You Seem To Be Drawing Me

"Who is this seven?" Tang Shi looked at the cartoon and ate broad beans, "I don't even know this person."

Qiu Ling was writing a workbook beside her and eating broad beans, and when she heard the voice, she raised her head and glanced, "Yiqi? What?"

The college entrance examination is taking place recently. Of course, she is different from the monsters in Tang poetry. Tang poetry can be released now, and she has to study hard, so she has not turned on her mobile phone for half a month.

Of course, Tang Shi's shouting made Qiu Ling a little interested. She looked over and asked strangely, "Yiqi? Don't you know who he is? ?"

"You know, is that the editor of Faning's Taoist formula?" Tang Shi said, "Oh, no, you didn't read that journal, so you probably don't understand what I'm talking about. ."

"Dao, the editor of Dao Jue?" Qiu Ling thought for a while, "This is not right... He is the editor of Dao Jue, how can he be a monster?"

"Yeah, I don't understand this either." Tang Shi said, "Who knows what's going on, I guess this time I will be painting again."

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Ah... this fateful cycle, this sad fate, this cursed fate...

The gear of fate was finally slowly opened a little, allowing the onlookers of fate to spy a little.

When she just thought of this, she picked up the water glass to take a sip, and suddenly saw her own shadow reflected in the water glass.

The hair is messy like a chicken coop, and he is wearing a small floral autumn clothes and matching small floral autumn pants. The doll clipped by the doll machine.

…then Yuan Yuanyuan had no emotion at all, and continued to take a sip of the water glass silently.

Yuan Yuanyuan flipped through the comics below. Although the indescribable excitement in her heart was interrupted by the one just now, there was still a little residual excitement left.

In fact, as early as half a year ago, she thought about what the scene would be like when the day came, and she thought that all these things would be her dreams in the middle of the night.

, He was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized something.

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[Fining looked at these three things, he didn't know that these three things were like this before, in fact, he had learned these three things in martial arts before, but it was not written like this in the book . 】

[Fining still remembers several famous monsters who caused massacres, but there is no monster named Yiqi... No, no, no, this is not the most flawed, the most flawed He is obviously a monster. Why did he write a book of Taoist formulas? 】

[He looked over and over again at the ancient book in his hand. He fell into an even more confused state. 】

Yuan Yuanyuan nodded in front of the comics, yes, brother, it's normal for you to be confused, I was just as confused as you back then.

the same. 】

Yuan Yuanyuan snorted when she saw the book Fanning had in her hand, she already knew that everything about 17 was covered up There are very few things that are drawn in a big way.

Thinking about the Fat Cat's house is great, but Yuan Yuanyuan still doesn't know what the Fat Cat's house looks like, just like two classmates who have never been to each other's house It's the same... um, that seems to be a bit of a misnomer.

[Faning rummaged through the book, but did not see anything related to the "17", so he couldn't help being a little discouraged, and threw the book aside. 】

A monster written on the armistice. 】

, the Taoists in those days would rather write him on the armistice agreement and execute him, but why is he hearing no news now? 】

Because he has provoked the head of the hundred demons, little idiot.

Original Yuanyuan really had no emotion at all, but she became more and more emotional. In the end, she didn’t know what to say when she flipped through the comics. Same…

She looked at it, picked up the water glass and took a sip, and before she finished drinking, she suddenly heard some chaotic sounds outside the door, and saw a group of colorful monster.

The monster that flashed past was a little familiar, and the next monster was a little familiar again. Yuan Yuanyuan glanced at it and realized that it was basically a monster from a tavern. Seeing a long line like the Milky Way rising from the ground to the air, the starting point is the pedestrian street opposite her downstairs.

It's really a pub.

Yuan Yuanyuan has seen many monsters hold a night walk in a tavern for so long, but this is the first time I have seen a tavern hold a night walk of hundreds of ghosts. The taverns are basically female monsters. The clothes on his body are very bright in color, and when he ascends to the sky, it is like a rain of flowers.

The little monsters passing by below were stunned, and other monsters were attracted from time to time. After a while, many monsters appeared on the streets here.

This is the most beautiful Hundred Ghosts Night Walk she has ever seen. It may not be that big, but it is exquisite like a well-crafted artwork.

Yuan Yuanyuan also stared at the window for a while, and then closed the window after a while. For the first time, she was not willing to draw the curtains, but let the scene outside the window project into the room.

Her sheets were covered with gorgeous quartz-like colors, and the light from the outside shone on the spider plant at the head of the bed, as if the spider plant had become another coquettish plant.

Yuan Yuanyuan continued to read the comics again. On her mobile phone, Fanning gave up and continued to search after finding no results. He seriously began to learn the Taoist art, however, Ever since he knew that it was written by a monster, and it was written by a very powerful monster, he has been a little bit inexplicably entangled in his heart.

This kind of entanglement is not only reflected in the fact that he has to stab himself from time to time, but also in the fact that he feels that this tactic is somewhat abnormal and very evil.

He began to suspect that he was on a pirate ship... You think so, during the war, a monster wrote this Taoist formula and threw it to you, do you dare to learn it? However, Faning really learned so confusedly.

[This Taoist tactic...will it control the Taoist priest? Fanning couldn't help but start to have this idea in his mind, which made him a little creepy, but so far, he has not found a way to get rid of this trick. 】

【However, he knows a way to temporarily relieve it...that is, bloodletting, continuous bloodletting, every time the bloodletting is uncontrollable, it will definitely calm down. 】

Yuan Yuanyuan shook her head, and this issue ended. Faning's last few paintings are very perverted and beautiful. Jiqiu's artistic attainments are getting higher and higher. If you go down, maybe you can really make a living as a painter.

She sat on the bed by herself, the small light by the bed was turned off, only the colorful monsters walking through the sky outside the window, like big flowers blooming one after another.

Beautiful.

Yuan Yuanyuan stared blankly for a while, and when she was about to go to sleep, her phone vibrated suddenly, she turned it on, it was a text message from Tang Shi.

She asked, [Boss, who is that Yiqi? I have never learned from him, is he his real name or a pseudonym? 】

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the text message before replying, [I don't know, ask your father. 】

Then she threw the phone aside irresponsibly and went to sleep.

Ahaha... Yuan Yuanyuan can be sure that Tang Shi's father definitely knows who Yiqi is, and she is more suitable to answer this question than Yuan Yuanyuan. As for whether Tang Shi's father will clean up Tang Shi, that is not something she considers.

For some unknown reason, the future suddenly became more difficult. After thinking about it, she decided to choose to sleep and escape from reality for a while.

Gao Ling looked at the latest issue of the comic, and fell back on the chair to think.

Is it still possible to do this? Can the life and death of a monster be used as a condition of victory or defeat in a war?

Damn it, this really scared her a little...Especially when all of these are real events, thinking about it is a bit lost.

First, there are monsters that are so powerful... Second, such a powerful monster has disappeared without a trace. I have to say that the combined lethality of the two is extremely huge.

She turned on her phone again and asked in the group curiously. Yuan】.

Gao Ling always felt that it was more concise to call it "2.5 Dimension" directly, but it may be that the group owner may have read too much Harry Potter, so he came up with such a bad name.

The family who hid with her last time was also a very lively male high school student.

Currently the oldest in the group is 80 years old, that is the grandmother of the family, uh, although she can't play this, the number is basically dead, and the youngest only goes up In elementary school, she was a little sister. Watching the number of people in the group gradually increase, Gao Ling didn't know why she suddenly felt a little more satisfied.

She asked in the group, [Who is Yiqi? Does anyone know? 】

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[How could I have...] Gao Ling said silently, [Faning doesn't have it, I can be better than the protagonist. 】

She thought for a while, and felt that since everyone didn't know it, it would be meaningless to dwell on this, Gao Ling shrugged, turned on the computer, and prepared to draw.

Since you don't know, let's continue to draw her Yuan. She hadn't finished painting the scene she bumped into last time, and I'll talk about Yiqi later.