Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 70 The Man in the Painting

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    ??

    Looking around, there is actually a pile of spiritual stones in this dark cave entrance!  The top-quality spiritual stones were piled all over the floor like trash, what a waste of resources!

    Xu Qingqiu suddenly felt very hopeless and happily put all the spiritual stones into the space. She suddenly felt that she had reached the pinnacle of her life. Now she is also a rich person. This feeling is so good!  very good!  very good!

    "Master, please wipe your saliva quickly, you are really embarrassed like this," Xiao Huo reminded weakly.  Interrupting someone's serious thinking.

    When Xu Qingqiu heard this, he quickly wiped the corner of his mouth. There was no saliva anywhere. It was clearly Xiao Huo who was teasing her, "How dare you, Xiao Huo, make fun of your master? I'm angry and won't give you the spirit stone to eat," Xu Qingqiu  He said angrily.

    "No, Master, it was Xiao Huo's fault. Xiao Huo shouldn't have made fun of you," Xiao Huo quickly begged for mercy when he heard that Xu Qingqiu wanted to deprive him of his spirit stones.

    "Okay, okay, I'm just teasing you. Besides, master, am I such a stingy person?" Xu Qingqiu said with a smile.  After all, he is now rich and generous.

    After putting the spirit stone away, Xu Qingqiu walked forward slowly with the lighting stone in hand.

    There were colorful rocks ahead. It seemed that these rocks had lighting functions. Xu Qingqiu put away the lighting stones in his hands and walked forward along the road.

    After some twists and turns, she came to a stone house. The moment she walked into the house, she looked around and saw that the decorations in the house were all red. It can be seen that the original owner loved the color red very much.

    There are not many furnishings in the house, only a mahogany dressing table, next to the dressing table is a mahogany bookshelf, and a bed wrapped in red gauze.

    Although no one has lived in this room for a long time, it is still spotless.

    While Xu Qingqiu was looking at everything in the room curiously, the painting on the wall facing the bookshelf caught Xu Qingqiu's eyes deeply.

    The person in the painting is a stunning woman wearing red clothes and holding a long sword in her hand. Her cherry lips are slightly parted, her upturned red phoenix eyes reveal a hint of coldness and alienation, and there is a red flame-shaped mark on her forehead.  It added a gorgeous color to her.

    From her fierce temperament, it can be seen that her identity must be extraordinary. There is a signature in the lower right corner of the painting with the character "Si", which should be the name of this woman.

    Xu Qingqiu stared at the painting and couldn't help but feel that her brain was in a trance. She seemed to see the eyes of the person in the painting blink. Xu Qingqiu quickly wiped her eyes and continued to read.

    Could it be that I saw it wrong?  The painting didn't seem to have changed much. Besides, how could a painting move? Xu Qingqiu looked at the eyes of the person in the painting a few more times. She felt more and more dizzy as she looked at it.

    Then the woman in the painting blinked her eyes. Only then did Xu Qingqiu realize that he had not seen it wrong at all. At this time, the dizziness in his brain became even more intense. Xu Qingqiu quickly covered her head and tried to  Relieve the discomfort caused by dizziness.

    Just as Xu Qingqiu tried to retract her gaze, she found that a vortex slowly appeared in the painting in front of her. Then the vortex became bigger and bigger. Xu Qingqiu was pulled into the painting by this huge pulling force, and then inside the house  Calmness returned.

    At this time, Xu Qingqiu was in a blurry space. With every step Xu Qingqiu took, the scene in the painting gradually became clearer.

    Until the picture was completely clear, Xu Qingqiu found himself in the middle of a fierce battlefield, and he seemed to be in a God's perspective, just like watching a movie.

    Xu Qingqiu saw the woman in the painting who was wearing red and fighting the enemy at a glance in the crowd. Her body was covered with scars, but she was killing the enemy crazily as if she was unconscious.

    ¡°Compared with the painting, she is more beautiful and heroic in real life than in the painting.

    I saw that the party she led was engaged in a fierce battle with a group of men in black with horns on their heads. Every blink of an eye, a large number of corpses of soldiers fell to the ground.

    The two sides are like a red and black canvas, mixed together everywhere, and each female warrior in red is holding a long sword, and the long sword emits red light under the wave of the palm.

    The extremely powerful sword energy attacked the horned man in black. The man in black was holding a semicircular scimitar and exuding a thick black energy.  The red sword energy was completely corroded.

    The originally empty battlefield was now littered with corpses. The battlefield was filled with violent spiritual energy. The ground was soaked with red and purple blood. The originally pitted areas on the ground now turned into puddles of blood.

    "Si, if you hand over Xuantian's heart and take refuge in me,"You will let your people go," said the coach in black wearing a beast mask.

    "You're dreaming! We, the Jiuli clan, are members of the gods and would rather die in battle than associate with the demons. Just give up on this idea," the woman in red said with determination.

    "Don't be so stubborn. It's not too late to make a decision when you see this person." He clapped his hands, and a woman in white was escorted up by two horned soldiers.

    I saw that the woman in white had her hands tied up with something like a rope, and there was no spiritual energy running in her body. She looked like an ordinary person, but the noble temperament exuding from her body was not like that of ordinary people.

    "How despicable! What you want is Xuantian's heart, what are you going to do to arrest her, an ordinary person," Si said angrily.

    "Hehe, is she really an ordinary person?" The man wearing the beast mask said with a strange smile, "It is really ridiculous that the direct descendant of Jiutian Xuannv of the Jiuli clan can be an ordinary person!"

    "Ah," the woman in white looked pale, causing her originally pale face to become bloodless, just like a cold zombie.

    And there was a hint of nervousness on the originally expressionless face of the woman in red.

    Although it only appeared for a short moment, the man in black was keenly aware of it, "Gaga, this is the only successor of your Nine Heavens Xuannv. If this snow-white neck is touched by this sharp knife in my hand,  I wonder if the way it looks when cut with a scimitar will be beautiful."

    When the warriors of the Jiuli clan saw the face of the woman in white, they were all shocked and said, "Oh no! How could the princess be in the hands of that devil? What should we do?"

    Shu is the only direct bloodline of the Jiuli royal family. Logically speaking, every Jiutian Xuannv should be from the Jiuli royal family. However, except for Si and Shu, everyone else does not know that this year¡¯s Jiutian Xuannv and the inheritor are not the same.  the same person.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report