Liu Yanyun frowned slightly, as if thinking about why she was distracted. She looked up at Feng Yi's handsome face, but she could no longer find that temperament.

"You practice alone first, I think I have to rest." Liu Yanyun walked out of the room without waiting for Feng Yi to answer.

Feng Yi didn't care much, but began to think about the drawing of the magic scroll. In his opinion, the various lines and turns and priorities of drawing the magic scroll can be achieved with some drawing techniques in his mind. He seemed to have grasped something just now, but before he could recall it, he ended abruptly because of Liu Yanyun's mistake.

I remember that genius painter who he possessed in his previous lives said that when painting, one must first brew the painting, engrave the things he wants to draw in his mind, and complete it in one go as soon as he feels it. The paintings drawn by the painters who paint several times look complete on the surface, but if you look closely, you can see the gap in levels. This is the gap in painting, because human inspiration is different every time.

Feng Yi looked straight at the magical map array of the Double Wind Blade Technique, and it was an hour at first sight.

Suddenly, he moved, holding a magic brush and walking on a blank black iron scroll, looking like flowing clouds and water without any obstacles. His expression seemed to be transcending everything, and his eyes had nothing but the brush in front of him.

When the magic light lit up, Feng Yi woke up like a dream. Looking at the magical array that was vividly alive in front of him, he felt excited.

"Haha, I'm a genius, a great genius." Feng Yi laughed wildly, as if he saw the golden wave of gold coins rolling towards him.

For several days, Feng Yi was immersed in drawing the magic scrolls until he tried his best to search for more than 200 black iron-level blank scrolls. At this time, he was smiling foolishly at the fifty successfully made black iron magic scrolls in front of him, although the drawings were all double wind blade techniques.

Although he successfully drew a magic scroll from the beginning, most of the luck-making elements were. After all, the painting style could not be brewed casually. But in the end, he succeeded ten in succession. This was not luck, but he found the trick to draw. I believe that in the past, he could get rich by selling magic scrolls.

What’s strange is that Liu Yanyun has been huddling in the room like him these days, and she doesn’t know what she is doing?

In fact, some people were careless. Feng Yi just thought of Liu Yanyun in his heart, and the woman came to him like a curling smoke, with her expression becoming more and more indifferent, but the confusion that occasionally flashed deep in her eyes was always leaked inadvertently.

"Oh, what do you believe in? It seems that you have met a demon in your heart." Feng Yi looked at Liu Yanyun for a while, and sighed with a compassionate look on his face.

Liu Yanyun stared at Feng Yi for a long time and nodded. Suddenly, she felt that the devil was becoming more and more unfathomable, and her curiosity about him became even more.

"Is your inner demon me?" Feng Yi asked.

Liu Yanyun nodded again, looking at Feng Yi's eyes, she couldn't help but have a hint of expectation. She said, "Since you have guessed it, do you know the way to crack it?"

If anyone knows that Fairy Yun in Jinfeng Pavilion was actually influenced by a demon race and developed a heart demon, they might have fallen into a lot of people's glasses. If they knew that Fairy Yun actually asked the demon race how to crack the heart demon, they might have jumped off the cliff and committed suicide.

"There is no way to solve the problem. You don't know what it means to break and then establish it." Feng Yi looked like a master with his hands behind his back.

Liu Yanyun shook her head, broke and then stood up. It was such a philosophical sentence. It seemed that this devil was really capable.

"Since your inner demon object is me, it is because you are curious about me. Since it is useless to force yourself, it is better to let go of your heart to understand me. It is best to fall in love with me. When your heart completely falls, I think you can become a phoenix and be reborn in the ashes." Feng Yi said seriously. Now his dirty thoughts can no longer be described as a fox. Although the fox is cunning, he is not as shameless as him.

"The phoenix is ​​reborn in the fire, and this is to break and then stand up." Liu Yanyun's indifferent expression suddenly became clear, and she felt that she had found a brand new path.

Feng Yi saw Liu Yanyun's expression and muttered to himself: Didn't this woman really believe it? Could it be that my first step to dominate the world is to start with her?

At this moment, Billy suddenly ran over and said to Feng Yi: "Young Master Feng, that human magician fainted."

Human magician? The heartless Feng Yi then remembered the humans who were sent to be miners by him.

After seeing Feng Yi at the entrance of the mine cave, several guys who had been miners for several days looked at him with resentment. They were all black all over. Even the two elf archers known for their handsomeness were no longer as charming as before. Their long ears were drooping, and their clothes were torn, which looked more like refugees than refugees.

Feng Yi ordered the exhausted female wind magician to wake up, sit on a large stone that was flattened with legs crossed, and turn a blind eye to their resentful eyes.

"I am actually quite sympathetic. You sneak attacked me. It was not an exaggeration to dismember you five horses, but I only let you be the army to dig and mine. I am already magnanimous enough. Okay, I don't say much nonsense. I am willing to follow me sincerely from now on. If you stand up now, if you don't want to, then dig here for the rest of your life." Feng Yi said carelessly. In this world, although he is known as a demon prince, in fact, he knows that it is worthless. If you want to survive better in this world, developing strength is the hard truth. These adventurers can survive under the demon soldiers' nets with great strength, and it can be seen that they still have a lot of room for improvement.

"Young Master Feng, our brothers are willing to follow you." Feng Yi was very surprised. Originally, with his gaze of people's eyes, he thought that the middle-aged hunter named Moye would be the first to be loyal to him, but he actually took a look. This pair of elves are great talents. They look upright and selfless, but in fact they are selfish and despicable. Such people are definitely a top-notch sword.

"Haha, not bad, what are your names?" Feng Yi asked with a smile, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"My brother is Bebi, and he is my brother is Woods." One of the taller elves smiled, with a charming smile in his smile, but it was difficult for others to detect except for the person involved.

"Despicable and shameless, haha, good name, I like it, you guys stand behind me." Feng Yi laughed.
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