Ye Luoli Fairy Dream: I want to change my destiny

Shu Yan nodded towards Zina, Wang Mo looked at everyone happily and said happily: "It's great, everyone is together! The only difference is Wanru..."

Mandora looked at the happy people underground and said proudly: "I didn't expect the Ice Princess to still help you. She is about to die, and she still wants to help humans! I will ask her to settle this account, but even if you are like this What can I do after my kid's body recovers? I have drained all your dolls' immortal power, and they have no immortal power anymore. You all dare to come back to Ye Luoli Doll Shop, are you here to die?"

Wang Mo said loudly: "How is it possible, Mandora, don't even think about it!"

Shu Yan said loudly: "Send yourself to death? What a beautiful idea you have! So what if we don't have immortal power, we won't give up."

Moli nodded and said softly: "Master, Wanru is trying to find a way to gain new power. We have to help her buy time before she comes back!"

Mandora looked at the people below arrogantly and said loudly: "Don't be stupid again. Now you have fallen down one by one. The so-called buying time is nothing more than prolonging my happiness and letting me see your pain more." ,despair!"

Shu Yan said firmly: "Even if we can't do anything, we still have to stay with the store manager!"

Wang Mo nodded and said firmly: "Yes, we want to stay next to the doll shop!"

Everyone nodded firmly and stood firmly in front of the doll shop.

Sisi and Zina looked at each other, and both said in unison: "By staying by the doll store, you can crush the doll store, but you can't crush our love for the store manager and the doll store!"

The eyes of the two were very firm, looking at Mandora without any fear!

Peacock said happily: "As expected of our chosen master, let's face it together!"

Shu Yan said firmly: "You can destroy the world, but you can't destroy our hearts!"

Mandora said disdainfully: "Then I will let you recognize the reality!"

At this time, a lightning monster ran to a roof and said respectfully to the queen: "Report to the queen, the east side of the city has been occupied by us. Humans are too scared to come out. The city has become ruins!"

At this time, another lightning monster appeared and said happily: "The north is also our world. Let's have a flood and earthquake, smash all these buildings of human civilization, block the river, demolish the dams, and insert the thorns into the earth." Pull out the steel bars, let them feel the pain of nature, and restore the original appearance of the earth, it is really clean and refreshing!"

Jianpeng said anxiously: "Damn it, what should I do?"

Mosha supported Xing Ling and watched with fear. Bai Xu slowly flew to Mosha's side and comforted Mosha. Gao Taihuan looked at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking...

Shu Yan said softly: "How long can we hold on..."

Sisi sighed and said: "At this time, we can only wait for Wanru to come back... She is the only one left... We are too weak... I don't know if she can come back safely!"

Wang Mo nodded and said softly: "I hope Wanru can come back safely!"

At this time our eyes came to Wanru.

Hearing Wanru's words, Yan Jue couldn't help but sneer, and then put away his fan, with a hint of seriousness in his elegant voice.

Yan Jue said seriously: "Okay! The beautiful poem has officially begun! Ye Luoli's magic, ink pen -"

The eyes that were lazy and carefree just a moment ago are now full of serious and evil aura. The red-phoenix eyes are slightly raised at the moment, the eyebrows are long and slender, flying diagonally into the temples, revealing a fierce aggressiveness, and the color of the thin lips is as red as blood, cold. There was a trace of solemnity in the charming voice.

Yan Jue continued solemnly: "The writer's pen and ink are full of style, the landscape is lightly described, the red color is trimmed, the ink is light and elegant, and the landscape is charming."

He gently held up a magic formula with his right hand, and golden light spots shone on his fingertips. A circular magic circle appeared again between the dots of ink, like bright stars shining in this dark space, and then in mid-air. A huge golden brush is condensed in it.

Wanru looked at it carefully and said softly: "The writing brush! It's so funny and elegant!"

Yan Jue above was concentrating on preparing for the next trial. With a slight wave, he grasped the small golden brush and waved it.

Yan Jue said softly: "Ye Luoli's magic, the calligraphy and painting are real, the spirit beam landscape——"

With the wave, a bright light like the Milky Way appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Connected to the huge brush, a huge landscape painting appeared at Wanru's feet, with golden light edges, flowing streams, and my blooming flowers. It makes Wanru seem to be in a real landscape.

When Wanru saw this scene, she was not only a little surprised, but then she looked at the huge writing brush. She couldn't help but think of Ma Liang, the famous children's story magic brush before time travel, who also had a magical writing brush and could draw pictures in it. If something becomes a real existence, is it like putting yourself in an illusion to be tested?

Wanru couldn't help but think about the next trial in her heart, but Yan Jue above her was making a slightly ungraceful movement. He gently put the brush to his lips, and slightly grazed the tip of the brush with his tongue, raising the With a devilish smile, he said: "Stroke and then dye, ink pen, take the color from my body——"

The color gradually flowed around Yan Jue, as if there was an attraction, absorbing all the colors in his body. His whole body turned into a pure white state, and even the color of his eyes and pupils became It was a deep ink color, but in the next second I saw him waving it in his hand.

Yan Jue said softly: "Yan Jue, the Master of Ceremonies of Lingxi Pavilion, used my colors to complete the final ceremony. The thick ink and light colors can be freely retracted and retracted, and the colors are returned to me. The Lingxi test is [-]%."

The huge brush kept rotating, and the colors gradually began to flow backwards. The colors absorbed in the brush flowed out, and gradually returned to Yan Jue himself, and his whole body returned to the colorful colors.

The colors around Yan Jue returned to their original state, and the brush in his hand was writing something in the void. The shadows of several brushes overlapped and repeated in a dizzying manner.

The next second, the landscape painting at Wan Ru's feet suddenly turned into a long scroll, extremely messy, wrapping around her body from her feet. In this dark space, these scrolls also exuded golden silk screen, there was a kind of The atmosphere of quaintness and vicissitudes of life.

Wanru said in surprise: "These pen and ink are getting tighter and tighter! This..."

The silk-like painting wrapped around Wanru tighter and tighter, as if it were alive. The more Wanru struggled, the tighter the painting became, wrapping her into a mummy-like shape and hanging upside down in the air.

Wanru whispered: "Damn it! Yan Jue!"