Fairyland, big problem

quiet--

The state of alert lasted for three minutes, but there was still no sign of evil things appearing.

No one felt that there was an oolong, and it was only then that Wen Jiu could barely perceive the fluctuations in the evil spirit energy.

His eyes briefly swept over the lunatic in front left.

This guy is wearing light leather armor, a two-handed snake-shaped sword, and a scar on his face. He is probably one of the most classic villain images in animation.

Tucao return to Tucao, I have to admire the range of perception of the lunatic, which is much larger than that of his companions.

A well-dressed figure walked out of the wild grass in the distance, with a thick beige jacket and trousers, small leather shoes shining, and a round hat the size of a hamburger on his head, looking refined.

The evil spiritual energy on it is extremely vivid, the whole face has only the mouth, and the other facial features are completely smooth, like a boiled egg with an open mouth...

"oh?"

Seeing the vivid evil thing, the lunatic had the intention of putting away his offensive stance.

Wen Jiu felt that the momentum of the cloud turning around him also slowed down.

Afterwards, Meizi, who had set up her gun, looked very angry.

There was a huge contrast in the attitudes of the companions, causing Wen Jiu in the middle of the team to be confused about the situation.

"What happen to you guys?"

"Wen Jiu, that's Painter B!"

"Painter C?"

"you do not know?"

Wen Jiu said that he really didn't know.

Painters A, B, and C are evil creatures derived from another 4-star "cause point" in the east of the wilderness area.

4-star 'Cause Point': Fangfang Club.

"Huh? Is the name so small and refreshing?"

Wen Jiu continued to stare at the evil thing in front of him, and the evil psionic energy he felt was very shallow, nine out of ten it belonged to the evil level and was very weak.

Compared to Heichenplague Village, Feipeng Pass, and Linglong Ancient Town.

The so-called Fangfang Club sounds so cute, with a bit of literary flavor.

The name of the derived evil is also very special,

Look like a painter.

The lunatic put away his weapon and stepped forward, "Painter C is just a weak evil spirit."

According to the data of the evil spirits derived from the Fangfang Society, Painter C has the lowest level, and Painter has reached the level of evil spirits, and A has the level of evil spirits.

"Oh, oh, that being said, what were you doing in the past?"

The lunatic put away his weapon as if he was killing an evil thing, and Yun Fan also released the state of aiming the gun to control his mind.

No matter how weak the opponent's strength is, he is still an evil creature. If he is a little careless, it will still affect his spirit.

"Huh? What do you mean relax, wait for me..."

Seeing the two walking forward, Wen Jiu was about to keep up with every step, but his clothes were grabbed.

Meizi's complexion was flushed behind her, and she was almost dripping water from her shyness.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Wen Jiu, don't go there, don't be polluted——"

"Um?"

These words made Wen Jiu vigilant. Could the so-called pollution be some kind of mind control?

Thinking about it carefully, something is wrong, Yun Fan's strength is obvious, the madman seems to be stronger, how could he be controlled out of thin air by an evil spirit who is 50 or 60 meters away.

"I'll go and see them."

"No way... Brother Wen Jiu will also fall!"

"ha?"

Wen Jiu patted Meizi on the shoulder, expressing his reassurance, "I have seen a lot of strong winds and waves, you wait here for a while."

The strange attitudes of his companions became more and more itchy. Wen Jiu watched as Yun Fan and the fanatic walked to the shade of a small tree to enjoy the coolness under the leadership of Tu Shibing.

Then Painter C took out a booklet the size of an exercise book from his arms, and the two soothers exclaimed.

"oh--"

"What are you looking at?"

The weird atmosphere could not help but put Wen Jiu on high alert. The red chain synchronized with the giant fin flying fish, and the high-speed movement was turned on, and the speed was pulled to full gear.

Getting closer, Wen Jiu's eyes glanced at the page, thinking of related stories in his mind.

In many literary works, illusion is performed through painting as a medium, and when the audience looks at the painting, their minds are controlled by the painter.

and so on.

The problem is... Painter C, together with the booklet in his hand, which can be regarded as a "turbid weapon", has very little evil spiritual power, and Wen Jiu even thinks that this guy may be lower than level 10.

"oh!!!"

Seeing the contents of the page, Wen Jiu cried out louder than his two companions.

The lunatic showed a meaningful smile, feeling that he is worthy of being a member of my generation.

The booklet... is actually similar to a sketchbook, and the title of Painter C is obviously related to painting.

And the contents of the sketchbook...

"Is this something you can watch for free?!"

The dynamics of the characters, the storyboard, and the light and shadow in the space are well matched.

After flipping through three or five pages, the story is full of sense of story and makes people "oh" come alive.

The honest and steady Yun Fan was a bit embarrassed.

"You can feel the power of Painter B."

"Yes... amazing, I want to reward you for seeing it."

The madman introduced that the evils of Fangfang Society are like this, obsessed with this type of works, seeking to detonate the original energy deep in the soul.

"oh…"

Painter C turned a few pages back, and it was quite proud of the admiration of human beings.

Wen Jiu felt painter Bing chewing in his mouth.

One of the food of evil, the negative emotions of human beings.

Uh...Wen Jiu doesn't know if the current "smiling face" is considered a negative emotion.

There was a disappointed and murderous gaze from behind, and Meizi's anger soared.

Wen Jiu turned his head, only to see the muzzle of the black hole pointing here.

"Hey! Plum!"

Before Wen Jiu could figure out what to say, Painter Bing, who had been surrounded by three people, stretched out his hands to push the audience away, and blocked himself from the outside.

bang——

The turbulent energy bullet spewed out from the barrel, piercing through the painter Bing and the sketchbook in his hand, and the evil thing fell down.

Yun Fan, the lunatic, and the man with strong bones couldn't bear it, and turned his head to cover his face.

"Paint-teacher-c—"

Wen Jiu squatted down and supported the body where the evil thing gradually dissipated.

You know, even the red wedding dress is not treated like this!

Painter B had a little life left, and it stretched out its palm to shake Wen Jiu's hand.

For a while, warm words came into my heart:

As long as you like these paintings, we will be friends forever!

uh...

The pitiful little bit of evil energy dissipated, and Wen Jiu was like waking up from a dream.

"Ah, this..."

The plum in the distance was just relieved, and the fanatic shook his head, "Let's go, there's no way, it's an evil thing."

Yun Fan also sighed, like a boy who lost something he cherished.

Wen Jiu was still in a somewhat confused state of mind, obviously trying to figure out some things, but more question marks appeared in his mind.

"Hey Hey hey…"

In the process of walking back, Wen Jiu lowered his voice and approached the madman.

"What's going on, Painter B?"

"Some evil creatures generated under special conditions have a common obsession. Do you understand this?"

"yes…"

There is a very vivid example around Wen Jiu, the red wedding dress.

The red wedding dress and the twelve red silks derived from it, and the evil obsession of the entire Linglong Ancient Town are very obvious, which is to marry out and let Miss An marry a good person.

This obsession even overwhelms the greedy instinct of evil things for human flesh and soul.

The lunatic slowed down a little.

"Painters A, B, and C of Fangfang Society are all pursuing the ultimate in painting, and the works they produce can make people in my generation giggle, and they feel satisfied..."