Chapter 1519 (1/2)

Qian ink palms skillfully turn over, draw a semicircle flexibly in the air, and then his hands, he was surprised to have a golden pen.

This pen is about the length of Qianshui ink's small arm. Although both the pen holder and the nib look like metal, Qian Shuimo tells Xia fan that what he sees is an illusion. Qianjun pen has no substance, but is composed of energy. When it is not used, it is hidden in his arm.

Qian Shuimo sits on the ground, closes his eyes, thinks a little, and starts to write.

The speed of the golden brush is very fast, but the strokes are very smart. After a few strokes, a lifelike mouse is drawn.

As soon as Qian Shuimo's brush tip stopped, he was originally a plane figure mouse. He jumped up from the ground, observed the surroundings with vigilance, and then ran to Qian Shuimo, standing upright on two legs, like a small guard.

After a little time, they made hundreds of small mice. With a wave of a thousand ink wash hands, these mice swarmed into the dark forest. The little mice ran up and stepped on the ground with four legs, which was quite natural.

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, a thousand ink brushes his golden pen back. In the process of drawing war beasts, he needs to inject energy and separate his spiritual strength into his body. Therefore, this work is very energy consuming.

After a little rest, qianshuimo began to draw hummingbirds again. Hummingbirds are very small, but they fly very fast. They are in the air, and the mice are on the ground. This is called three-dimensional reconnaissance.

Next, Qian Shuimo's work is not over. He takes out some special sandpaper from the hidden space ring. According to the volume of the war beast to be drawn, the size of the sandpaper also varies. Qianshuimo wants to draw the war beast on these sandpaper, and then fold it into a triangle, which is sandwiched between his fingers.

If you encounter an enemy, Qian Shuimo will shake his wrist slightly and throw out the folded sandpaper, which will immediately turn into a war beast with strong combat effectiveness.

This is Qian Shuimo's daily work. He is very hard. He is not only responsible for the investigation, but also needs to reserve enough war animal paper. Otherwise, if he comes to the battlefield to draw war beasts temporarily, I'm afraid it will be too late.

At the end of training every day, when everyone is resting, Qian Shuimo has to prepare for various battles. Xia fan sees this in his eyes. He takes advantage of Qian Shuimo's rest to bring a cup of water and add a little level 9 energy crystal powder to the water.

Thousands of ink from the hands of Xia fan took the tea cup, happy said: ”you have to consume your energy crystal, strange embarrassed.”

Xia fan laughed, ”look at what you said, what are your brothers polite to? The reason why crystals exist is to consume. Every day everyone has a rest. You have to draw war beasts. For whom? It's not for our group. ”

Qian ink nodded and drank the water containing energy crystal in the cup, and returned the cup to Xia fan.

After this period of time together, Xia fan has established a good relationship with everyone in the team. He belongs to the kind of person with excellent observation ability. He can see what happens around him, and then adjust according to everyone's needs.

Moreover, Xia fan has a natural affinity. He always has a smile on his face. Even the thousand ink war beasts like him very much, not to mention his friends.

Unknowingly, Xia fan has become the leader of this team. He has not been recommended. Instead, everyone naturally adheres to Xia fan's side, trains the formation designed by Xia fan and follows Xia fan's command.

Qian Shuimo had a rest for a while and was ready to draw some more war animals. However, he spread out a pile of sandpaper. Just after drawing two pieces of sandpaper, the tip of his pen suddenly stopped. At the same time, his face changed greatly and his eyes were tightly closed.

Xia fan is surprised to see Qian Shuimo. His war beast must be finished in one go. Now he has just finished half of the painting, Qian Shuimo stops writing. In this way, the war beast will be abandoned. It must be that something very serious happened to lead him to do so.

Qian Shuimo's eyes are closed, but the eyelids are constantly shaking. Obviously, the spirit has followed the war beast to the front line.

Xia fan still, will be resting Buddha you and others called up.

”Don't sleep.”

”What's going on?”

”I don't know. Look at the appearance of Qianshui ink, there may be something wrong with it.”

After listening to Xia fan's words, all of them jumped up in a hurry, surrounded by a thousand ink wash.

After about half an hour, Qian Shuimo finally opened his eyes, but his face was very strange and his eyes were full of doubts.

”Ink painting, what's going on ahead?” Buddha you asked in a hurry.