Medicinal Immortal

Hearing this, the middle-aged man stood up with a smile and said: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have held Master Qi to talk for so long. The road is slippery in dark. I will send Master Qi back to his room to rest!"

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

"It's okay, I just stopped by. There is a painting I want to show Master Qi."

After listening to these words, Qi Mufeng didn't know what to do. He always felt something was not right. An instinctive uneasiness filled my heart. The whole person was also vigilant, not daring to have any care.

The two of them walked along the railing and chatted as they walked. When they came to a place where the scroll was hung on the railing, the middle-aged man stopped and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi, this is it. You open it and take a look."

Pray that the wind is just a hanging scroll. The scroll is rolled up, and I don’t know what is painted inside. The faint light is shining on the railing, and when it falls on the scroll, I see that this scroll does not look like other scrolls. What a difference.

"I am worried that rough hands and feet will damage Mr.'s painting." He looked at the middle-aged man beside him, and did not open it. After all, the vigilance in the heart is at fault.

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

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

He took a step forward, untied the strap tied to the scroll, and put the scroll down. However, when the scroll fell, he saw that there was nothing on the scroll, and he was shocked and asked, "Mr. Painting, this It's a blank scroll, nothing!"

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

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

The red figure in the painting was moving after falling and seemed to want to come out. However, as a mark printed on the hands of the middle-aged man fell, I saw the Qi Mufeng in the painting fell down and lay motionless. In the picture scroll, it seems to be 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. As the light flashed, the spiritual power dissipated. It looks like a picture just painted.

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

"dumb!"

It only had time to yell, and the hoarse voice spread sharply through the night, and it also made Tang Ning, who closed his eyes waiting for the news in the room suddenly jumped up.

not good! Something happened to Xiao Hei!

A solemn touch was drawn across the delicate little face, Qi Mufeng's accident is understandable, after all, he has that strength, but Xiao Hei is an ancient beast, why would he also be planted?

What happened to them?