Now that Wukong has flew in front of inquiries, Chunyu Jin and Wang Fang are not in a hurry to move forward.

Wang Fang patted the dust on his body and stood up. The ink-washed dust had another beauty when it was flying.

Regarding Chunyu Jin's accusation, Wang Fang said helplessly: "When I was painting Wukong and scrolling the universe, I didn't think too much, so that it was a little irritable."

Chunyu Jin then remembered what Wang Fang had encountered at that time, and understood why his painting spirit made arbitrary decisions.

When artists create painting scrolls, they will make full preparations in advance. Especially if the 12th-level painter Hanlin wants to make a breakthrough with the 13th-level painter, they need to draw a painting scroll with the potential to transform into the painting scroll of the heavens.

The story must be carefully compiled and the character and ability of the future main painting spirit must be planned in advance. With the story, a lot of trial paintings and selections are made for matching paintings.

This is a job that requires a lot of time and energy, and it also takes one or two years of preparation at the earliest.

Some families with conditions will tailor a plan to paint the world a few years in advance when a child of the family shows his talent for painting skills.

Just like Chunyu Jin, she was able to become the master of the 14th level painting at such a young age. In addition to being really talented, the support of her family is also an important reason.

If she was born in a civilian family, the 12th-level painter Hanlin to the 13th-level painter, it might be the hurdle she has taken through throughout her life.

It was also because of what Chunyu Jin experienced and saw that she was puzzled by how Wang Fang drew a 14th-level scroll of the universe.

However, this kind of temporary creation of painting scrolls is definitely different from the carefully crafted painting scrolls.

Ye... is Chunyu Jin's evaluation of Wang Fang's painting spirit Wukong.

But compared with those who follow the rules, everything is carefully created by the painter. The painting spirit Wukong gives Chunyu Jin another different feeling.

"Your painting spirit is a treasure, but it still needs to be carved...at least let him know how dangerous it is to leave you alone.

I'm not necessarily reliable."

In the ink-wash cave passage, the passive light created by the painter shines here as white, and the few ink marks on the cave wall are protruding stones of varying shapes and sizes.

Wang Fang and Chunyu Jin stood opposite each other in this scroll.

Chunyu Jin was wearing silver armor, with a red lining inside the armor. Wang Fang was still wearing scholarly clothes, and the wind flowing in the hole made his clothes sway.

Looking at Chunyu Jin's smiling face, Wang Fangze replied: "Since Wukong and I entered this cave with you and entered your heavenly scroll, we naturally believe in you.

When Wukong dared to rush forward to explore the way, he thought that you could protect my vitality. The lieutenant stopped moving forward at this time, wasn’t he just afraid of encountering monsters and ambushing me in time?

Thank you, Lord Captain, for just saving me!"

After saying that, Wang Fang bowed to Chunyu Jin.

Chunyu Jin curled his lips and said, "You are very boring."

The two suddenly became silent.

Only then did Wang Fang realize that Chunyu Jin might just be looking for a topic. If she showed fear, she laughed and the atmosphere became lively.

But his serious compliments left the two without the opportunity to continue their talk.

Although Chunyu Jin is in a high position, he is young after all. Now the two people who have been tricked by Wukong cannot advance or retreat here, and it is really embarrassing that they are lonely and widowed in this beautiful picture.

"That..." Wang Fang felt that he should make up for something. He heard that talking to a woman was a good entry point from her husband, so Wang Fang said: "The lieutenant is so young and holds an important position in the army. He looks very smart. The husband he married must be a talented man and holds a high position, right?"

This flattery is good.

However, Chunyu Jin replied: "I'm not married yet."

The atmosphere was even more awkward.

You should know that in this world, women get married early. Those who are still single like Chunyu Jin are older unmarried young women.

There is a saying: Swearing without revealing the shortcomings.

For Chunyu Jin, Wang Fang’s question is really a pot that doesn’t open to the pot.

Sure enough, Chunyu Jin's expression changed very badly.

Wang Fang had to make up: "That must be because the lieutenant has high requirements... It is really hard to meet a man who is worthy of you.

But I think adults should be able to find the person they like soon.”

Chunyu Jin said coldly: "I'm already engaged."

Wang Fang immediately said, "Congratulations, congratulations... When I wait for the lieutenant, I will definitely prepare a generous gift to come to the door to congratulate you."

Seeing Wang Fang's cleverness, Chunyu Jin's face changed a little. "It has been five years since I got engaged, but I don't know when I will get married."

"Ah..." Was he dumped? Wang Fang racked his brains and said, "That must be your fiancé's career priority. After all, the lieutenant is so outstanding. If he cannot marry the lord in a grand manner, it will definitely be a regret for his life."

"But I don't want to marry him!"

Chunyu Jin stared at Wang Fang to see how he could solve it.

Wang Fang sighed: "Yes, the forced melon is not sweet. The man asked the adult to wait for five years, but he didn't know when to wait in the future. Although it is a good thing for men to put career first, it delayed the adult's youth."

Chunyu Jin smiled and said, "But I can't help but marry him. I have to wait no matter how long he asks me to wait!"

...

Wang Fang is already exhausted and doesn't bring such a playful person.

Just as Wang Fang was thinking about how to answer, Wukong suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and then the airflow rolled up and the ink haze came to the impact.

Chunyu Jin reacted very quickly. She waved her hand and a black shield condensed in front of her, blocking the rushing ink airflow outside.

Wukong, who came back, said in annoyance: "Oh... there is no monster in such a long passage. I'm so depressed. Go back. You can walk for more than thirty miles ahead and it's better to walk a little further back.

I'll go back to my Huaguo Mountain..."

Before Wukong could return to the painting of Qiankun, Chunyu Jin grabbed his hand and asked nervously, "You said... the other end of this passage is in Zejun? Is it outside the city or inside the city?"

Wukong took back his hand, rubbed his messed hair in disgust and replied: "Of course it's in the city. After I flew to the end, I saw a dry well connected to the exit of this passage, and Zejun outside the dry well was.

I just took a look and came back. If you don't believe it, you can go and see it yourself.

Let's go, let's go. Without monsters, it's better to go back to the Water Curtain Cave to play."

After saying that, Wukong opened Wang Fang's painting scroll, scattered into stars and drilled in.

Only Chunyu Jin was left as if he had lost his soul, murmured to himself: "The demon clan has entered the city."

Wang Fang also realized the seriousness of the matter.

It is fifty miles from Qingfengling in Daokou Village to Zejun. It is not far away, but it is not close to it. However, digging out an authentic tunnel into Zejun from the underground is really a very large project.

The demon clan dug out such a long tunnel, which means that there are definitely not three or two monsters entering Ze County, nor are they as simple as a dozen or twenty.
Chapter completed!