a black scorpion secret?"
Xue Yihan holds the Chaos baby tightly and protects him in his arms. "Maybe! I am not sure."
At this moment, the hundred miles of fog hidden out of the hand...
His hand trembled a little as his hand fell on the drawing axis that suddenly appeared on the table.
this is……
People in the painting...
He didn't open the picture, but he sipped it under the nose...
The fog was so scared that she was half-dead, because she felt the hidden face of her face in front of her, and she could even feel the faint breath of the hundred miles.
The hundred miles of fog slightly wrinkled the eyebrows, and the person in the painting had already been used, and he smelled the smell of the little girl.
In addition to her, there is the icy cold that the king can't ignore.
He coughed a little and put the person in the picture down, then asked himself as if he was talking to himself.
"You come to me, is there anything?"
Mingwuyan looked around and found that there was no other person except this place.
What does it mean that the hundred miles of fog are hiding from talking to them?
Xue Yihan was silent for a while, then put the palm of his hand on the underground of the world of painting, and a sacred voice was transmitted. "Will you paint clothes? Draw two clothes."
The hundred miles of fog received the voice of the king of the king, and I was amazed, but I still took out my own brush, hesitating to open the picture, or not to open it!
The barbarian wants something bad, let him draw two pieces of clothes.
Difficult, are they not wearing clothes to draw?
Thinking of this, he coughed fiercely.
After coughing for a while, he quickly said: "This painting may be a painting person! You can't wear the clothes you paint."
"Since you know the people in the painting, can you still know other things about the people in the painting?" Xue Yihan quickly asked.
Speaking of it, he actually didn't understand why the people in this painting would fly directly to the hundred miles of fog when they left the marriage space.
Difficult, is this also the arrangement of your own master?
People in the Baili family are good at painting, and like to collect items such as ink treasures, and Baili Mist is a troublesome and highly skilled painter.
If it weren't for him, Nie Feiqing wouldn't have gotten a portrait of a chaotic baby, and there wouldn't be so many things happening behind.
The masters are all caused by cause and effect and the secret. Now it seems that the hundred miles of fog may not know what is really necessary.
Bailiwu thought carefully and thought: "I know a little. I used to find people in the painting. I only know that the person in the painting has a master. When the atmosphere of a master has not completely disappeared, others It is impossible to enter the painting. Even if someone enters it occasionally, it will be fascinated by the illusion and will always be trapped in the world of painting. Only the blood of the master can purify its illusions and sundries."
Speaking of this, he paused and said: "The person in the painting is actually a confined world of painting, not limited by the laws of heaven and earth, but it is easy to go in. It is difficult to come out. The world in the painting also has its rules. But what is this rule? Only the talents who go in know that you are entering the painting to enter the space of the animal spirit space?"
Xue Yihan returned a faint "Hm" word and then did not say anything.
His fingers condense a drop of blood and drop in the world of painting...
He wants to know if he and the Chaos Baby are the masters of the painting.
Mingwu Yan sees Xue Yihan with blood dripping into the world of painting. She also raised her own hand. When she wants to bite her finger, Xue Yihan drops the blood in his hand. On her finger, then clenched her hand.
A shimmer of light flashed, the light fog felt that the blood of Xue Yihan seemed to flow into her heart, she opened her eyes in surprise, and she wanted to stop him.
It was at this time that the world in the painting suddenly stood still.
A magical fog flashed, and all the illusions and scenery of the world in the painting disappeared, leaving only a white mist.
The faint sigh of the misty face, "I still have nothing."
Her voice just fell, and a strange picture appeared in her mind...
Xue Yihan suddenly dumped her in the snow. "Today is my birthday. What gift do you want to give me?"
"What gift do you want?"
"Give yourself a gift as a gift to me..."
"You get up, change individual gifts, I will promise you."
"This is what you said! How about accompanying me to flattering the fairy squad? It is a tactic that requires a lover to complete..."
The bright fog looks up and looks at the snow.
Xue Yihan is also staring at the chaotic baby at this time.
"Mei Xianzhen..."
"Mei Xianzhen..."
The two were almost unanimously open and stopped together.
"Snow is cold, have you heard of Fairy Tales?" The fog sullenly sat down.
She has seen so many books in the six worlds, and the names of various arrays have been heard countlessly, that is, I have never heard of this fairy tales.
Xue Yihan’s face had a slight anomaly. After a while he nodded.
Know.

Mingwuyan looked at him with confusion. "You know? What is Meixian?"
Xue Yihan looked up and down the Chaos baby, then hugged her into her arms and whispered in her ear...
"Mermaid is divided into a fascinating shadow, a fascinating painting, a singer, a singer, and a singularity. There are twelve in each burst. All of them are for you to cooperate..."
What the light fog faintly guessed, she asked: "What is this Meixian array doing?"
"It seems that the customs clearance reward is a treasure double repair book, which can speed up cultivation and improve cultivation. In fact, many people want it."
The fog wrinkled and frowned. "We don't need it."
Xue Yihan smiled and kissed the lips of the chaotic baby. "Well. We don't need it. But if you want to leave the world of painting, you must take this battle?"
The bright fog squinted at the lower lip. "That, that's still awkward!"
However, how can people in the painting have such strange things.
Just thinking of this, she appeared in front of her twelve mirrors.
Xue Yihan took the Chaos baby up and walked to the front of the first mirror and kissed her face.
Soon, the mirror impressed the intimate images of the two of them.
Then, Xue Yihan held the Chaos baby and walked to the second mirror. This time, he kissed the lips of Chaos Baby.
Before the third mirror, he put the Chaos baby down, just around her waist and smiling at her.
In the fourth mirror, his kiss moved from top to bottom, and his hand moved from top to bottom. The twelve mirrors were changed in different positions.