All three of them were carrying sword bags and walked side by side behind Mr. Ren and the scholar.

However, the charm and clothing were obviously the only ones that had just disappeared from Nanchen and Qiu Sheng Wencai.

Ren Tingting took a deep breath and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Butler Ren had been in a long time and breathed out:

"Little, Miss, they, they really, really got into the painting..."

On the other hand, Nan Chen and others, the moment they entered the painting.

I just felt the darkness in front of me and my body began to fall.

Everything around is as dark as ink.

I can't see anything clearly and touch anything.

Finally, the three of them felt a pain, as if they had fallen on the stone road.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that they had appeared on a dark path.

Nanchen got up and watched from both sides.

Seeing that Qiu Sheng Wencai was around, I breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he only heard him speak:

"Brother, second brother, how do you feel? No one was injured, right?"

The two of them also stood up one after another.

"Junior brother, I'm fine."

"I'm fine, either."

Nanchen nodded, and after confirming that the two of them had no problems, he continued to speak:

"Check our magic weapon.

Now we should have come to the world in painting.”

After saying that, Nanchen looked around.

It should be night now, with a crescent moon hanging above your head.

They themselves, on a path.

Behind is a river, and by the river is a ferry.

The river keeps flowing, making a "wavering" sound of water.

On the left side of them, there is a pavilion.

The appearance of the pavilion was exactly the same as what they saw in the painting.

When you move forward, there is a green mountain.
Chapter completed!