Horizontal Push Starts From the Demon World

"Here, there really is a dream!"

At this time, Ning Ke was very sober in his heart. Looking at the scene around him, he just felt a little surprised.

Because all the arrangements here, including the people around them, are quite real.

He raised his eyes to look at the podium, where a young man was sitting silently painting.

The students beside him were all there quietly, waiting for the teacher to teach.

Ning Ke raised his hand and stretched it out, feeling that his strength had not weakened, and the surprise in his heart deepened.

It's really strange here.

But, why did you enter this dream?

There should be an opportunity here.

Otherwise, according to Liu Xiucai's meaning, Ayi often sleeps secretly. If it is really because of sleep that this matter is triggered, it is obviously not true.

However, if it wasn't for this, he couldn't think of any other reason for a while.

Forget it, since there is no clue, don't think about it for now, let's see what's going on here.

Ning Ke was considered a daring artist, so he first went to observe the other students next to him.

After discovering that they were all statues, he seemed to be unconscious, so he stood up like no one else and walked in front of the painting teacher who has been painting, thinking of saying hello and asking to find out.

But after he approached, the painting man's expression immediately turned hideous, and he scolded in a low voice:

"It's too late, the painting hasn't been finished yet, so hurry up and go back!"

"Go back to your head!"

Ning Ke's original mood was suddenly destroyed for some reason. He cursed in his heart, and stepped forward to see what he painted.

But he didn't think so. The other party stood up and stood in front of him, preventing Ning Ke from stepping forward.

Can't go!

In his heart, Ning Ke found that there was an invisible force in it that was preventing him.

"Get out of the way!"

Ning Ke, who knew for a long time that it was the dream world, directly used martial arts to smash it open, and then looked at the painting of the other party.

With just one glance, he was slightly stunned.

A beast that looks like a dragon but not a dragon, a tiger but not a tiger, is faintly appearing on the drawing paper, as if it was about to jump out of the painting.

The first time Ning Ke saw it, his name was ready to come out in his heart.

Tiger Jiao!

"Hahaha, it's too late, it's too late, everything is done!"

At this moment, the painter who was pushed away by him rushed forward and laughed wildly. With the brush in his hand, he painted the eyes of the tiger Jiao.

Just like the finishing touch, after the eyes were drawn, the tiger Jiao's eyeballs spun around and turned to stare at Ning Ke, who was standing in front of the painting.

A roar of a tiger and a dragon roar came from the painting, and the tiger Jiao jumped out of the painting and rushed towards Ning Ke.

Seeing this, Ning Ke's whole body surged up and punched him directly.

call--

The tiger Jiao dissipated as soon as it touched it, and then re-condensed, rushing directly into Ning Ke's mind.

It let out a roar, making Ning Ke a little dizzy.

But that didn't stop him from using his tactics.

I saw that Ning Ke used the cassock to subdue the devil, and the cassock of subduing the devil loomed above the soul, and under the condensed fire of the thick Buddha, it directly confronted it.

At this moment, the painter started to continue painting again like a madman, and just with hands, the objects in the painting began to appear faintly.

The silhouettes of monsters appeared directly and squeezed out of the drawing board.

The aura of these beasts was like overwhelming a mountain, and without the slightest hesitation, they all rushed towards Ning Ke's mind.

For a while, in his mind, bursts of beasts came, like a large monster farm.

Seeing this, Ning Ke vaguely thought of something, raised his hand and patted it directly at the painter.

With just a slap, the head rolled down, making him wonder for a while whether the other party was touching porcelain.

But now is not the time to think about it.

He saw the man lying on the ground, looking for the head everywhere, grabbed the paintbrush, raised his hand and drew a long knife.

bang bang bang!

As soon as the long knife was drawn, it fell directly to the ground.

Ning Ke picked it up, and before he could react, he directly landed on his soul's hand.

It was just a start, and after drawing the sword, it began to brew, faintly competing with those monsters.

Although the monsters seem to be very powerful, there is always a feeling that the thunder is loud and the rain is small.

They circled around Ning Ke, thinking about finding a loophole. After a while, they couldn't hold back and rushed forward.

When Ning Ke saw such a scene, he no longer hesitated, and drew his sword and whistled.

With one knife cut out, the soul is clear.

The silhouettes of those monsters are more like bubbles, disappearing as soon as they are touched.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, he faintly realized something.

He also painted a door on the painting regardless of the painter who had been lying on the ground looking for his head.

The door fell from the painting, Ning Ke didn't hesitate and walked in directly.

.....

"What is this, a real dream?"

Ning Ke slowly opened his eyes, listening to the sound of reading around him, he was a little puzzled in his heart.

He drew a knife in that dream, thinking about the size and feel of the knife, it was not bad at all~www.NovelMTL.com~ He thought in that dream that he could draw a fan and walk directly out of it The door, unexpectedly, he really walked out of it.

This kind of thing, no matter how you look at it, seems to have a strange smell.

But unfortunately, there was no reminder on his peach wood bracelet, and there was no reminder on his panel.

It was like a plain, a dream that appeared.

But Ning Ke knew that this was not a dream at all.

At this moment, Ning Ke vaguely thought of something. He looked into his soul and found that he was holding such a pen in his hand.

Seeing this scene, his expression was slightly condensed, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Because he didn't know what it was all about.

Confused, he vaguely thought of something, guessing that this could not be a curse, so he looked at the panel.

Seeing the remarks appearing at the bottom, he was slightly taken aback, only feeling a little weird.

Remark 3: Unknown item obtained, unable to read.

Read condition: It is expected after the next panel upgrade.

"..."

Ning Ke was a little wary at first, but after seeing such an introduction, he breathed a sigh of relief, and even faintly looked forward to it.

Just by looking at this introduction, you should know that this is a good thing.

As for why you have to wait until the panel is upgraded next time before you can use it, it is still unknown.

He sat here and tried for a while, and found that after he went to sleep again, the previous influence was gone. He immediately stopped hesitating, turned around and left.

In exchange for his straight-forward appearance, he was greeted with envy and admiration from all the children.

But these things have nothing to do with him.

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