He desperately grabbed the female weasel spirit's claws with his backhand and shouted with difficulty: "Mr. sir, run away quickly."
"I don't, I don't want it."
Shen Fan shook his head desperately.
Qin Wenying's face became increasingly pale, and she was using all her yin power to restrain the female weasel spirit: "Ms. sir, I can't hold on for long. Don't be so petty and run away. If you don't run away, this monster will definitely kill you first. ."
Shen Fan still shook his head stubbornly: "Even so, so what? Escape, where can you escape?
My grandparents are dead, and so is Mr. Liu Houdao.
If I run away now, the monster will find me and kill my whole family.
It's better to die together with you, my wife. At least, we can be a couple."
Qin Wenying was desperate: "Ms. sir, why are you so stupid?
At this moment, the sealed wooden box behind Shen Fan suddenly started to tremble, as if something inside was desperately hitting the seal.
It's about to break the seal and come out.
The expressions of Qin Wenying and Shen Fan changed even more.
This sealed wooden box embodies the highest attainments that my grandfather has learned throughout his life, and is the pinnacle of his Lu Ban Shu.
It is also the essence of the residual Luban Taoism.
According to expectations, this ancient painting should have been sealed tightly, making it foolproof.
But it looks like things are not good.
It seems that the seal is really about to be broken by the painted demon.
what to do?
For a moment, the two of them were even more desperate.
There is only this female weasel spirit in front of them, and they can't win.
Not to mention the painting demon that broke through the seal.
Shen Fan is bound to die, and after the painting demon breaks free from the seal, Qin Wenying's fate will be even more tragic.
If she is captured by the painting demon again, she will fall into hell again, which is darker and more terrifying than hell.
This is absolutely not possible.
That kind of pain is far greater than complete death.
The two people, with their hearts filled with despair, looked deeply at each other across a distance that was close yet out of reach.
His eyes were full of despair.
Qin Wenying laughed miserably: "Ms. sir, let's die together."
Shen Fan nodded vigorously: "Okay, let's die together."
"Husband, please take the first step. I'm afraid it will hurt when you die. I will kill your husband as quickly as possible and then go down to accompany him."
Sooner or later, Qin Wenying suddenly let go of the weasel spirit and threw the flying sleeves in her hand towards Shen Fan.
The water sleeves came to Shen Fan in an instant.
wrapped around his neck.
It only took a slight twist to cut off Shen Fan's neck.
Shen Fan did not hide or evade, only smiling at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, he was not afraid of death.
If you die with your loved one, death will no longer be scary: "Daughter-in-law, if you really have a next life, don't marry a coward like me again."
Shen Fan raised his neck.
Starlight twinkled in Qin Wenying's beautiful eyes.
Little by little, they were full of tears: "No! I still want to marry my husband. Even if I step on the Santu River, walk over the Naihe Bridge, and drink Meng Po soup."
My husband, I will also find you in my next life.
I still want to marry you."
"Okay. I will marry you in the next life."
Shen Fan's throat was choked, tears flowed down his cheeks, and he closed his eyes: "Do it, I'm not afraid of pain."
He waited for his life to end.
The weasel spirit sneered: "What a touching pair of dead mandarin ducks. Even if you die, I will pull out your souls so that you will never be reincarnated."
Qin Wenying sternly said: "How dare you! If you have the ability, give it a try."
All the Yin Qi in her body condensed, and the weasel spirit was immediately horrified.
There is something wrong with this girl, she is afraid that she will die with her.
The weasel spirit was so frightened that it flew back suddenly, but Qin Wenying had transformed into countless water sleeves and suddenly flew out.
The swelling sleeves caused Qin Wenying's body to swell. If the weasel spirit dared to get close, it would be pulled along by Qin Wenying's last killing move and sent to hell.
She was buying time for Shen Fan's soul to fly away after his death: "Husband, see you in the next life!"
After saying that, he bit his red lips and cut off Shen Fan's neck.
Then he also died, blew himself up on the spot, and left this world with his husband.
Huo Di, the box that sealed the ancient paintings could no longer withstand the huge force inside, and finally scattered in all directions with a snap.
turned into pieces.
The sealed ancient painting jumped out of thin air and fell into the air. The scroll that had been rolled up unfolded with the wind, revealing the scenery on the painting.
Caught off guard, Qin Wenying and Shen Fan glanced at the ancient painting at the same time.
Just one glance.
Both of them were stunned, with disbelief in their eyes.
what's the situation!
Why did the ancient painting become blank?
The bloody river in the painting, the river bank full of flowers on the other side of the river, and the paper house are all gone.
It's not like there's nothing at all.
In the corner of the scroll stands a young man wearing modern clothes.
He has short hair and holds a Chinese wooden sword with an eight-sided ring in his hand.
He is majestic and looks towards the outside of the painting with a long and proud smile.
I don't know what I'm laughing at.
Qin Wenying shouted out loud: "Where is the painting devil in the painting? What about the scenery in the painting? Where have they all gone?"
"The man in the painting is Master Liu Houdao?"
Shen Fan was also stunned.
This unexpected scene made Qin Wenying slow down in killing Shen Fan.
Also saved him.
Suddenly, the short-haired man in the painting moved: "What the hell are you doing?"
A voice came from the painting.
Then the man swung his sword outward violently.
He actually pierced the scroll and cut a gash in the painting.
Another sword thrust out.
The cold light is flying.
The man jumped out of the opening in the painting. As soon as he came out of the ancient painting, he transformed into the size of a normal man.
His appearance and momentum were undoubtedly that of Liu Hou.
Liu Hou stepped on the ground and frowned, his eyes quickly darting around Shen Fan and Qin Wenying.
How smart he was, he immediately figured out what was going on.
The sword in his hand was swung out again, the sword energy was strong.
The water sleeve around Shen Fan's neck was shattered into pieces.
Before the sword style could get old, he said nothing, grabbed the sword and attacked the weasel spirit behind Qin Wenying.
The weasel spirit stared blankly at the sword approaching him, somewhat confused as to what was going on.
"Are you a painting demon? Why did you attack me?"
This evildoer colluded with the devil in the painting and fought together for more than ten years.
Although I have never seen the true appearance of the painted devil, I also know that in the world of paintings, the painted devil is an invincible existence.
So when I saw Liu Hou jumping out of the painting, I thought the painting demon was possessed by the dead Liu Hou and came out of the painting world to capture Qin Wenying and take her back.
It just wanted to catch Qin Wenying, and there was no need to attack him as soon as he came out.
No!
Something is wrong.
The evil-proofing power of this mahogany sword is genuine and undeniable.
There is no way that a painted demon who is also a monster can perform it.
He is not a painting devil.
But how is it possible!
In the world of paintings, how could anyone escape from the hands of the painted demon?
He even broke Grandpa Shen Fan's sealed wooden box.
What happened to Hua Mo?
How did this little Taoist do it?
Everything makes the cunning and timid weasel spirit suspicious.
