"It's a rare trip to the Demon World. It's too boring to stay in the room all the time. And it won't improve much in just a few days. Most people sit in the room and practice just to be at peace. In my opinion, this kind of action is completely meaningless, so I ran out to relax. I didn't expect to meet you here, it's a coincidence."

Yin Yingluo giggled, jumped off the platform, landed lightly, then walked to Bai Mufan and looked at the drawing board in front of him, and asked curiously: "Besides how to play the piano, do you also know how to draw?"

"It's a little bit." Bai Mufan nodded. His current painting skills may have been equivalent to those painting professionals who have studied for a year or two. However, according to the standards of the Little White Face System, he is still only an entry-level painting skills and has just left the category of beginners, so there is nothing wrong with his answer.

"It is not uncommon for girls who can play the piano and draw. Generally, boys can learn these skills." Yin Yingluo said with a smile.

"Well... I might be an exception." Bai Mufan's face did not blush and his heart was a little weak, but his heart was a little weak. Could it be that Yin Yingluo had noticed something? Is this testing himself?

Fortunately, Yin Yingluo seemed to have just mentioned it casually and did not say more about this issue. She looked at the yellow bird standing on Bai Mufan's shoulder, stretched out her slender and fair fingers to tease the little guy a few times, and smiled and said, "Class Bai Yunxi, can you help me draw a picture?"

Bai Mufan nodded happily, raised his pen and asked, "What do you want me to draw?"

"Draw me."

Bai Mufan was slightly stunned, and saw Yin Yingluo walking under the moonlight not far away, then turned around, gently plucked the silver hair on his temples, and his slender and fair arms were behind him, and he tilted his head and blinked at him playfully: "Is that OK?"

The delicate beauty that the girl bloomed in this moment made Bai Mufan lose his mind a little, and then quickly reacted. He calmed down and nodded, "Of course it's okay, just stand there and don't move, you can draw it right away."

"Wait a minute." Yin Yingluo suddenly thought of something and waved her hand. The yellow bird that always stood on Bai Mufan's shoulder suddenly flapped her wings and flew to the palm of her hand. She stood there motionlessly. Then she turned her head and looked at Bai Mufan and said with a smile: "Okay, let's start painting now."

Bai Mufan was a little surprised. The yellow bird might have drawn it by himself, so he was very intimate with him. He has been steadily leaving his shoulders since just now. Unexpectedly, Yin Yingluo immediately "rebelled" just by wavering her hand.

Bai Mufan was amused and crying, but he didn't think much about it. He put away the ink given by the system. This thing was too precious. He used a little less, and then hesitated for a moment. He remembered the identity of a warrior he was still disguised as, so he did not replace the pen. He just took the practice pen and started painting on paper with ordinary ink.

“Swishy…”

Bai Mufan painted very seriously and described some details, which could be said to have exerted ten successful powers. After all, this is the first time he has drawn someone else. If he draws too poorly, he will feel a little embarrassed.

Yin Yingluo is also a perfect model. She kept the same posture and stood motionless on the edge of the boat from beginning to end. The yellow bird she held in her palm was also very well-behaved, which made Bai Mufan feel very comfortable to draw.

About forty minutes later, Bai Mufan relaxed and stopped writing, saying, "The painting is done."

"Let me see!" Yin Yingluo couldn't wait to run over, and looked at the drawing paper in front of Bai Mufan with a smile on her face, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

There was a beautiful girl on it. The girl was standing on the edge of the boat with three bright moons above her head. The girl held a small and cute yellow bird in her palm. She smiled with a smile on her mouth, and she stretched out her other hand to tease the yellow bird with a pure and flawless temperament on her body.

Bai Mufan's painting skills have made great progress, and coupled with the help of magical practice pens, this painting looks extremely real. The girl in the painting is full of vivid frown and smile, including the yellow bird, which is also lifelike, as if she will come out of the painting at any time!

"Are you not satisfied?" Bai Mufan looked at her reaction and seemed to be something wrong, so he couldn't help but ask.

When he was painting, he involuntarily added some of his impressions of Yin Yingluo, so the Yin Yingluo in the painting was actually slightly different from the real Yin Yingluo. He was worried that this difference would make Yin Yingluo dissatisfied.

Yin Yingluo came to her senses, a smile appeared on her face again, and she shook her head and said, "Of course not, I like it very much. Can you give it to me?"

"I originally planned to give it to you." Bai Mufan felt relieved. He took off the painting with a smile and handed it to Yin Yingluo.

Yin Yingluo took it carefully and put it in close proximity.

After that, the two chatted for a few more times, and Bai Mufan said goodbye to Yin Yingluo on the grounds of rest, packed up his things, and walked towards his bedroom alone.

When he walked away, Bai Mufan remembered that he had just forgotten to bring the yellow bird back. He was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but shake his head and continue walking forward. Anyway, it was not a big deal, so he gave it to Yin Yingluo.

The painting for Yin Yingluo just now confirmed another thing, that is, whether the things in the painting will come to reality depends on the will of the painter.

For example, when he was painting for Yin Yingluo just now, he did not hold a strong idea of ​​hoping that the things in the painting would be concrete like before. Yin Yingluo and Huang Que in the painting really did not come to reality, but were still on the drawing paper, and it was more vivid than when he painted with ordinary brushes. The things drawn by practicing brushes have a magical spirituality!

But even if he thought it wrong, it wouldn't matter if the Yin Yingluo in the painting ran out. Anyway, he is a warrior now, and it is reasonable to have some magical powers, and it won't make people feel strange.

Bai Mufan recalled Yin Yingluo's every move just now. Yin Yingluo was very different from other girls who were inverted by the world he knew. His words and deeds were very "feminine", or "masculine" in this world, but it inexplicably touched the heart of a man in normal world, and he couldn't help but mutter: "This guy is definitely a phoenix yin, and he is the one who is suffering..."
Chapter completed!