Chapter 1203

At this time, in a church orphanage.

A blonde woman carrying a painting set suddenly raised her head to the blue sky and was stunned.

Until the skirt was pulled by a fleshy little fist, the woman returned to her senses, squatted down with a smile and looked at the little girl under the age of five: "Yayi, what's the matter?"

"Sister Feng, qigefei can't hold on."

Waxy little milk sound, coy actions, and praying eyes fell into the woman's eyes and immediately smiled.

The woman hugged Ya Yi and rubbed her tender face hard. She didn't let go of her for a long time.

Then he looked to the other side and made a "Golden Chicken independent" zigfei by the fountain.

Qi Gefei is the same age as Ya Yi. Because he has maintained a posture for a long time, now the steamed stuffed bun's face is red, and there is a glittering water light in his eyes, looking wronged. However, no matter how wronged he is, he can't cry. The dean's grandfather said that boys can't cry, not to mention Yayi is still nearby.

Today, he finally wanted to pose and show his "masculinity" in front of Yayi. He must not be embarrassed.

However, perhaps he had been standing for too long, the sun was hot, his face was crimson, and the hot steam from sweat surged up. Qi Gefei only felt dizzy in front of him. With a flash of black light, he fell into the fountain with a splash of water.

After a long time, zigfei, who was judged to have heatstroke, was wronged and brought back to the dormitory by the church nun.

Qi Gefei's face was gloomy. He not only didn't show his masculinity in front of Ya Yi, but also lost people. His heart was filled with uncomfortable feelings.

The nun of the church thought that Qi Gefei was sad because she didn't get the painting. She gently comforted: "it doesn't matter if she didn't get the painting opportunity this time. I asked. Master Feng will come next week. It's not too late to draw when you get better."

Siegfried replied sullenly.

On the other side, the blonde painter Feng, who kissed Yayi's small face and sent Yayi away, suddenly felt the earrings move.

"You..."

"Don't talk yet." Feng interrupted the voice in his ear, then turned over and jumped quickly onto the statue in the center of the fountain. At this time, he said, "say it."

A sound of ridicule came from the Earrings: "my dear old friend mirafil, I don't know. So you are so interested in women's clothing?"

The blonde is the "magic painting" mirafil Feng, he shrugged and said, "there's no way. The church only allows pure girls to come in. Besides, as a painter, it's also very interesting to experience art from a female perspective."

"I don't understand your art." Murmured, and a voice came from the earrings again: "I remember your goal. Isn't it the three princesses of the okareg royal family, the heart country of the world inside the shell? I located here and found out how you came to the kingdom of Saint Issa?"

Feng: "I got the mysterious thing on tAsia half a day ago, but when I was going back, I heard some rumors about the kingdom of Saint Issa and came."

"Some rumors?"

"I can't tell you in detail, but the whole kingdom is shrouded in a strange atmosphere. I feel that I will encounter something wonderful here." Feng looked at the fountain under him. This strange atmosphere would not spread to the water, so he chose to stand in the statue in the middle of the fountain and speak.

"Another mystery?" An exclamation came from the earrings, accompanied by deep jealousy: "can two mysterious things be born in a remote world at the end of the law?"

"I don't know if it's a mysterious thing. It takes some time to explore... After all, mysterious things bring not only opportunities, but also unknown dangers." Feng recalled that in order to get "kuloyd's emotion" from tAsia, he had stayed for 15 years to observe tAsia and avoid danger.

However, tAsia's "kuloyd's emotion" came from a part of her own skeleton, so she spent a long time observing it. If the mysterious things here exist alone, it doesn't need to stop for so long.

After a pause, Feng said, "I'll tell you when there's an accurate news about this matter. Rickton, what do you want me to do?"

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound in the earrings, like an explosion and a hissing sound when air leakage.

After a while, rickton gasped and said in a sad language, "my old friend, I have very unfortunate news to tell you that my experiment has failed again."

"Since you wanted to artificially refine mysterious things, when did your alchemy experiment succeed?" Feng Tucao said, "and what does this make complaints about?"

Rexton: "you are my closest friend, and you can't sympathize with me. It's disappointing for me... Alas, if I can get the blackening technique of the oddos death sect, I may be able to touch the mysterious level."

"Well, well, I know what you mean. Next time I go back, I'll find a way to apply for the right to use Kyle's book and help you find blackening." After Feng finished, he said, "you're looking for me, isn't it for this?"

"Of course not." After Feng's promise, rickton immediately smiled and talked about business——

"I just got the latest news. According to the monitoring, not long ago, a demon Spirit fell on the barren side of the abyss world." Leighton: "I know you hate evil spirits, and the barren side is connected to the wizard world in the southern region, so I'll tell you the news as soon as I get the news."

After rext finished, he didn't get a response from Feng.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

After a while, Feng's voice came: "I know. I felt it when the agreement between me and Kyle's book suddenly dissipated."

"The agreement between you and Kyle's book? Is it still related to you that the true spirit of the demon God fell?" After Leighton finished, he suddenly reacted: "yes, you are so disgusted with the demon God. It makes sense to do it."

Rickton remembered that he had accidentally seen a book in Feng's bookshelf.

The name seems to be called "the land surface of desolation", which is a publication produced by a wizard alliance called frost moon in the southern region. On the title page of this book, there is Feng's painting - the apocalyptic natural disaster, which describes the apocalyptic picture after the arrival of the great demon God in the rising sun.

Feng's hatred of demons is naked. Lakton guessed that this may be related to some of Feng's early experiences. However, the wizards who can get to their step will always fall some snow in their lives. No one knows except themselves.

Feng didn't want to mention the snow in his life, and rickton kept the respect among his friends and never asked.

Rexton: "well, since it's your agreement with Kyle's book, now it seems that things should be settled."

"The demon shadow should disappear." Feng faintly said.

"I don't know what you mean by doing this." Rickton muttered, "now that you know, I won't say it. I'm going to continue to try. Maybe I can do it without the legendary blackening technique. But I don't have much money to rent safe mysterious things. It's really troublesome... When you come back, remember to lend me the mysterious things you get for a few days."

"OK."

Leighton's voice gradually disappeared, while Feng looked up at the sky quietly, as if he could see the abyss world beyond an unknown space-time distance.

"Painter Feng, how did you climb up there?" After a long time, an old priest came over.

Feng blushed and jumped from the statue in the center of the fountain: "Er, I accidentally got ink on the statue just now. I'll come up and wipe it."

"Really?" The old priest had doubts in his eyes, but what he doubted most about Feng was another thing than jumping on the statue.

Just two hours ago, the painter named Feng came to the orphanage and said that he wanted to paint the children for free, and this painting would last for more than half a year.

It was a good thing, but the nuns told him that Feng was asking them about something.

"I heard the nun tell me you were asking about the church?"

……

Time goes back to the abyss and barren surface not long ago.

Seal the mainland under the shadow of trees.

Grewood will never forget this picture in his life.

The tall figure with long blond hair stood quietly under the tall Yingying green tree.

The background of this picture is the dead dark sky, the shaking and overturning maroon earth, and the fire tornado rising from the flat ground.

It was engraved in grewood's mind.

I don't know how long later, when grewood was still immersed in whitewashing his inner memory, a voice suddenly came out.

"It's so complicated."

Not the shopkeeper's voice, not from Bobota.

This voice is very special. It doesn't enter the air medium, but like a spiritual ripple, it is directly introduced into its mind. Obviously, grewood doesn't know what language he speaks, but he understands the meaning of the words. But it is quite different from the spiritual ripple, because it has the texture of sound——

Male and female are indistinguishable, very cold, such as water dripping on the smooth and cold porcelain surface.

Just hearing the sound, grewood felt like he was in the midst of ice and snow.

Who's talking? Grewood turned his head and finally settled on the blonde figure.

There is no one else here. The shopkeeper seems to have passed out in a coma. Bobota also lies on the ground without moving. The only one who can speak is... He.

As a new admirer, grewood was suddenly a little excited. After all, the demon God Zhenling had asked him many times before, but he never spoke. This was the first time he spoke!

By the way, what did he just say... Miscellaneous? What miscellaneous?

When grewu was wondering, he saw the blonde figure suddenly stretch out his hand and slowly pour out light spots on the big tree composed of the power of the true spirit.

It's like fireflies flying, and it's like stars all over the sky like water.

Finally, these green light spots gathered in the hands of the blonde figure.

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