Chapter 920

Hearing this, the middle-aged man stood up with a smile and said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have dragged Mr. Qi to chat for so long. It's dark and the road is slippery. I'll send Mr. Qi back to his room to rest!"

"How can I let the gentleman send him off in person." Qi Mufeng said, but he saw that he had already waved his hand and walked forward.

"It's okay, I happened to stop by, there is a painting I want to show Master Qi."

Hearing this, Qi Mufeng didn't know why, but always felt that something was not right. An instinctual uneasiness spread in the bottom of his heart, and the whole person was also vigilant, daring not to be careless.

The two walked along the railing, chatting as they walked, and when they came to a place where the scrolls were hung on the railing, the middle-aged man stopped and said with a smile, "Mr. Qi, this is the one. Open it up and take a look."

Qi Mu Fengjian is just a hanging scroll, the scroll is rolled up, and I don't know what is painted inside. The light on the walkway is dimly shining, and when it falls on the scroll, I can see that this scroll looks nothing like the other scrolls. What two.

"I'm worried that my thick hands and feet will damage Mr.'s paintings." He looked at the middle-aged man beside him and didn't open it. In the end, the vigilance in my heart is at fault.

"It's okay, just open it and take a look." The middle-aged man smiled gently, giving him a very easy-going feeling.

Having said that, if he doesn't open it, it won't work. Besides, it's just a painting, so there should be no problem, so he smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll open it and take a look."

He took a step forward, untied the straps tied to the scroll, and put the scroll down. Of course, when the scroll fell, he saw nothing on the scroll. He couldn't help but be slightly surprised and asked, "Mr. It's a blank scroll, nothing!"

"No, look at the middle of the white paper in the painting." As he spoke, he also took a step closer, and while Qi Mufeng stared at the painting scroll, he stretched out his hand and pushed: "There is obviously someone there."

As soon as his words fell, Qi Mufeng, who was pushed forward by him, fell into the drawing paper where a vortex appeared. As soon as the vortex disappeared, a red figure appeared on the blank drawing paper.

The red figure in the painting was moving after the fall, and seemed to want to come out. However, as a mark printed by the middle-aged man's hands fell off, he saw Qi Mufeng in the painting fell down and lay motionless. Inside the scroll, it was as if he was asleep.

Goodbye, there was a frenzy in the middle-aged man's eyes. He took out a pen and drew a pattern on the edge of the circle. The pattern formed a box to lock the character inside. With a flash of light, the spiritual power dissipated. It looks like a painting just painted.

Xiao Hei, who had been following, saw this scene, and immediately flapped his wings, he wanted to go back and tell Tangning, who knows, as soon as the wings were flapped, a scroll was thrown over. The blank scroll opened seemed to have a powerful force inside it. Before he could react, he was sucked in.

"dumb!"

It only had time to call out, and the hoarse voice spread through the night, causing Tangning, who was in the room to close her eyes and wait for the news, to jump up abruptly.

not good! Blackie has an accident too!

There was a dignified touch on his delicate little face, and it is understandable for Qi Mufeng to have an accident. After all, he has that little strength, but Xiao Hei is an ancient beast, how could he be planted?

What the hell happened to them?