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Chapter 4611

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The person who was sitting was still complaining, "Where's the girl? If I can get out of this painting one day, I'll definitely look for this girl." It seemed that this man was definitely looking for the girl, and just like the previous man, he was looking for his bow. It seemed that the two of them were similar and had the same goal. However, they were looking for different things. It seemed that this man had the same idea as the previous man. They both wanted to get out of this painting. However, it seemed impossible because they were all trapped inside the painting. Therefore, there was no way to get out. Moreover, they could only stay here. There was no other way.

After the man said that he wanted to find the girl, he said that he wanted to find other things, "Steamed lamb, steamed deer tail, and other delicious things. I can't eat any of the things in front of me because I'm frozen here. I can't move my hands at all. Therefore, I can't touch any of the food in front of me. However, the food in front of me seems to have been eaten by me. However, I didn't eat it. Therefore, after I get out, I must eat all of these things. Otherwise, I won't be satisfied. "

From the man's words, it could be seen that he was a foodie. Because he was very hungry for food right now, and the first thing he did when he came out was to look for food, not other things. It could be seen that he was very hungry for food. Moreover, he was a person who was very focused on food. It could be seen that he was a foodie. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come out to look for food first. He would have looked for other things. So now, there was a foodie who wanted to come out, but it was simply impossible for him. Because he was just like the previous person, it was impossible for him to come out of this painting.

Things. However, there was nothing they could do. He could only look at the food in front of him but couldn't eat it. He must hate the artist very much now. Why did the artist draw a pile of food in front of him and make him unable to eat it? He felt that the artist was going against him. However, after thinking about it, the artist didn't have anything against him. After all, he was an object that was drawn by the artist. Therefore, the artist didn't have to go against him.

But now that he thought about it, he was very annoyed. Because the food in front of him looked as if it had never been eaten before, but she didn't take a single bite. Could it be that the girl ate it? But he didn't see where the girl was, or was the girl right in front of him, but he couldn't see her at all? Right now, he didn't even dare to think about it, because the more he thought about it, the more scared he became. If the girl was something, then it wouldn't be fun at all. Therefore, he shouldn't think about it now. Right now, he was still thinking about how to get out of this place. Or rather, it would be best if he could eat such food. Right now, the best thing for a foodie was to be able to eat the food in front of them. It didn't matter if they went out. As long as there was food to eat, everything else was fleeting.

But there was nothing he could do. He roared and tried to eat, but there was nothing he could do. However, he wasn't willing to give up, but he couldn't eat it either. He was very conflicted now, and he felt very uncomfortable. He had no idea why he was here. Why did it become like this? He was also feeling very uncomfortable right now. Moreover, it was very uncomfortable because there was a pile of food in front of him, but he couldn't eat it.

This painting passed very quickly, and another painting came over. There was still only one person in it, and it was a man. However, this man was different from the previous two. This man was lying down. Right now, it seemed like all three postures had been gathered, including standing, sitting, and lying down. It was as if he was trying to figure out something, but no one knew what kind of mystery was inside. But even if it was standing, sitting, and lying down, all three postures had been gathered. However, this man was lying there, and the expression on his face wasn't as happy as the previous two. He looked like he was about to cry. No one knew what he had experienced, or what he had recalled, or what he was doing now.

He only saw a feather beside him. This feather kept scratching him. It kept making him laugh. Logically speaking, he should be laughing, but why did it seem like he was about to cry? At this moment, the man said, "What do you want? You've been scratching me for 1000 years? Now you're still scratching me. I can't laugh now, I want to cry. " This was why the man was laughing and crying, because this feather had been scratching him for a very, very long time. He was very uncomfortable now, and he couldn't laugh anymore. He wanted to cry now, because this feather kept scratching him. He didn't know why it kept scratching him here.

The name of this painting was "The Tickler," so there was always a feather tickling this man. It kept scratching him. That was why the man said that this feather had been tickling him for a very, very long time. But now, he didn't want to tickle anymore, because he was already very uncomfortable. And he also felt like crying. "Who is tickling me? Let me out. You better not let me catch you, or I'll tickle you for 10,000 years." It seemed that this man also wanted to get out very much. He had the same idea as the previous two men, but now it seemed impossible.

This man should know that he definitely couldn't get out, but he could only think about it now, because there was always a feather tickling him. Therefore, he wanted to find a place to vent, otherwise, he definitely wouldn't be able to stand it. He didn't know why the artist wanted to torture him with such words. But now, he had enough of this method. But now, he had to endure it here, because he had been fixed here.

The man was still shouting, but no one paid attention to him. Soon, this painting was over, and then it ushered in the next painting. In this painting, a man was also sitting, but in front of him was a chess set, and in his hand was a chess piece. He said, "I want to get out." It seemed that his purpose was the same as the previous few. "I'm a few more steps away from being a checkmate," the man said. It seemed that this painting was related to chess, so it was called "Meeting One's Match."

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