The space was so small that Jiang Xiaoyu could only curl up his body as hard as he could, but suddenly, he felt that there seemed to be no more noise outside.
The Wutong boat was slightly raised, and when the strong wind disappeared, Jiang Xiaoyu completely opened it.
Lin Xiaowan patted herself and straightened her clothes with her lips pursed.
On the upper jaw of Qinglong, Jumang's figure did not move at all.
The painter frowned slightly, and then, with his brush flying, a horse with tall bones but a somewhat aging body appeared in front of him instantly.
If Yun Manlou saw it, he would definitely find that this horse was exactly the same as the old horse he saw at the Endless Sea.
But now, there is an extra rein around the old horse's neck.
The reins automatically tied into a circle in the air, and then suddenly fell on Jumang's body.
Horse roping is a game that many mortals can play.
But no one has ever seen this kind of thing like a horse trapping a person.
After the reins were tightened, the old horse immediately danced with its hooves.
The reins were instantly straightened.
But no matter how hard the old horse tried, Jumang's body remained motionless.
After a moment, a burst of flames suddenly rose from the horse's hooves. And the muscles on its body expanded rapidly.
In the knotted muscles, milky white spiritual energy visible to the naked eye is constantly surging.
Sparks were flying on the boulders on the ground, and white saliva gradually emerged from the old horse's mouth and nose.
The rope was pulled and made a buzzing sound.
Seeing that Gou Mang's body remained motionless, the painter slapped the old horse on the buttocks.
In an instant, purple flames lit up on the old horse's tail.
Under the horses' hooves, the boulders deep into Longshan's feet began to crack.
In the closed space, the entire ground began to tremble.
Lin Xiaowan mustered up her courage and said to Jiang Xiaoyu, "Should we... also go and help?"
"Our strength is almost negligible compared to the senior I summoned!"
Lin Xiaowan lowered her head helplessly.
After a while, Lao Ma's figure actually began to collapse.
Finally, after a loud roar, the old horse and its reins turned into a pool of flowing ink on the ground.
The painter is so helpless!
Jiang Xiaoyu was about to say something when suddenly, a light burst out from the painter's eyes, and his body suddenly flew to Jumang's side.
The painter kept changing his position around Jumang, and Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly realized that the painter was probably observing Jumang.
He wants to draw another sentence!
Using the other person's way to repay the other person's body is the painter's ability that astonishes everyone in the world.
But the strange thing is that the painter has been looking at it carefully.
His brows were furrowed, as if he couldn't see through anything.
When copying others, the artist only needs a brief glance. However, facing the mysterious existence sitting cross-legged here, the artist has been observing for almost three seconds without writing.
The painter brought by the life-saving talisman cannot be maintained indefinitely, and the painter himself naturally understands this better than Jiang Xiaoyu.
He had no choice but to leave the vicinity of Ju Mang's body and float into the air.
This time, he wrote very slowly. Ten breaths of time almost passed, leaving only a blurry dot in the sky.
Moreover, after a while, the dot disappeared.
The painter's face has never looked so ugly.
He seemed to realize something, and then lightly tapped his chest with the end of his pen.
A mouthful of essence and blood splashed out, and he quickly started writing, directing the essence and blood.
A feather was finally drawn.
However, the painter's body fell heavily to the ground.
I used all my strength to draw only one small feather.
What is in front of me is not Gou Mang, but his shadow that has gone through countless years and is about to collapse.
However, with just such a shadow, the artist couldn't even draw his complete body.
In the presence of God, man cannot even hope to look up to Him.
At this time, the figure of the painter was already a little blurry.
But even so, he still controlled the drawn feather and flew towards Jumang.
But when the feather just touched Jumang, it turned into a pool of blood.
Jiang Xiaoyu looked at the blurry figure of the painter, and he understood that the painter was about to disappear, and this life-saving talisman was completely scrapped.
"Senior Qinglong!" Jiang Xiaoyu shouted into the air: "Your seal is too outrageous, isn't it? Look, we have worked hard, how about you do a good job?"
Qinglong's eyes opened a small gap, and its voice was low: "I don't care anyway, just unlock the seal for me, and then I'll let you in!"
After saying that, Qinglong's eyes closed again.
Jiang Xiaoyu was speechless for a moment, this Qinglong really didn't show any kindness at all!
Jiang Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately jumped into the Wutong boat and rushed toward Qinglong's mouth.
Soft ones are not enough, so hard ones are the only option.
Unexpectedly, Qinglong actually sneezed directly on Jiang Xiaoyu's body. He immediately flew backwards and hit the rocks on the ground. He immediately felt that his whole body was about to fall apart.
Lin Xiaowan rushed over and helped Jiang Xiaoyu up.
"What are you doing? So reckless?"
"I...why don't I give it a try?" As he said this, Jiang Xiaoyu rubbed his lower back vigorously. Seeing his painful look, Lin Xiaowan couldn't blame him for a moment, so she could only stand aside stupidly.
looking at.
Qinglong's voice came again: "Little guy, don't be so smart. If I don't allow it, you won't be able to enter it!"
Jiang Xiaoyu turned his eyes and looked at the painter. At this time, his body had completely melted.
There was no other way, Jiang Xiaoyu knew, so he had no choice but to do it himself.
But if a painter can't do something, how can I do it myself?
Jiang Xiaoyu helplessly summoned all the things in his space. His idea was simple, to find some inspiration from these things.
Suddenly, Qinglong seemed to smell something, and its eyes suddenly opened up like bells.
"Willow Whip! You actually own Willow Whip?"
Jiang Xiaoyu looked at Qinglong in shock, "What willow whip?"
Steaming mist emerged from Qinglong's nostrils, and the force was so strong that it set off a gust of wind throughout the space.
"So excited?" Jiang Xiaoyu looked at Qinglong and was speechless for a moment.
"Willow whip! Little clay figurine! The willow whip is actually on your body?"
"Also! That...that's a dragon tendon! Even though it's just the lowest dragon..."
"Claw! Dragon Claw!"
"That pole of yours! Why is there so much phoenix energy on it?"
"Net! Your net! Damn it!"
Jiang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, why did Qinglong suddenly say bad words?
"Damn it! His grandma is a bitch!" Qinglong was still muttering.
"Senior...Senior..." Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't figure out what was going on.
Qinglong's nostrils were full of rough breath and said: "Your net is my beard!"
"Ah?" Not only Jiang Xiaoyu was surprised, but also Lin Xiaowan beside him.
"No...it can't be. I only know that this network...is very easy to use..."
"Is my beard useless?" Qinglong shouted angrily: "Is it that boy who gave you these things? Only that boy is such a bastard!"
Jiang Xiaoyu scratched his head and said, "Who are you talking about?"
"Xu Fu! That's his grandson!"
"Back then, at that time, he was just about the same age as you. One time, he came here and not only plucked out my beard, but also arranged a teleportation array in my belly! My body is like a huge treasure house.
From now on, I will come and dig for treasures when I have time!"
"I'm digging his mother's ancestral graves! Guisun, you want to dig for treasures in my body!"
Qinglong's cursing voice suddenly stopped. It stared at Jiang Xiaoyu and whispered: "You came from that teleportation array! Could it be that you are the descendant of that turtle grandson?"
However, after a moment, a puzzled look appeared in his eyes.
"No! No! You are a little clay figurine!"
Qinglong's words shocked Jiang Xiaoyu. He had never expected that Old Xu was such a naughty person when he was young.
He even came to pluck Qinglong's beard.
But? How can ordinary people pluck out Qinglong’s beard?
"Tell me! What is your relationship with Xu Fu?"
"Me?" Jiang Xiaoyu pointed at himself innocently, "How do I know? I don't know him!"
"Then why did you use it to get out of his teleportation array?"