Fantasy: My Female Disciples Want to Kill Me Too Much

Chapter 288 Xiao He’S Anomaly

Inside the Five Fingers Peak of Qingyunzong.

In the room, Zhang Qifan asked indifferently: “What about your promise? 99

Hearing this familiar voice, Wang Liang Daoist couldn’t help trembling.

The king’s body with frightened eyes~ This handsome man in front of me.

That’s right, it’s him who has tied himself in the painting for several years.

In that world full of ink, Wang Liang Daoist tried countless ways to escape, but without exception, he failed.

Until just now, he had been in despair in the painting.

In fact, what Wang Liang Daoist did not know was that the time in the painting was different from the time outside.

One day in the world, ten years in the painting.

The feeling of pain and helplessness, Wen Ren Zhongqi is the person who has the most say.

Zhang Qifan saw Wang Liang Daoist trembling all over, unable to speak.

There was no nonsense immediately, and he directly opened the scroll in his hand again.

A powerful suction came, and instantly sucked half of Wangliang Daoist’s body in.

After this period of research.

Zhang Qifan has mastered the skills of landscape painting and understood its characteristics.

When the sun is at its peak during the day, people can be drawn into the painting.

Zhang Qifan did not explore the limits of landscape painting.

It is only clear that people below the late stage of Transcend Tribulation will never be able to escape after entering.

After people are included in the painting, the owner of the painting can pull it out.

As long as the time to pull out is less than twelve hours.

The scroll can be opened at any time and people can be put back in.

This way, without the help of sunlight.

As long as the owner of the painting has a movement in his mind.

Zhang Qifan didn’t understand how high the grade of the painting was.

But for this kind of power, he would like to call it a fairy weapon.

Wang Liang Daoist, who was swallowed up again, looked terrified, and kept waving his hands, trying to break free from the painting.

But as it turns out, it’s all useless.

Zhang Qifan looked cold and asked again, “What about your promise?”

Hearing this, Wangliang Daoist nodded quickly and said, “I remember, I remember, is the storage ring right? I’ll give it to you now, all to you!”5

With that said, Wang Liang Daoist took off the storage ring in his hand without hesitation.

The Restrictions above are then erased.

When he was about to hand the storage ring to Zhang Qifan, he suddenly retracted it.

He asked nervously: “If I give you the storage ring, will you let me out?”

Zhang Qifan didn’t answer directly, but replied indifferently: “Do you think you have room to bargain with me?”

Wang Liang Daoist tightly held the storage ring in his hand, as if he was holding his last life-saving straw.

“If I give it to you, you will let me out.”

Zhang Qifan didn’t answer, just slowly stretched out his right hand.

Seeing this, Wangliang Daoist had no choice, and tremblingly handed over the storage ring in his hand.

The corner of Zhang Qifan’s mouth raised a nice arc.

Then, with his right hand, he darkened Wangliang Daoist’s head and pressed it completely into the painting.

“Ah!! You are not honest!!!”

Wangliang Daoist’s last voice, heartbroken.

Zhang Qifan curled his lips in disdain, then rolled up the painting and put it in the storage ring.

Then he injected Spirit Power into Wangliang Daoist’s storage ring.

Zhang Qifan’s Divine Sense immediately entered a large room.

There are hundreds of top-grade Spirit Stones, and some Magical Items.

Although there are not many things, it seems that everything is fine.

It has to be said that Wangliang Daoist’s assets are not many.

Completely incomparable to own.

Zhang Qifan shook his head in dissatisfaction.

If Wangliang Daoist knew that she was thinking like this, he would probably die of anger on the spot.

What a joke.

As the third elder of Soul Eater Sect, he is a proper high-level.

Plus the Cultivation Base of the middle stage of the Transcend Tribulation environment.

The treasures plundered on weekdays are the treasures that others can only hope for.

Of course, if he were to be compared with Zhang Qifan, it would be incomparable.

For Spirit Stones, Zhang Qifan also picked up the supply of star wine, and has already achieved the stage of wealth freedom.

As for Magical Item Lingbao?

Looking at the entire Zhongzhou Continent and East China Sea Continent, who dares to say that he has more things than Zhang Qifan?

You must know that Zhang Qifan can kill the existence of Xianzhu Daoist, looting all the thousands of years of accumulation of this human immortal.

Now there are treasures in the entire treasure pavilion of Xiaoyaomen.

Zhang Qifan can be described as a proper billionaire.

Who is comparable?

Although he said so, Zhang Qifan’s movements were not slow at all.

He directly took out all of Wangliang Daoist’s things and transferred them directly to his own storage ring.

After doing all this.

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Zhang Qifan then threw Wangliang Daoist’s storage ring onto the storage ring and ignored it.

Just as he was about to rest.

There was a knock on the door.

Zhang Qifan waved his hand to open the door, only to see Xiao He pretty standing outside the door.

Wait, it’s a little weird.

Why is Xiao He wearing a black cloud gauze skirt today?

This dress is very different from her previous outfits.

It made Xiao He look as if he had changed his personality.

Zhang Qifan couldn’t help laughing: “Yo, why did you change your clothes today?”

Hearing this, Xiao He smiled and shook his head.

Did you dress up?

In the last life, he had always been wearing this flowing cloud gauze skirt.

Xiao He looked at the familiar face in front of him, and for a moment there were thousands of thoughts in his heart.

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He let out a sigh of turbid air, just as he was about to speak.

Zhang Qifan suddenly raised his hand slightly and took the initiative to stretch out his right arm.

Seeing this, Xiao He was slightly taken aback.

The hands subconsciously circled up.

That’s right, during this period of time, Zhang Qifan got used to this movement, and Xiao He’s body was even more used to it.

Before, it was Xiao He who was injured and held her when she lost her memory.

But now, she has recovered her memory and is holding hands again.

My heart beat a little faster involuntarily.

Zhang Qifan moved his neck and said softly: “Tonight, remember not to squeeze me.

You used to squeeze me so much that I couldn’t sleep well.

These words made Xiao He’s face a little hot.

His eyes became a little dodgy.

Then, just as Zhang Qifan was about to go to rest, Xiao He suddenly grabbed his arm and said seriously, “Master, I have something to tell you.”5

“Huh? Well, you say, I listen.

Zhang Qifan nodded.

Stand up straight and pretend to listen.

Xiao He took two deep breaths and gathered up his courage, but did not look up, looking at his toes, just as he was about to speak.

Suddenly, Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth suddenly changed.

Xiao He and Zhang Qifan both turned their heads and looked out at the same time.

In the otherwise peaceful night, the wind wrinkled.

“Someone wants Transcend Tribulation!”

Xiao He’s eyes narrowed and she said softly.

Hearing this, Zhang Qifan did not hesitate, and immediately flew to the door where Hongye was.