Reincarnation Space: Deceive The World

"Om...

The dark pupil glowed with an obscure glow, like a program.

According to his imagination, he carefully sketched the image of his vest, with relish, quite a feeling of Nu Wa fabricating life.

Within the retina, a figure suddenly emerged.

starry night, moonless,

Under the bright moonlight, a mysterious woman was holding a drawing board,

In black clothes, black pants, and black hair, her skeleton is very slender, and her body is tall and slender. She has the taste of a modern girl in the 1990s. She is gorgeous, rebellious, and charming.

In the darkness of thick ink, only the drawing board is pure white.

The pale palette outlines an abstract painting in the style of the twentieth century.

Like drawing a woman.

That beautiful face was full of weird smiles,

Like an actor with delicate red makeup that loses her paint,

Showing half a flowered face,

I don't know whether to laugh or cry,

So cry and laugh,

beautiful.

There is an oppressive, rotten beauty.

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Name: Aku

Ability: Draw the ground as a prison

Origin: Reality is like a mountain, romance is like a cloud.

Summer is prose and lemons, rare flutes and bare feet, and August bedrooms.

She stood alone, but she was never sad or alone.

She has painting companions, there are universes in her paintings, and there is never a lack of sentient beings in her paintings.

It is more romantic and magnificent than reality.

Progress: (0/10000)

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The progress bar is only 10,000, it is not difficult, if the power is terrible, it is not.

This "ability" is just incidental, and wearing a vest to hide his identity is the purpose.

Drawing the ground as a prison, as the name suggests, is an ability to draw the Tao.

There are all kinds of wonders in the heavens and the world, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, knives, spears, swords, and halberds, all of which can form their own.

simply put,

Just like the general understanding of those literary and Taoist systems, poetry can stop thousands of troops and horses.

The ground is a prison, and in the swirl of ink, everything is on the three-foot drawing paper.

Open the exchange list of the gods and demons space, enter the keywords of "painting" and "pen", and many options suddenly pop up.

Qiankun pen, Shanhai pen, Qianjun pen...

After browsing for a while, Qin Shuang bought the 'Shan Hai Pen' and spent 10,000 points.

That's 10,000 points!

Since Gopher got 5,000 points and grinned like a fool, he knew that 10,000 points was not a small number in the God-Devil Dimension.

Equipment to buy a paintbrush?

Gophers will definitely spray your face, suspecting that you are going to deceive people.

But for Qin Shuang, without blinking his eyes, he is full of local tyrants and has a lot of money.

It doesn't matter which "space", Qin Shuang tries to avoid it as long as it involves "strengthening oneself". And there is no 'experience area' in the gods and demons space, so he has not moved.

But, it's just right to use it to buy equipment.

Shanhaibi: a magical relic of the sages, lingering with a trace of Taoism, with the finishing touch, the effect depends on the strength of the spiritual power.

The reason why I choose Shanhai Pen is mainly because of its appearance, which is the shape of a pencil.

Everything is ready,

But he still had some subtle feelings in his heart.

"I can't think of a day when I also have women's clothing..." Qin Shuang shook his head, unable to help but laugh.

In the light of laughter, his image changed visible to the naked eye.

Looking from a distance, there is a dark figure on the edge of the track, with long hair in a shawl, wearing a black pleated lantern skirt, just looking from the back, it is a back killer with a 100% turnaround rate.

The body exudes a sense of distance that refuses thousands of miles,

Holding the pale drawing board in both hands,

Like a cold literary girl.

He is deeply involved in the play, and when the image changes, the verve in his bones changes in an instant.

Just at this moment, a train came suddenly, very suddenly, like coming out of hell, surrounded by a strange mist.

Crimson Mist.

Silent and silent.

It is like a shuttle outside the real, in an illusory state, like a mirage.

Qin Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly,

The train starts to slow down,

Slowly stopped.

With a "bang" sound, the door of a compartment opened to both sides, looking into the compartment from the outside, only a hazy sight could be seen.

That mysterious layer of crimson fog seems to be able to isolate all prying eyes.

"This is the strangeness I have a hunch... 99

Quietly watching the carriage, Qin Shuang looked thoughtful. The strange thing is that there are so many people around, but they turn a blind eye to this strange train, as if they didn't see it.

what to do.

Qin Shuang thought for a while, smiled lightly, and slowly stepped into the carriage.

There was also a man who saw the train, didn't pay much attention, and hurried in.

Ignoring the lingering crimson mist, it actually looks no different from an ordinary train.

Marvel World.

H Washington.

The drizzle is misty, and the black widow/widow is holding a black umbrella and wearing a black tight combat suit, like a hazy and sexy wild cat in the rain.

That exquisite bright/beautiful face has a lazy meaning.

Suddenly his face changed.

A train broke through the rain curtain and slowly stopped in front of it, and the compartment door opened quietly.

||what?”

The black widow/widow's eyes were astonished, looking left and right, this train is very strange, can't see the front end, can't see the end, it seems to be endless.

"What the hell, there is no such thing in my world..."

Speaking of which, Black Widow's heart skips a beat, am I doing something weird too?

This,

This is really...

The black widow/widow didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and then hesitated whether to go in.

It didn't take long for her to think about it, but there was a strong attraction, which made her move (Nuodhao), and walked in unexpectedly.

infinite space.

"You will enter the dungeon tomorrow, I suggest you to exchange some spiritual posts. 35

Zhan Lan looked at Zheng Zha and said, "Brother Zhang Jie's description of what happened in the ghost street, you listened to it and it's infiltrating, right?

Just in case, buy something to restrain the supernatural.

Zheng Zha hesitated.

Zhan Lan was helpless.

But Zheng Zha was reluctant to buy some talismans.

Zhang Jie thought for a while, and was about to persuade him to carry at least a few talismans to prevent resentment.

However, at this moment, Zheng Zha suddenly jumped up and exclaimed: "Fuck!!!

what the hell?

Zhan Lan and Zhang Jie looked at each other, then looked at Zheng Zha in confusion, not knowing what he was exclaiming for no reason, he seemed to see something amazing.