The monk still had a few taels of fat on his body, and he must have been undoubtedly the ones. At this time, the surrounding environment was even more than before, and the whole space was gloomy, surrounded by ink, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

So much ink has an unpleasant smell in the air - even if it is fragrant, it will feel uncomfortable after smelling it for a long time. This is the case with Qin Mu. The ink fragrance is good, but such a overwhelming ink fragrance can only make Qin Mu feel like he is about to suffocate, but he can't feel anything else.

Qin Mu touched the soft and gentle thing again and was sure that it was a monk. Because there was no problem with his barrier, the things outside must be blocking the barrier. There was no one around Qin Mu except the monk and the ink.

"Stand and don't move, I'll come over." Qin Mu told me that the visibility around me was already quite low at this time, and I couldn't see anything clearly. Compared to just now, it was only by putting my hand in front of me to see clearly.

I don’t know why, when Qin Mu had clearly determined the monk’s position, when he started to lean over, he had clearly reached the level of being able to see, but he still couldn’t see the monk’s face.

"Damn it, it's a hell. If you stick it like this, you'll be kissing..." Qin Mu couldn't help but say.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the ink around him suddenly disappeared. What Qin Mu pressed with his hands was Hua Wuyue, who was wearing a long skirt and frosty face.

This scare was quite serious. The consequence of Qin Mu was that the guy waved his fist without thinking. Hua Wuyue was also stunned. When Qin Mu was about to touch him, he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Qin Mu pounced on the air and almost fell to the ground. When he turned around again, he did not see Hua Wuyue's shadow, but a ball of ink that was constantly twisting in the air.

"Dare to ruin my big deal!" Hua Wuyue's cold voice echoed in the air. Now the whole room has returned to its original state. All the ink was squeezed into a ball by Hua Wuyue, constantly twisting in the air. Hua Mei has existed for a lot of time, and an alternative existence like her still has some unique abilities and cultivation.

The sadness came from the ink, and Qin Mu was at a loss. It was the first time he had faced such a thing. Ah, of course, Yingmei was also considered one, but the Yingmei itself had mutated, completely different from the one in front of him.

The monk sat next to him, completely frightened. Just now, Hua Wuyue suddenly appeared and scared him.

"Qin Mu, your barrier..." The monk stared blankly at the ink that was constantly twisting in the air. After a while, he realized and couldn't help but say.

"Not broken..." Qin Mu said dazedly, looking at the ink that was constantly twisting in the air, the ball of ink seemed to be squeezed by something, gradually shrinking. Qin Mu knew that if the ink really disappeared, then Mo Ran would disappear with it.

"Hurry up, find a way, this thing is almost gone." Qin Mu was completely panicked.

The monk Hulu was also in a hurry: "Damn, ask me who I'm going to ask, aren't you Wu Zhu? This is the first time I have met this thing, Hua Mei or something, for the first time, this prince consort is a magic pen Ma Liang, everything he painted is alive."

"Ma Liang, the magic pen, the magic pen, the magic pen, the magic pen?" Qin Mu murmured and repeated the words of the monk Gourd, suddenly became excited and repeated loudly: "Ma Liang, the magic pen?"

"You... are you okay?" The monk looked at Qin Mu's appearance and seemed to be something wrong. His eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Qin Mu. He secretly moved towards the door, as if Qin Mu had a little movement and he was planning to escape.

"It's okay, haha, thank you, Ma Liang, the magic pen...hahaha..." Qin Mu grabbed the scroll on the table and greeted the ink.

The monk touched his shiny forehead and murmured to himself: "What do you mean?"

Qin Mu's thoughts were probably unexpected that the monk could not even think of it. When the magic pen Ma Liang was filmed in a 3D animation, Qin Mu followed Xiaobai to see a lot. When the magic pen Ma Liang was trapped in a ball of ink, his friends said that if Ma Liang's ink mark was left on the paper, then Ma Liang would not disappear. If the ink mark disappeared, Ma Liang would disappear.

At this time, Qin Mu thought of the same way. If the ink is put into the scroll, if the ink disappears, then the ink dye will naturally not exist. But the only way to store the ink is except for the ink bottle, that is paper.

The only person who knew Qin Mu's intention was probably Hua Wuyue. Qin Mu ran towards the direction of ink with all his heart. A strong thrust suddenly condensed in the air, making Qin Mu unable to move at all, and he paused alive in the air.

Seeing that the ball of ink became less and less, Mo Ran's screams became less and less. Qin Mu became anxious. The invisible resistance in the air made this guy suddenly become hot and angry. Without saying a word, he was just a sonic boom.

Just as the monk Hulu was about to go up to help, he was dizzy when he was directly immersed in place by Qin Mu's sonic boom.

The resistance in the air seemed to stagnate. Under such a gap, Qin Mu turned around in the air and wrapped the ink directly in the scroll.

"Zhu Zi died!" The whole air seemed to have solidified. Qin Mu turned around and saw Hua Wuyue standing in the air with expressionless face. It was the place where resistance appeared. She was floating in the air, and even dripping with water on her body.

With her anger, a water dragon quickly condensed from behind her, and rushed towards Qin Mu with a fierce look. To be precise, it was towards the scroll in Qin Mu's arms.

Water can dilute the ink, and the diluted ink will be taken away by this water dragon. At that time, even if Qin Mu wanted to save Mo Ran, there would be no chance. The scroll would definitely be washed away by the water, and there would be no slag at that time.

Qin Mu had no demon spirit space for Honglian, so he had to open the impure soup on his body. Using impure soup seemed a waste. He quickly rolled up the scroll. When he rolled the scroll, he found that Mo Ran had changed back to his original appearance, but some of the descriptions of the scenery in the scroll could no longer be seen clearly.

It seems that the ink trace has been reduced a lot, which has a great impact on the painting charm.

Qin Mu panicked and rolled up the painting, clamped it under his armpits. It was as solid as a soup, and it began to dissipate under the attack of the water dragon, and it was about to disappear.

Qin Mu was stunned and quickly started to use the judge's pen. He did not expect that the other party's water dragon was so realistic, and for such a long time, Qin Mu was not willing to be outdone at all. He drew the runes very quickly, but it was not aimed at the water dragon in front of him.
Chapter completed!