"Get out of here, I want to see him."

Zhang Xuan stood on the middle floor of the wooden stairs. Walking up here, there were two separate stairs leading to Yao Ningzhi's wing room, and on the other side were leading to Zhong Yue and the rest of the wing room. On weekdays, the painters in the Huazhai would also live on this second floor, but because the Sihai Banquet was approaching and Zhong Yue's arrival, the rest of the wing room on the second floor became empty.

According to Qinghui's rules, except for the painters in Huazhai, the rest of the second floor were not allowed to step in, so Zhang Xuan could only stand here and guard.

"Mr. I've been in seclusion and said no one would let anyone disturb me. Painter Xue just escaped from danger, so it's better to go back and rest."

Xue Yuan's face was indeed a little haggard. However, she was locked in a dark room without knowing what was happening. It was not until two hours ago that she was released and threw it on a boat on the Bian River.

"What kind of hindrance can he be, he must be guilty! Let him come out!" Xue Yuan returned to Qinghui, and the first thing she did was to ask Zhong Yue where was because she felt that this matter must be caused by Zhong Yue!

Zhang Xuan sighed, "Sir, finally rescued you, how could you say that? It hurts the gentleman's heart."

Xue Yuan frowned, "He saved me? Nonsense."

"If you don't believe it, go and ask the girls below who rescued you."

"Save it?"

Aunt Lao Fu walked up and said, "Ghost Hand Liu Xinghe is done, what are you doing at Siqiao?"

"Liu Xinghe? I didn't go to Siqiao." Xue Yuan said blankly, "I just remember that I went to Lingyang Pavilion to buy Shiqing that day, and then I didn't know why... I went to Siqiao?"

"Someone saw you walking into the Ghost Pavilion." Zhang Xuan said, "More than one person."

Aunt Lao Fu frowned, "It seems that Liu Xinghe has already condensed into the Tao. The magical ghost technique can actually control people inadvertently."

Xue Yuan was said this and murmured: "That day... indeed, I remember that I bought Shiqing and came back. When I walked to Thirteen Bridge, I saw Zhong Buqi treating me..." At this point, Xue Yuan blushed and stopped talking.

"Sir to you..."

Xue Yuan's eyes turned cold, "This damn Liu Xinghe!"

Aunt Lao Fu said, "Be careful when you go out in the future and try not to be alone. With his current magical magic, he can only control one person with ink rhyme. If there are too many people, he will easily be backfired, so try to go together. Go back and rest. You are too haggard, so stop painting."

Xue Yuan's mind was a little confused now. In her illusion, she was "dreaming" by Zhong Yue, so when she came back, she directly asked Zhong Yue for questioning. Now it seems that she was wrongly blamed him.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Xue Yuan shook her head and said, "Have your feet been done?"

"Well, I can walk around." Xue Hongqiong has lost the decadence she has come. Now that the painting is finished, she is in a good mood. Xue Yuan is back and even a big stone has fallen into the ground.

"How did he agree to let me go with such a tricky person from Ghost Hand Liu Xinghe?"

Xue Hongqiong said: "Guest Zhong took all the children in Huazhai to the Gui Pavilion to ask for the people he wanted. You don't know. Now many people are talking about this on both sides of the Bian River."

Xue Yuan suddenly realized and murmured to herself: "He took people to the Gui Pavilion to ask for someone?"

"Yes. After coming back, the apprentices in Tongguan are now listening to Zhou in Wenhuating and talking about Consul Zhong's calmness in the ghost hall. They chatted and laughed with the ghost hand Liu Xinghe, and everyone's eyes are really amazing."

"Is that..." Xue Yuan murmured.

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...

Zhong Yue is indeed in seclusion.

With such strength, Zhong Yue walked in the Ghost Pavilion today. It was obvious that he was working hard. Strength determined his status. If the Xingsu City brand had not fooled Liu Xinghe, Liu Xinghe would never have been able to release others so smoothly.

"It seems that we still have to condense the ink into the Tao as soon as possible." Zhong Yue sat cross-legged on the bed.

The ink method is the blood method. The first ink splashing chapter of Zhong Yue's Qi technique has been understood for many days and has been running it many times. However, the second ink accumulation chapter has not been able to get the key points. The reason is that the starting formula of the second ink accumulation chapter requires the use of the ink rhyme that breaks the ink rhyme that is absorbed into the body. However, every time Zhong Yue has finished breaking the ink rhyme, the ink rhyme disappears strangely, which is very embarrassing.

"Where is the deviation?" Zhong Yue couldn't understand. According to the method in [Condensing Mo Yi Qi Jue], the essence of this second article was in accordance with the truth. With Zhong Yue controlling Mo Yun's skillful feel, these basic things were not difficult for him at all.

It's like a piano master who can play the symphony of fate. He asked him to play the song of two tigers. Is it difficult this time?

However, Zhong Yue couldn't think of any problem with him even if he broke his head.

"It would be great if Lao Gou was here..." In the past, Zhong Yue had any questions about calligraphy and painting, so he could go to several teachers in the system to ask for advice, but now, he can only rely on himself.

The big brother Gou Laoqi, who is a plastic friendship that can be together, doesn't know where he is now.

"If you do it again, I won't believe in evil! People stand in heaven and earth, and ink is the blood of the word. They want to live, and talk about it. They want to be brilliant. Condensing the ink is connected with one qi; breaking the ink with qi..."

With the operation of [The Ink Condensation One Qi Jue], the ink rhyme between heaven and earth slowly absorbed from the pores of Zhong Yue’s body into the body, and the blood was circulating on a special trajectory.

Zhong Yue concentrated on his energy and felt the feeling of ink flowing in his blood.

Just like a dripping ink into water, the ink in the world enters the body, it will not merge with blood. The feeling of flowing in the blood is the essence of the second chapter of the ink accumulation composition.

In the past, Zhong Yue would no matter how much ink rhyme entered the body, after the second part was used, he could never find any sign of ink rhyme. According to the principle, ink was accumulated into the Dantian, but there was no sign of ink rhyme. This time, Zhong Yue stared at the ink rhyme in the middle, and his spiritual sense was attached to it. He wanted to see why the ink rhyme between heaven and earth disappeared.

Even according to the theorems of conservation of matter and conservation of energy, it should be a little different.

This ink rhyme slowly wanders in the blood, as thin as hair, which is also a consumption for Zhong Yue's highly concentrated spirit. On the other hand, Zhong Yue also needs to use the Ink Condensation Qi technique.

"hiss……"

According to the key points of operation, the ink rhyme that wanted to enter the Dantian actually left the track halfway!

Zhong Yue was shocked now!

No wonder I haven't reacted so much after running for so long, Mo Yun actually left halfway!

Zhong Yue followed the suction force and slowly wandered away. Under the slightest suction force, the ink rhyme of heaven and earth seemed to feel the summoning.

The ink rhyme fluctuates and falls into the bone marrow.

Zhong Yue opened his eyes and murmured with an ugly face: "Why... so serious..."
Chapter completed!