The stunning beauty is spoiled by the fast-wearing bosses

Yan Xue sighed softly and thought to herself: "Forget it, since I've already intervened in this matter, I'll just be a good person to the end!"

So she took a deep breath, put her hands together, and muttered something.

I saw a faint light shooting out from her hand, and with a dull sound, the gates of hell slowly opened, and bursts of eerie cold air came out from inside.

Yan Xue carefully controlled her strength and sent those little ghosts into the gates of hell one by one.

When the last little ghost disappeared into the darkness, Yan Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at the scene before her which had returned to calm with satisfaction, and her mood became particularly happy.

After completing this task, she felt as if she had done a great good deed and her heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Then, Yan Xue turned around and left the basement, and walked up the stairs to the first floor hall of the villa.

Just as she was about to walk out the door, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a painting hanging on the wall out of the corner of her eye.

She couldn't help but stop and look at the painting carefully.

The painting depicts a mysterious and dark forest with tall and towering trees and their branches and leaves intertwined to form a dense web.

Deep in the forest, some flickering lights can be vaguely seen, but I don’t know what they are coming from.

Yan Xue frowned, wondering if she had seen this painting the last time she came here.

"Strange, when was this painting hung here?" she muttered to herself.

At this moment, a powerful gravitational force came from the painting without warning, instantly sucking Yan Xue tightly.

She only had time to let out a scream before she flew involuntarily into the painting...

Yan Xue felt as if she had entered a vortex, with light and shadows interweaving around her.

When she steadied herself, she found herself in the mysterious forest in the painting. There were thick fallen leaves under her feet, giving off a decaying smell.

She frowned. Could this be the world in a painting?

She looked around warily, clenching her fists. At this moment, the flickering light in the distance suddenly became brighter and moved towards her quickly.

Yan Xue's heartbeat suddenly quickened and she prepared for battle.

Soon the light came closer, and it turned out to be a group of elf-like creatures holding glowing wands.

One of the elves who looked like the leader said, "Outsider, this painting is cursed by evil, and you are in great danger if you accidentally break in.

But seeing that you were kind-hearted in sending the little ghost to the gates of hell just now, we can temporarily keep you safe."

Yan Xue asked hurriedly: "How can I leave this world in the painting?"

The elf leader pointed to the depths of the forest, where there was a huge ancient tree with complex runes on its trunk. Only by unlocking the seal on the ancient tree and breaking the painting world could they get out.

But the spell is extremely dangerous, and many who have tried it before have failed."

Yan Xue said gratefully, "Thank you." Then she walked towards the ancient tree.

Yan Xue stood under the ancient tree, looked up at the trunk covered with runes, took a deep breath, and reached out to touch it.

In an instant, an electric current spread through her arm and her whole body. She gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain.

Yan Xue observed the runes carefully and found that they seemed familiar, as if she had seen similar records in some ancient book.

Suddenly, she remembered an ancient book on formations that she had obtained in a certain immortal cultivation world. The book mentioned a method of reverse cracking runes.

Yan Xue decided to give it a try and started to follow the method she remembered.

As she continued to adjust the order of the runes, a soft light gradually emanated from the tree trunk.

However, just when she is about to succeed, the dark power in the painting senses the threat and rushes towards her as black mist.

Yan Xue made up her mind and quickened her movements, while mobilizing her own spiritual power to resist the invasion of the black fog. Unexpectedly, the black fog seemed to sense the danger and burst out with a strong black light.

Yan Xue was attacked by the black mist, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fainted...

The elves on the side looked at each other and said, "Well, finally someone comes in, but he's another useless one."

At this time, Feng Zhiguo, who was on the third floor of the villa, suddenly woke up. He didn't have time to change his clothes and went to the first floor in slippers.

Standing five meters in front of the hall, he found that the ban had really been moved, and he was overjoyed.

At present, the only person who can get here without anyone noticing is the man surnamed Hua, who could be his disciple.

No matter who it is, once they enter the painting, they will die.

On the other side, at the top of the sky, the man who was listening to everyone's reports in the hall suddenly felt a pain in his heart. His eyes turned cold and he disappeared in an instant.

The immortal generals standing in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment, "What happened? Why did the Emperor of Heaven suddenly leave?"

"I guess something important happened somewhere. I heard that the demon world has been in turmoil recently."

"I think it should be from the sea tribe. I heard that the Dragon King of the East Sea wanted his fifth princess to marry the Emperor of Heaven, but the Emperor of Heaven refused, so the Dragon King of the East Sea was a little unhappy."

"Tsk, a Dragon King gave him face, but our Queen is something a mere Dragon King like him can only dream of."

Yanwu Xingjun coughed twice and said, "Alright, is the Emperor of Heaven someone you can discuss? Let's all go."

On the other side, Xuanyuan Xu stood in front of the painting and squinted his eyes. It turned out to be a treasure from the fairyland. However, there was no time to think about it at this time, as a golden light shot into the painting.

He flashed and appeared under the ancient tree in an instant. Looking at the woman wrapped in black mist, he frowned and waved his sleeves lightly, and the black mist disappeared in an instant.

He gently picked up the fainted Yan Xue, looked at her face lovingly, and gently injected a trace of spiritual power into the girl's body.

After a while, Yan Xue slowly opened her eyes and saw the strange man with a strong aura in front of her. She became alert and asked, "Who are you?"

Xuanyuan Xu said: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Yan Xue stared at the man. Why did he feel so familiar? She asked uncertainly, "Do we know each other?"

Xuanyuan Xu smiled and said, "Yes, I knew him in my previous life."

Yan Xue felt much better. She slowly stood up and looked directly at the man in front of her.

He whispered, "Thank you for your help."

As soon as the voice fell, the corners of the man's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and responded: "You're welcome."

Yan Xue stared at the man in front of her closely, but was completely unable to see through his true level of cultivation.

After a moment of silence, Yan Xue finally couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me...are you also trapped here?"

Hearing this, the man was obviously startled. After a moment of hesitation, he replied, "Well... Actually, I am the spirit of this painting."