He kept staring at the white tiger like that, and it felt uneasy. It struggled to burrow into Yang Fan's arms, whimpering "~" It was scared.,She thought that the master's paintings required bathing, changing clothes, setting up an altar and chanting incantations. Unexpectedly, the other party just took out yellow paper and started painting.,Without her needing to signal, Wu Zhenghao by the side carefully reached out with both hands and took over the drawn talisman. Yang Fan immediately drew a second one.。