Yin Sanniang patiently explained: "This pen is to copy the appearance of the young master. This paper can make the young master's aura. Both are indispensable. The young master's outfit... cannot complete the painting."
Black robe, ghost face.
The ferryman's outfit was extremely special, and she completely blocked Gu Han's breath, so she naturally could not copy it.
"besides."
She thought for a while and said, "When you paint later, the young master may notice that the gods are flowing out of nowhere, and they will have some illusions. You must not resist, otherwise you will give up halfway and have to start again.
This paper is specially made, and now only two are left. If it fails, it will not be able to help the young master.”
Hearing so many restrictions.
Gu Han frowned.
He has been fighting for a long time over the years. Apart from the people he trusts the most, how could he hand over his safety to someone he just met?
"Young Master."
Yin Sanniang advised again: "This method does not cause any damage to you, and... Ming Ling may come at any time. I hope the young master will not hesitate..."
"Can I draw me?"
Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a crisp sound.
The cold rain is sparse.
"San Niang."
She stared at the pen and her eyes were slightly bright, and she was eager to try: "It is rare to encounter such a powerful and interesting magical power. Why not draw one for me first, how about it?"
...
Ghost Domain.
The giant city of white bones.
A figure slowly fell down.
There was a vertical eye on his face and his limbs were full of tentacles. It was Wu Feng, the ninth ghost school he had fought with Gu Han before!
The body swayed lightly.
But in a moment, he had arrived in a palace and saluted respectfully to the depths, "Wu Feng, pay homage to the Lord."
"how?"
Deep in the palace, the human-shaped ghostly spirit suddenly opened its eyes. Although it was very far apart, its eyes still fell on Wu Feng with extremely accurate accuracy, "Can the matter be done?"
Ghost general, Ming Ling.
"As the Lord's orders."
Wu Feng's tone was even more respectful, "I have successfully forced them in. I wonder what will the lord have to give next?"
"Stop watching the changes."
"grown ups."
After hesitating for a moment, Wu Feng asked again: "I don't understand. Can we really work if we try our best to figure them out?"
The planning has reached a critical moment.
Ming Ling's mood seemed to have a little more ups and downs, so she said a few more words, "What do you think of the ferryman?"
"Mysterious, difficult to deal with."
Wu Feng said without hesitation: "Put aside your position, no matter how high your cultivation level is, these ferrymen are all determined and wise and brave. They are actually the elites among the elites of the human race, which is extremely difficult to deal with. Over the past countless years, although there have been
Many ferrymen died at our hands, but... we did not take much advantage."
"good."
Ming Ling praised: "You are not arrogant. It is rare to see so clearly. The ferryman is a big trouble for our clan! Kill one, one will come, and kill two, one will come... I don't know how to give it to you.
How much loss has my ghost clan brought, even Huangquan…”
Only half said.
But both ghosts know.
Since the Yellow Springs were two, the strength of the Ghost Clan has been half weakened.
"but."
Ming Ling changed the subject and said, "If it were just these people, it would be fine. With the foundation and strength of my Huangquan Ghost Clan, it is difficult to completely destroy them, but it is not impossible! My Ghost Clan's true heart
The big trouble, the real mortal enemy... is that mysterious one!"
I heard.
Wu Feng's heart was shocked.
The ferryman fought with the Huangquan Ghost Clan for so many years and the most terrifying opponent he met was that person, the one with his hands covered with blood from the ghost clan!
one.
It's a number, and a code name.
This is the only understanding of the mysterious ferryman among the middle and lower ghost tribes.
"ridiculous."
Ming Ling sneered in a slight tone, "I have fought with him for so many years, but I can't even calculate his specific identity. If this person is not eliminated, it will be useless if we kill hundreds of ferrymen. If this person is eliminated, the ferryman will be without a leader, and it will not be a threat anymore!"
"There is a saying in the human race."
"Knowing and knowing the other, won't be out of battle!"
"Since he cannot calculate his true identity, since the ferryman is difficult to eliminate from the outside, then... let's break into them. It is important to know that no matter how strong a person is, he has weaknesses, and no matter how strong an organization is, he has disadvantages. Only in this way can he do it, Only then can there be a chance to defeat them from the inside!”
Having said that.
His tone was a little excited, and his ghost energy continued to swell. "If this plan is done, there will be a chance to fundamentally destroy the ferryman in one fell swoop, and the worries of my ghost clan for countless years will be completely calmed down. Profits will last forever. At that time, all the ghost tribes who have participated in this plan... can move forward several steps!"
"Sir, foresight!"
Wu Feng's body trembled slightly, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself. "Wu Feng wished to follow him to the death!"
"No."
Ming Ling shook his head, "I am just a ghost general, how could I come up with such a clever way? All of this is...his instructed."
"Could it be..."
Wu Feng's voice trembled a little, "Is it the king?"
The king in his mouth.
But he is a new ghost king, and his identity is extremely mysterious and he is not qualified to meet him at all.
"good."
Ming Ling nodded, "But he is now targeted by that clone, and he has no time to take action, so he has to hand over this matter to the ghost tribe below. More than a hundred years ago, we had already failed once, This time... he can't be disappointed any more!"
"yes!"
Wu Feng said respectfully: "I understand!"
...
In the secret territory.
"you?"
Seeing Leng Yushu who suddenly stood up, Yin Sanniang was stunned for a moment, "Miss, are you... joking?"
"Of course not."
The cold girl said seriously: "Sanniang, draw me first."
"Don't blame my girl."
After a moment of silence, Yin Sanniang said: "It's not that I don't draw, but that I use this magical power once, it takes a lot of effort to draw one. If I draw another, the time it takes will be great. Increase, with your cultivation..."
The meaning is very obvious.
Leng Mei’s cultivation level is not yet in the holy realm at this time, so drawing her... is basically a waste.
"San Niang."
Unexpectedly, Leng Meizi still insisted and said angrily: "Do you look down on my cultivation level?"
"no……"
"I'm very smart."
Leng Yushu stared at her with a innocent look on her face, "If there were two of me here, I would definitely come up with a better way!"
Gu Han thought about it for a while.
The two Jiujiao Linglongs met together, and the scene... was indeed terrifying.
Now.
He didn't know where, but Leng Mei saw something was wrong again.
Looking at the aggressive Leng Yushu, Yin Sanniang looked embarrassed.
"never mind."
Leng Meizi said with a disappointed look: "Since Sanniang is in a dilemma, then don't draw it anymore. Let's just leave."
Speaking.
She greeted Gu Han and was about to leave.
"good."
Gu Han did not hesitate and said directly: "Sanniang also asked to open the passage. In fact, even if there is no portrait, I think I am still a little sure."
"Young Master!"
Yin Sanniang seemed a little angry, "Do you think I'm going to be bad for you? If you really want to do this, it would be easier and easier to let Wu Feng kill you? Why do you do this in one go? What I did , It’s all for your own good, may you…you can’t believe me?”
"Feel sorry."
Gu Han glanced at Leng Meizi and said without comment: "I believe her more than you."