C1142 The power of the divine pen(part ii)

Looking at the drawing brush in his hand, Bai Xiaohei couldn't help but want to kiss it. Of course, Bai Xiaohei did not forget that the brush was pulled out from the skeleton's hand, so he could not really kiss the brush because he had the urge.

Since he had already poured enough liquid for the array drawing brush, Bai Xiaohei did not waste any more time. In the past two days