922 Very Conspicuous

When she was thinking about things, Qi Mufeng in the picture scroll had already woken up. He only felt that all his strength had been drained, and he sat weakly in the same place, watching the sudden increase from the white place. The scenery that came out was a little weird.

But when I think that even he is trapped in this painting, and suddenly there are more scenes, what's so strange?

However, what he didn't expect was that in the scene that appeared, a beast was lying there, staring at him with bloodthirsty and ferocious eyes, and the roar from the beast's mouth made him violently bounce. up.

"Damn! How can there be a beast!"

Seeing the majestic appearance of the tiger beast, his cold hairs stood up, and when he saw it lunging towards him with a low roar, he was shocked and ran: "Ah! Help..."

In the courtyard, Tangning saw that the old man came over with tea and placed it on the stone table in the courtyard, so she walked over and poured a cup of it to drink.

"Little boy."

The middle-aged man's pen stopped for a while, then looked at Tangning who was holding tea beside him, and said, "Young master is holding tea in his hand. It's better to sit at the table and drink it, so as not to accidentally knock it over."

Hearing this, Tangning looked at him and saw his eyes staring at her with the ability to understand people's hearts, she smiled and said, "Okay, it's just, Mr. Hua, where is my eldest brother? Why haven't I seen him? What? He didn't seem to go back to the guest room to rest last night, do you know where he went?"

"Oh? Didn't you go back? I heard from him last night that he was too drunk. If I had to go back to rest early, could I have gone to the wrong courtyard? I'll ask Lao Zhang to look in the mansion for a while." He said warmly and put it down. Paintbrush, looking at the delicate child, said, "Do you like painting?"

"I don't know how to draw."

Tangning said, then looked at the paintings on the railing, "However, I think Mr.'s paintings are very good-looking, just like a real person, but, why is there a little blood on the painting on Mr.'s desk? "

While speaking, she looked at the painting of Qi Mufeng, and a little blood bloomed in the blank space, which was very conspicuous like red plums falling on white snow.

The middle-aged man glanced at the painting in front of him and said with a smile: "My painting is different from other people's, a painting is a world, you see, as long as you inject spiritual energy, everything in this painting is like a living thing. ."

Tangning saw him take out a pen and put a point in the painting, and the scene on the scroll seemed to come alive. Qi Mufeng was scratched by the tiger beast and ran for his life, the majestic tiger beast, and the scene in the painting. The scenery became vivid in front of him.

However, I saw that the picture on the scroll was moving, but I couldn't hear the sound coming from it.

She stood by and watched, seeing the middle-aged man watching the tiger beast tearing, grasping, fluttering and biting Qi Mufeng as if watching a play, her eyes moved slightly, seeing Qi Mufeng being hit by the tiger beast on the side of the big stone He spat out a mouthful of blood, and before he stood up, the tiger beast opened its mouth and swooped forward, biting towards his neck.

"what!"

Qi Mufeng in the picture scroll saw the tiger beast pounced on him, the bloodthirsty breath of the tiger beast enveloped him, despair surged in his heart, instinctively exclaimed, raised his hand to block, but saw The next moment, a sharp brush pierced like a sharp arrow, nailing the rushing tiger beast to the ground.