"Crack--"

The man in yellow was about to strike when he heard the Qianqi Mirror, and the brush in his hand was instantly broken into two pieces.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

The man in yellow scolded him loudly, then turned sideways and took out a new brush from his bag and continued to hold the pen to paint.

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and he was slow to finish the writing.

"Nonsense? Uncle Tingye doesn't understand, right?"

Yunyue was holding the unsteady brush and spinning in her hands leisurely.

"Don't talk nonsense! The consequences of talking nonsense are very serious!"

The man in yellow calmly put away the drawing board and warned seriously.

"If you talk nonsense, then the consequences will be serious! But what I'm telling the truth! Since Uncle Tingye misses the people in the painting so much, how about returning to the wonderland as soon as possible?"

"I was born in a fairyland, and the native fairyland warrior, why should I return to the Qianqi Mirror?"

"Uncle Tingye is indeed a warrior who grew up in the fairyland! But I am sure you, the uncle of Qianqi Mirror, did not grow up in the fairyland!"

"I am Tingye!"

"If you are really Uncle Tingye, you should have helped other uncles and aunts in the fairyland out of the fairyland. Why do you have to change the mechanisms in the fairyland repeatedly? Isn't you going to trap your uncles and aunts in the fairyland to death?"

"What is the change mechanism? Stop talking nonsense anymore. I am Tingye!"

Yun Yue raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Uncle doesn't seem to be good at lying!"

The man in yellow was so angry that he picked up the drawing board and placed it in a safe corner, and directly broke up with Yun Yue.

"Uncle is going to kill someone to silence me?"

Yun Yue tapped Yun Jian's sword body, and his cold eyes were clearly visible murderous intent.

"Boy! When did you know!"

The man in yellow turned the brush in his hand several times, and the pen body, which was one foot long, suddenly became one meter long.

"Just a while ago, why is uncle still here? Don't you reply to the Qianqi Mirror report?"

"It has nothing to do with you!"

"It does have nothing to do with me whether you go back or not, but if you change the agency and organize the uncles and aunts in the Wonderland to go out, it will have nothing to do with me!"

"The judgment of your Lord is unfair. Is it too cruel to find ways to trap the fairyland warriors to death?"

"What do you know, a little boy!"

"I really don't know! I don't know why your Lord is so cruel!"

Yun Yue raised her hand and touched her back, pulling out a long sword of Yuhong from behind.

"I advise you not to overestimate yourself!"

The man in yellow shook his brush and looked contemptuous.

"I often listen to this sentence!" Yun Yue responded politely, and his sword body turned, and a dark red light appeared faintly.

"Don't be too timid!"

The man in yellow smiled bloodthirsty, and the brush turned again, and the pen body grew one meter longer.

The pen tip drowns on the roof, and the lightning cracks opened to Yunyue's feet in a blink of an eye.

"Uncle should say hello if he wants to take action."

Yun Yue waved his sword and inserted a bright blue tiles, and his body swayed in the air, barely stabbing.

"pound--"

Yun Yue pulled out the Yunwu Long Sword from behind, changed positions with the red Long Sword, and returned to the sharp sword wind.

"Little hairy, you're still a little tender!"

The man in yellow turned the tip of his pen backwards and penetrated heavily into the crack of the tiles in front of him. Dozens of palm winds hit the pen, turning more than three times, and continuously attacking Yunyue.

“Tender does not mean weakness!”

Yun Yue raised his sword and flicked it up, combined the two swords into one in the air, aimed at the pen body, and quickly took off his hand.

He quickly made gestures with his hands, his eyes were stained with frost, and strange runes at the corners of his eyes were faintly visible.

With a cold shout, the man in yellow's brush and palm wind were frozen in place.

"bite--"

A sword passed, and after a slight collision sounded, the brush broke into two pieces.

"Boy, you are not from the Wonderland!"

The man in yellow quickly retreated. When he landed on the ground, he had already pulled out a few brushes from behind him.

"Uncle only knows now?"

Yun Yue took back the long sword and wiped it carelessly, but Yu Guang stared at the every move of the man in yellow.

"You are not a human being! How do you know that I am not really Tingye? No one in the fairyland knows!"

"If I say it was told by someone from Qianqi Mirror, do you believe it?"

"Of course I don't believe it! The Qianqi Mirror has been blocked! You can't get in!"

"Everything is possible. Uncle, don't rush to deny it. Please ask me what you have reported to Qianqijing!"

"Didn't you say that Qianqi Mirror has been blocked? How can I report it since it has been blocked?"

"Didn't I say that everything is possible? It is also possible that the Lord Qianqi Jing will send someone to pick you up!"

"You are so thoughtful! If you really come to pick me up, I will be grateful!"

"So, uncle hasn't told Qianqijing anything yet?"

Yun Yue asked calmly with a smile, her light eyebrows stimulating a satisfied color.

"It has nothing to do with you!"

The man in yellow waved his brush and swept across the roof. Hundreds of tiles were swept high like fallen leaves. Only bare long wood was left under the feet of the two.

"I'm relieved if uncle says this!"

Yun Yue raised her eyebrows and smiled, and her hands hidden in her sleeve began to tremble.

The man in yellow sneered, "It's too early to rest assured!"

The brush that swept the tiles suddenly stopped not far in front of Yunyue. With a swish, dozens of short brushes were minute by minute. The tip of the brush was extremely sharp and the cold light shone.

"It won't be too early! Just right!"

The two fingers behind Yunyue quickly staggered, with the suspended red light, and dozens of round targets at a fraction.

"call out--"

The two of them took action at the same time, and the small brushes were inserted steadily on the target.

The man in yellow was surprised, where did this thing come from?

Yun Yue took advantage of the man in yellow's loss of consciousness and swung his fist into a palm, and the meridians beating under his skin were clearly visible.

"pound--"

A palm fell on the man in yellow, and the man in yellow was knocked back a few steps. The strength of the palm was not light or heavy, which was far away from the expected severeness.

"Haha..." The man in yellow pressed his heart, which was not much pain, looked at Yun Yue with contempt, and smiled frivolously.

"Little Maotou, you dare to attack me with this little ability! You are too overestimating your ability!"

The man in yellow turned his pen and started to take Yunyue seriously.

"Super your abilities? Why don't uncle look at his heart before talking?"

Yunyue sat on the remaining tiles, leisurely polishing the sword with two fingers, ignoring the man's contempt.

"Hmph! Heart? Do you want to make a hole in your strength?"

The man in yellow replied disdainfully.

"Uncle, please read it early! After reading it, I want to think about the nice lines begging for mercy. I am in a good mood, maybe I can give it a lighter."

Yunyue returned with a kind smile, and the afterglow was scattered in several positions.

Seeing Yun Yue insisting on her, the man in yellow cooperated to pull open his clothes and looked at his heart, but did not see anything unusual.

"Little Maotou! You dare to fool me! You are looking for death!"

The man in yellow thought that he was being fooled, and suddenly became angry and embarrassed when he saw Yun Yue.

"Uncle, don't be anxious! Look carefully! Go down! My heart! You have just taken off your clothes so much, how can you see clearly?"

Yunyue held her cheek with one hand and pointed to the position of her heart with the other hand, indicating the correct position.

The man in yellow looked down and saw that Yun Yue had controlled all his brushes, so he had to pull down his clothes as instructed.

A sharp black dot appeared in his eyes. The man in yellow vaguely saw something in the shape of his little claws. He was stunned for a moment, and pulled off his clothes tightly, revealing his entire heart.

Control the printing?

When his eyes fell on the mark on his heart, he fell to the ground with a look of ashes.

The man in yellow had no corrugated support under him. He leaned back and fell from the roof to the hall.
Chapter completed!