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Chapter 46: Hero Figure

Fang Han looked at the scene in front of him, thought for a moment, and said softly.

"Are you okay?"

Is it his illusion? Why do you feel something is wrong with the Snow Girl? It seems that he did not draw it wrong?

The snow girl raised her head gently, her pale fingers lifted the long hair in front of her, revealing her dark pupils and pale face. After seeing her master, she said respectfully.

"The Snow Girl here vows to serve her master forever."

The cold voice and the appearance of the snow girl who is different from ordinary people made Fang Han subconsciously take a step back and said in a hurry.

"Talk well, don't scare me, I'm timid."

This scene is too strange. He has tried the finishing touch technique many times and discovered the weakness of the finishing touch technique.

The lower the spiritual intelligence, the lower the spiritual intelligence, after being awakened by him, he will subconsciously obey his instructions. The higher the spiritual intelligence, all have their own judgments, and he must convince them.

Since Snow Girl can speak at this moment, her spiritual intelligence must be quite good. It is too weird to directly recognize him as the main one at the beginning.

"Owner"

The snow girl stood up from the ground, tilted her head, and looked at the master in front of her with a respectful expression, as if she was waiting for her master's order.

Fang Han walked to the snow girl and touched it gently first. It felt like he had touched a big ice cube. He instantly retracted his hand, lifted up the snow girl's hair, and circled around the snow girl several times.

When he looked at the snow girl carefully, how did he feel that the snow girl looked like a ghost, her face was too pale, and her head was tilted like that, and she looked like she had a stiff neck.

A few dozen seconds later, Fang Han sat on the chair and said calmly.

"You really want to be my subordinate?"

His original purpose was to make himself cooler, and if he could pick up the snow girl as his subordinate, it would be easier in the future.

"Master, Snow Girl is the master's slave, and she should not be called a noble title for her subordinates."

The snow girl looked at the master quietly and said respectfully, there was no stranger when she spoke.

"Slave or something..."

"Forget it, you will be my subordinate in the future. Just help me serve tea and water, or something."

Fang Han's face changed slightly, and he said helplessly, "Sister?" This is not ancient. If others knew about it, they would think that his personality was very evil.

“Yes, master.”

The snow girl tilted her head and said softly.

Fang Han clicked on the map on the moon ring, and the map was displayed on the screen. He took out a pair of spare paper and pen, put it aside, and said.

"Please help me draw this map."

Then, Fang Han picked up the brush and started painting on white paper. Let’s talk about the snow girl later. He first drew the hero and convinced the hero.

At the same time, wisps of ink air floated out of Fang Han's body and poured into the white paper.

The snow girl walked to the master, looked at the paper and pen on the table, then looked at the map that looked like a spell, picked up the brush, and drew the map on the paper.

A few dozen seconds later, Fang Han picked up the blood jade and the nine blood stones from the bed, sat back on the chair, and continued to draw the picture of the hero.

With Fang Han's paintings, a white-haired man appeared on the paper.

...

...

Half an hour later, when the blood power in the nine blood stones was exhausted and the blood power in the blood jade was about to be exhausted, Fang Han put down his brush and just took a slight look at the hero's picture.

I felt dizzy and quickly lay on the bed and said softly.

"Snow Girl, after it's dark, remember to wake me up."

After Fang Han finished speaking, he fell asleep in a daze. This hero picture can be said to be the most powerful picture he has painted, and is even more powerful than the picture of hundreds of beasts.

Not only did he use up all the blood power of nine blood stones, but he also made him so dizzy that he would not disappoint him.

After finishing drawing the map, I sat aside and quietly observed the owner's snow girl. When I heard the owner's order, I nodded, walked to the door of the tent and sat on the ground.

...

Time passes slowly.

Due to the acquired mission and the barren mountains at this moment, there are no mutant beasts, and the surroundings are quiet.

Therefore, after lunch, Qin Buyu and Chen Jianyue stayed in their own tents and did not walk out of the tent.

For a moment, three tents seemed particularly calm.

Chen Jianyue stayed in the tent and did not sleep. Dozens of ghost soldiers stood on the ground. Chen Jianyue sat in a wheelchair and kept trying the ability of ghost masks.

Qin Buyu was also lying on the bed abnormally, sleeping soundly, and did not sneak out to listen to the stories of those women in the world.

...

Night falls and the bright moon is in the sky.

A small gap was suddenly raised from the tent door. After seeing that the sky had turned dark, a pair of dark eyes walked to the edge of the bed.

He gently pushed the master and said respectfully.

"Master, it's dark."

Fang Han lay on the bed, turned over in a daze, obviously sleeping soundly.

The snow girl tilted her head, thought for a while, gently raised her hand, and held the master's hand.

"hiss"

“So cold”

The next second, Fang Han instantly got up from the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly, rubbed his hands, and was a little dazed. Who put the ice cubes on his hands? It was so cold.

"Master, I did not mean it. I told me to wake me up after dark and ask the master to calm my anger."

Seeing this, the snow girl quickly knelt on the ground and said in fear. When she spoke, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, for fear that the master would be angry.

After Fang Han woke up, he remembered what happened just now, looked at the snow girl and said helplessly.

"Get up, there is no need to be so. Stay here and don't leave."

Well, it was all he asked the snow girl to wake him up just now. Maybe it was because he was sleeping too well?

Then, Fang Han got up, picked up the blood jade and blood stone, put it in his backpack, and walked outside.

When Fang Han walked to the tent where Chen Jianyue lived, stomped his feet, waited for more than ten seconds, and walked into the tent.

Inside the tent.

Dozens of ghost soldiers stood quietly around, Chen Jianyue sat in a wheelchair, closed her eyes and said gently.

"Captain, what's wrong?"

She tried for an afternoon and finally discovered another ability of the ghost mask. She seemed to be able to walk into the darkness like those ghost soldiers.

Fang Han glanced around, put his backpack on the table, and said.

"You will take Qin Buyu around the neighborhood, kill some mutant beasts, and help me replenish my bloodstones in my backpack."

"By the way, bringing all the people from the Death Sect, it's more efficient."

"By the way, that blood jade was just given to me by the Lord of the Hall, don't lose it."

After Fang Han finished speaking, he turned around and left. If others discovered that he would make trouble in secret, the consequences would be unimaginable. Therefore, the best way is to send them all out.

A ghost soldier walked to the table, picked up his backpack and handed it to Chen Jianyue.

Chen Jianyue opened her backpack and borrowed the sight of the ghost soldier. After seeing the bloodstone in the backpack and the blood jade that she had never heard of before, she was a little confused.
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