Chapter 255 If the painting rune knows the tricks, the ghost is shocked (two more)

Author: Yiren is a flower

Chapter 255 If the painting rune knows the tricks, the ghost is shocked (two more)

The pen in Johon's hand was from Pei Yinan's uncle in Beiyinger Kingdom.

He likes the tedious and complicated pattern on the pen. When he holds it in his hand, he was seen by Joe Luo.

The other party told him that the pen is not a pattern, but an ancient spell.

After this pen was taken away by Qiao Luo, Pei Yinan never saw it again.

He thought the other party was lost, but he did not expect to see it again.

Seeing that he hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter, she looked serious: "Jiuye, I haven't joked with you, you are really wrong."

Seeing her rarely stretched her face, her complexion sank.

Pei Yinan has a corrected attitude, and his expression has become solemn: "What's the matter?"

Qiao Luoyan stared at the complex lines on the cinnabar pen, and the cold voice slowly sounded from her lips: "Everyone will carry pilots as soon as they are born. This kind of luck will produce with the acquired environment and personal factors.

change.

Since you know each other, we have been together almost every day. Today, the gas field on my body has changed. A light black mist lingers in the eyebrows.

Don't underestimate it. If you don't stop it, it is likely to spread to the whole body, but the fundamental changes of the luck cannot find the problem of the problem. Even if it is suppressed in a short time, it will encounter a rebound or greater danger in the back. "

Qiao Luo held his cinnabar pen and walked to Pei Yinan.

She touched the other person's eyebrows with a cinnabar pen, and her voice was rare and no longer indifferent.

Pei Yinan's heart was blank, and he knew what Qiao Luo said.

Hearing the other party's question, he replied without hesitation: "Naturally believe it."

Qiao Luo's hand was tightened with the cinnabar pen. This was her first painting symbol, but the precautions of steps and paintings were deeply imprinted in her mind.

She adjusted her emotions and said sinking to the person in the bed: "I suspect that the people in the fellow are behind the back, and to draw a mantra of a sensing crisis.

Cooperate."

"No problem, you draw."

Don't look at Pei Yinan like this, there are still some criminals in his heart.

How did he think the little girl, now he is getting more and more godly.

A step back, Lo Luo took a step back, lifted his hand with cinnabar pen, and started drawing runes in the void.

Seeing this, Pei Yinan was full of doubts, and asked with no sorrow: "Qiaoer, does the painting not need yellow paper?"

Qiao Luo stared at him with a beautiful eyes: "Shut up!"

Yellow paper, still white paper!

She learned the ancient method of ancient surgery, all of which were cited by her own ideas, and there were very few ones with external forces.

The stronger her thoughts, the more energy released by the paintings.

Those who are followed by countless secrets and those who are together with each other.

Its calligraphy is just like my writing, it is not possible to do it, one must not be much.

And the reason why the runes can serve the ghosts and God can do their best because the ghosts and gods can recognize this secret.

This is a word circulating in the metaphysical world. The paintings are unknown, causing ghosts and gods to laugh.

Qiao Luoyu does not believe that this world has ghosts and gods, unless it is at a higher dimension.

Based on the huge knowledge she received, the environment of this world does not have ghosts and gods.

The thin aura is barren even the ancient martial arts, let alone the ghost and god that needs to survive.

Joe Luo, who is drawing the symbol, has been dazzling from the slow speed from the beginning to the current cloud flowing water.

When she started to learn the eighteen stitches of the ghost door, she received the ancient witchcraft spell. It was closely related to the eighteen needles of the ghost door.

The basic knowledge of the witch curse and the painting symbol, Joe Luo is all known, but it is not interested in this.

If it weren't for the black mist in Pei Yinan's heart, she couldn't spy, and the cinnabar pen in her hand was too lazy to hold it.

Qiao Luo wore the emperor's green jade bracelet holding the cinnabar pen. He was placed in the lower wrist in the middle and lower wrist in the void, with a beautiful posture, solemn face, charming, and full of oppression.

The cinnabar pen has not paused in the void. A stroke, the handsome figure also replaced with the pen.

Pei Yinan couldn't see the drawn. Qiao Luoyan could clearly see the spell with golden light, and it floated in the void.

When she ended up, the gold light flashed, and a energy fluctuation was released.

Qiao Luoyan's other hand stretched out, and the palm of the palm was opposed to the spell, and a low drink: "Go!"

The half -person high spell filled with golden light, floating in the void, remote.

Qiao Luo's eyes flashed with doubts, and his eyebrows were slightly condensed. I didn't know where the steps were wrong.

Although this is the first time she draws, the knowledge of the spell has long been imprinted in her mind. Whether it is curve or straight line, it is perfect.

Qiao Luo's eyes moved down, and when he saw the position below the spell that was not shrouded in the golden light, it suddenly realized.

She forgot to print!

The power of a rune is powerful, if it is not printed, it is also a waste symbol.

Qiao Luo merged with five fingers, and extended towards the empty space with the size of the slap.

When her hand was imprinted on the spell, the golden light on the spell hit.

The powerful power fluctuations, bringing up the hair of Qiao Luo, revealing the Apollo blue diamond earrings on her small and exquisite earlobe.

At this moment, Qiao Luo's gas field changed.

She is like the nine -day mysterious girl, and her fairy is lingering. All the anger on her body disappears.

She is soft and beautiful, and her natural immortality makes people dare not approach.

Sitting on the bed, Pei Jiuye witnessed a series of operations of Qiao Luo, the whole person was stunned.

His Qiao'er is so beautiful, beautiful, and panic, afraid that he will lose her if he is not careful.

Pei Yinan's panic gradually aggravated, and he had to hold Qiao Luo's hand when he raised his hand.

The latter noticed his intention, and said sharply: "Don't move!"

Qiao Luoyan looked at the magical spell in front of him, evacuated his hand, the palm of the palm of the palm, pushed it out forward, and shouted again: "Go!"

This time, with her thoughts, like a large net firmly attached to Pei Yinan's body.

The spell was turned into a silky golden line, and his body penetrated in a blink of an eye, and he disappeared instantly.

Qiao Luo stepped forward and reached out to touch Pei Yinan's eyebrows.

She closed her eyes tightly and spy with her strong ideas.

Jolo's thoughts appeared in a thick black mist. She seemed to be in the evil spirits of the yin, and her cold body was trembling.

Suddenly, she saw a shadow flashed not far away, and she pursued her feet.

The figure in front, the footsteps are fast.

It didn't take long after Joe Luo chased, he lost people.

She looked around and found that the environment had changed.

There are grave heads everywhere, and there are no rows of tombstones.

In such an environmental environment, even Qiao Luo feels a bit of people.
Chapter completed!