Fingers touched his shoulder and tapped as if to a music. Each tap felt like a knock against his heart, as if asking to be let in. Thin lips smiled softly at him like a sigh. Ying Yue opened his mouth to speak, but he did not know what to say. None of his thoughts seemed to want answers due to the touch against his shoulder.
Was the painter putting him under a spell?
A loud sound screeched into the air, illuminating the sky with glowing purple. He quickly grabbed the sword at his side and was able to step before the painter, before the demon shot through the wall. It pushed against the sword in his hands, where he had dropped the barrier charm on the floor. It covered them in protection, but the demon was large and pushed harder, causing him to skid back.
Wang Li has returned??!! Ah~