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Chapter 177 Paintbrush

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    The dense forest was shrouded in the dripping ink rain.

    Gu Juan stared at the dim night sky, then looked at the bird head that seemed to be grinning at him, and suddenly felt that his stomach was extremely hungry.  .

    Now the problem has arisen, that is, even if he wants to leave, can he really get away.

    Although he couldn't see it, his every move seemed to be under its control. Even if he rushed all the way out of this dense forest, he might be followed all the way, like a shadow, like a maggot on a tarsus bone.  get rid of.

    "no solution anymore."

    Gu Juan sighed quietly, and gulped down a big mouthful of saliva.

    "It's actually just a bird. Even though it can transform itself into a human form, it's still a bird after all."

    "Eat this charcoal-grilled owl, you can replenish more energy, at least you can continue the current state and buy yourself more time."

    "I just ate the roasted wings, and there has been no reaction until now, so if I eat a roasted leg slowly, it shouldn't be too much of a problem."

    After thinking about this, he immediately turned around and walked towards the position of the giant bird.

    Just after taking a few steps, Gu Juan suddenly stopped, his sight stretched out from the ground a few feet away, until he saw the end of the darkness that even he could not see clearly.

    Under the reflection of the flames that had not been completely extinguished, he found that the black rainwater on the ground was gathering into streams of water. What was even more strange was that the streams intersected from front to back, left to right, and seemed to form an extremely huge picture with an extremely complex pattern.  .

    If he guessed correctly, it seems that he is now in the center of this picture scroll woven by black water.

    "An unexpected development. Just now, the woman named Chuanmo can create paper figurines who are quite capable by using paper and pen to paint. Is she going to use a piece of heaven and earth as a picture scroll now?"

    "So, what kind of attack will come next?"

    "The woman has been chopped and burned to pieces. If the enemy is not dead, where will he hide?"

    Crash!

    The black water on the ground began to swim, slowly flowing along the planned trajectory, and some places even violated the most basic laws of physics. The water swam from low to high without the action of external force.

    If you look down from a high altitude, you don't know what kind of picture it will be.

    Take a piece of heaven and earth as the picture scroll, how thick the pen must be to ?

    Gu Juan suddenly froze.

    Yes, where is the pen?

    What about the slender brush in Chuanmo's hand?

    After the battle just now, he smashed the table, smashed the inkstone, and put away the stack of red paper that was not made of ordinary materials

    However, he subconsciously ignored the pen.

    Now, did the enemy hiding in the dark just pick up the pen and attack him?

    "It's a pity that I can't fly, otherwise I can go up into the air, look down at these black water streams, what kind of pattern they are connected, and then look for where the enemy is hiding."

    Gu Juan took a deep breath, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind that made him a little surprised and scared.

    Can't fly, but he can jump.

    After jumping to a high place, if he detonates a large group of "Universal Borrowing Techniques" under his body, and then uses the force of the violent big bang shock wave to fly upward

    So, how high can he jump?

    In the end, if you fall from the sky, how bad will it be?

    Click!

    He was thinking silently, but without any pause in his movements, he pulled off the scorched bird's leg, and bit it down hard.

    After a long time, when Gu Pan finally finished eating a whole roasted chicken leg, it was the sixth time he had seen the corpse of this old bird.

    This is the evil result of too low energy resistance, and he has already tasted it all.

    Unable to get out of this dense forest, unable to find where the enemy is, unable to truly erase the meandering black water flow, even the flames he detonated since the beginning of the battle, seem to have lost their due part this time**  delusional effect.

    If it continues like this.

    He looked at the bird without two pairs of wings and two legs, and thought that he might starve to death.

    Unknowingly, the black on the groundIn terms of water flow, it surged, and it didn't take long for it to reach the level of boiling.

    Gu Pan's complexion became a little dignified, and after he paused for a moment to think, he stomped on the ground, and his whole body was like a stone thrown by a catapult, and he was several feet off the ground in an instant.

    Immediately afterwards, at the moment when he reached the highest point and stayed in the air, a huge ray of light suddenly burst out in midair.

    Boom!

    The shock wave spread in all directions, and also threw Gu Pan, who had deliberately adjusted his posture, higher into the air.

    The feeling of flying freely can easily make people nervous, which is a psychological reaction that arises spontaneously when people face life-threatening situations.

    But compared to flying, what made his heart throb more was the sight he saw.

    Below where the dense forest should have been, there was only a huge and terrifying ghost face, and the still-burning light red flame painted a bloody color on this black face, like scars, oozing blood.

    The line of sight extended to a farther place, and finally he saw the white that should have existed in the heavy snow, the vast whiteness, surrounding the huge ghost face below, forming an extremely sharp contrast.

    Suddenly, streams of black water spurted upwards from the face of the burning ghost, like chains that locked the soul, surging and entangled towards him.

    "My suppressed perception has recovered a little, and I can smell traces of its existence."

    Xiang Li's immature voice sounded in Gu Juan's heart.

    Then following the direction it pointed, Gu Juan suddenly narrowed his eyes and saw a busy figure in a corner below.

    That turned out to be a lonely brush!

    There is no hand to hold the brush, and no person to paint. It is simply a brush, which is independently completing the drawing of a huge painting.

    In an instant, he accepted this fact that should have been unbelievable.

    With Dawei Jingcheng's demonic demon sword and jade in front, and many stories of pen immortals heard in the previous time and space as a background, it is not too difficult to accept that there is really an extra intelligent pen master now.

    Because his essence resistance is too low, the biggest problem before was that he couldn't find the enemy.

    Now that the problem has been discovered, it is time to solve the problem.

    And there is only one way to solve it, and that is to ignore it, drop it first and give it an axe.

    Boom!

    High in the sky, another burst of light burst out, dispelling the countless black water streams that entangled.

    The gleaming single-edged battle ax whipped up gusts of wind, and brought a figure down from the sky, appearing like lightning in the middle of the ghost face's brows, pressing down on the ground below with the force of landslides.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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