The moon rises to the treetops, and the wind blows.

A night owl was croaking on the treetops, and a golden eye was particularly eye-catching in the night.

Lanruo Temple is surrounded by mountains, and the dense darkness around it gradually swallows up all the night around it, and the eyes cannot even see ten steps.

Ning Caichen sat in front of the painting wall, not thinking about tea or food, but was dumb and staring at the painting wall.

Yan Chixia was beside him, scolding him sternly and admonishing him with kind words, but Ning Caichen was indifferent and shook his head and said that as long as he could not enter the painting for a day, he would not leave the wall for a day, and said, "Faced with the wall for ten years, I, Ning Caichen, can do it!"

Seeing that Ning Caichen was hopeless, Yan Chixia and others shook their heads and dispersed.

Ning Caichen sat before the painting wall, crossed his legs and closed his eyes, looking like he was entering meditation and meditation.

A gust of cold wind blew open the door.

A blurry and dreamy figure slowly appeared at the door.

A Chinese Ghost Story!

Nie Xiaoqian!

Ning Caichen opened his eyes, grew his mouth, and stared at Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian was originally disdainful of Ning Caichen, who was fascinated by this ghost, and was ready to come up and make a perfunctory decision. She deceived Lanruo Temple with a few nonsense. Unexpectedly, when she saw Ning Caichen, her delicate body suddenly trembled!

She blinked her beautiful eyes, and Xizi held her heart, but her eyes could not be separated from Ning Caichen for a moment.

"Why is this gaze so familiar? It seems that I have seen it somewhere?"

"This Ning Caichen's behavior is rebellious and like a clown, it is very ridiculous, but what is his gaze?"

Nie Xiaoqian also stood there blankly.

The two of them looked at each other without saying a word, and silence was better than sound at this time.

"Xiaoqian? Xiaoqian, have you finally come to see me?" Ning Caichen came to his senses and shouted excitedly, and when he came up, he wanted to hold Xiaoqian's jade hand.

Xiaoqian dodged for a moment, but did not dodge, and was caught by Ning Caichen.

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in my eyes, I was speechless and choking.

Is it a marriage in the previous life or a bad fate in the present life?

The two fell into silence again.

There are only two pairs of eyes, with four eyes facing each other, conveying silent words.

"I've been waiting for you in the painting." Nie Xiaoqian opened her mouth lightly, and suddenly felt that this was said to him before, very familiar, and she said it, and was stunned again.

What happened tonight? Why did I, the leader of the Rakshasa ghost, lose my composure this time?

She calmed down for a moment, regained the coldness of the Rakshasa ghost girl, and then acted coquettishly: "Why didn't you come here if you miss the appointment?"

Ning Caichen showed bitterness on his face and murmured: "I'm not able to be painted for a long time. I'll forgive me, girl!"

A splendid light burst out in Nie Xiaoqian's eyes, and a trace of suspicion suddenly rose. She acted coquettishly and said, "Are you not my true destiny? Why can't you enter the painting?"

Grandma Liu's order first tests whether Ning Caichen can be included in the painting. If he cannot be included in the painting, it means that he is not the [Supreme Holy Soul]!

If it weren't for the Supreme Holy Soul, it wouldn't be the main weapon soul of the [a little red in the green cluster], suppressing thousands of demons and ghosts, and even more so, upgrading the ghost weapon to the human immortal level.

Nie Xiaoqian encouraged Ning Caichen and said, "How about we go about painting now? The world in this painting is a hundred times happier than in reality."

Ning Caichen nodded: "Since that's the case, Xiaosheng will try again. You can't let Xiaoqian down on her infatuation."

He walked to the painting wall and looked up at the painting wall.

Nie Xiaoqian stretched out her jade hand, and a blue bone-blade dagger hidden in the water sleeve had already appeared faintly, revealing its sharpness, revealing a burst of murderous intent.

She grew lotus step by step and walked gently towards Ning Caichen.

As long as Ning Caichen cannot be included in the painting this time, he can conclude that this person is not the most powerful holy soul that Grandma Liu wants, and then he will directly kill his life!

We actually mistakenly regard Feng Jing as Ma Liang, delaying Grandma Liu's major affairs, and the crime is unforgivable!

Nie Xiaoqian is so decisive and never pity her, which makes her so trusted by Grandma Liu.

Ning Caichen was unaware of the crisis behind him. He looked up at Nie Xiaoqian's back on the painting wall and sighed: "Xiaoqian, I heard that you have been waiting for me in this painting for thousands of years?"

Nie Xiaoqian's heart trembled.

This was originally a nonsense she made up to deceive Ning Caichen into taking the bait. Who would have thought that when Ning Caichen said it in person, she felt that there was a kind of dusty memory in her heart, like a scroll of painting blown by the breeze, gradually unfolding a corner.

"Yes," Nie Xiaoqian forced herself to calm down and smiled slightly, "I said that I will wait for you here for thousands of years."

Ning Caichen nodded: "So, let's meet in the painting."

He smiled slightly, raised his legs and walked into the painting.

Nie Xiaoqian's heart was trembling!

She saw with her own eyes that Ning Caichen was graceful and walked into the painting step by step.

If someone else is here, I am afraid that my eyes will pop out when I see this situation.

People can enter the painting!

What a weird situation?

Nie Xiaoqian was so excited that she couldn't help herself.

A trace of information flashed through her mind and flew towards Grandma Liu.

Grandma Liu and the Rakshasa ghost girl had telepathy. The information that the Rakshasa ghost girl wanted to transmit would be in the mind of Grandma Liu in a moment.

"Grandma, Xiaoqian has confirmed that Ning Caichen is the most powerful holy soul you are looking for! He just came to the painting in front of me and successfully entered!"

"Very good!" Grandma Liu was overjoyed, her voice with a rare tremolo: "Good boy, take him back to the top of Mang Mountain, the mountain temple. Grandma is waiting for you here."

"Abide by the order!"

Nie Xiaoqian was satisfied and took a sly look at Ning Caichen, who was looking around like a dull head, sneering slightly.

It sounds strange. Once this person enters the world of painting walls, he is like a shadow puppet, and can walk around the painting walls, with all his expressions and actions vividly.

In this world with painted walls, there is another Ning Caichen, who is walking towards Nie Xiaoqian in the peach forest.

"Needle!" Nie Xiaoqian sneered, but heard Yan Chixia's voice in the corridor, and hurriedly flashed into the painting.

Nie Xiaoqian in the painting wall has a soul and comes alive.

Yan Chixia lit a candle, dressed in clothes, carried a sword, frowned and walked to the back room, shouting: "Ning Caichen! Ning Caichen!"

He searched it once, but found no trace of Ning Caichen, and cursed: "I, Yan Chixia, have a big trouble meeting this nerd. Chen Chong! Fatty! Ning Caichen is gone, hurry up and find it!"

In the world of painting walls, under the peach blossom forest, Nie Xiaoqian looked at the outside world, and the angry Yan Chixia smiled slightly.

Yan Chixia, Chen Chong, what can you do even if you have any skills? I, Nie Xiaoqian, take action and take action.

She glanced at Ning Caichen, who looked around like a silly goose, and didn't have enough eyes. She smiled and said, "Am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful!" Ning Caichen's eyes were hot, and he grabbed Nie Xiaoqian's jade hand and said in a deep voice: "I have never been more beautiful than you. What makes Caichen more moved is that your eyes are like this painting, which always makes me intoxicated."
Chapter completed!