Master of the Stars

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Luo Nan thought that in the movie scene, the classic heavy money hit the face treatment.

For a moment, he really wanted to see the box open, full of banknotes ... Oh, the era of authority, expecting a box of gold to be more reliable.

However, the weight is not the same.

The blood demon didn't sell Guanzi anymore, and playing such tricks against a psychopathic master would only laugh at him generously. He quickly opened the box and turned the opening to Ronan's side.

What Ronan saw at this moment was piled up neatly ...

Black cloth.

This kind of fabric looks very advanced, it is the kind of pure black, almost non-reflective, but you can take a closer look, and there are some satin-like densely woven dark patterns.

The material is so, there should be special processing. Luo Nan was certain that in this layer of cloth, there was a very restrained spirit wave, which was orderly, and it was obviously a singular thing that had been blessed by extraordinary power.

In addition to the fabric, there is a slightly thicker stylus in the upper mezzanine of the password box, revealing a half. The body of the pen is jade white, with a pen cap, and the texture is still good. It also has spiritual wave radiation, which echoes with the fabric.

"What's this?" Ronan didn't know that this was a gadget, and of course there was no "attractiveness" at all, just curiosity.

"The Book of Secrets, a good thing I specifically asked for from the Lord of Secrets. It can carry extraordinary power, use it as a drawing paper, and then solidify and process it with the 'H4-a' type organic powder that has the most affinity for soul power. Paintbrush ... brother, aren't you going to try it? "

Luo Nan laughed, of course he could not change his mind because of this special material. But he was also not hypocritical, reaching for the brush, weighing it in his hand, and touching the secret book in the box—although the name was bluffing, it felt like cloth.

"Are you going to use this for playing cards?"

Even if the fabric can be cut, but this material is not like the kind that can be separated and folded freely in the hand, and it can be beaten.

"Try it, just try it."

When the blood demon doesn't deliberately expose the nature of "Lest the world is not chaotic", it is still a very interesting guy. A posture of "inviting the king into the urn", I feel like I want to misrepresent people at any time.

Ronan is not afraid of being stigmatized, and recently he has become thick-skinned. The blood demon asked him to try and he tried.

He first took off the pen cap, drew it on the table twice, tried to feel it, and realized what it was called "soul power affinity"; then he pulled out a piece of "cloth" from the box and spread it on the table.

The blood demon very diligently removed the sundries and other debris to make room.

The open-air cafe where they are located is in the downtown area of ​​the port, with people coming and going. The move of the two was also very eye-catching. A few people were driven by curiosity and stopped to watch.

No matter Ronan or blood demon, they are all capable of exempting outside influences at any time, and they do n’t care. The latter also explained some background knowledge and basic usage:

"The brush and the spiritual wave of the close book are specially reconciled. As long as the soul power is injected into the brush, the two can realize the" link "and form various incredible effects.

"In the beginning, the old man of Mitch strongly signed the contract with Apollon, using similar means. Of course, it is much more advanced than ours."

With the pen in hand, Luo Nan really wanted to see what could be tinkered with.

In his view, the link structure of the Lingbo between the paintbrush and the close book is not rigorous enough, but there is more flexibility. It seems that at the beginning of the design, the author has left a margin. When the soul power of the author is added, the so-called "three things and all things" can indeed generate many possibilities.

This structure that reflects the "interactive" design can be said to be quite clever.

Ronan started itching.

He began to screen in his heart the targets that could be drawn into the painting. Of course, he should never try to elicit the blood demon's intention. In fact, the most insurance is still life painting, landscape painting ... he is not good at it, and he is too shameful.

Luo Nan's cheeky skill, after all, has not yet achieved great success.

After some sort of picking, he smiled suddenly, and the nib fell, just on this extremely soft fabric, the letter outlined a white outline.

After really writing, Luo Nan called out "good" first.

This soft fabric is by no means an ideal drawing paper. His sketching technique is extremely demanding on the details of the lines. If one stroke goes down, the whole piece of fabric will follow, so there is nothing to say.

But this embarrassment did not happen, Ronan did not feel the stickiness of the fabric at all. In fact, there is a very slight distance between his nib and the "close book". It is a completely interacting linguistic wave, holding the tip of the pen to swim away, leaving room for action.

And the infusion of soul power has strengthened the feel-this is a little different from drawing on paper at ordinary times, but it is already very similar to the feeling in the virtual workspace.

He applauded here, but the blood demon raised his eyebrows beside him:

"Bull ghost?"

That's right, the object drawn by Luo Nanxin's hand is the "Dark Dragon" adult who was still weeping on the yacht deck not long ago.

After all, Luo Nan was a kind-hearted man who didn't expose the most embarrassing image, but he had only a few strokes. The bull-headed body, which looked like a greasy but low-spirited image, had jumped out.

"Are you successful?" Luo Nan just experimented, sketching out the outline, and his **** was already enough, so he closed the pen and couldn't hide his expectation: "Then what?"

The blood demon laughed loudly, snapped his fingers, and the black cloth laying on the table burned out of thin air. The fire was extremely strong, but it flickered again and again, and the heat wave caused the uninvited audience around to shout back in shock, and everything went to nothing.

There is only one card-shaped piece of hard paper, falling down.

"Wow!"

Some idlers started applauding, apparently thinking it was a street magic show. But no matter what, the two "magicians" can no longer perform.

Ronan reached out and caught the falling paper-this is the 6.3 * 8.8mm wide format, which is larger than the usual card type.

On the back of the card, there is an orderly but meaningless pattern; on the front, the image of the bull ghost that Ronan just drew has been reduced to the size suitable for the card surface, and he is lying there honestly ...

There seemed to be a lot of water around.

The visual effect is good, but the mystery is not only visual.

As for what it is, Ronan hasn't seen it yet-that's how interesting it is.

"Interesting." Luo Nan held the card, and he couldn't put it down for a while. "Is this designed by Lord Qiqi?"

"Anyway, it is the specialty of his sect."

"You know him well?"

"I found two painters in total, one is Brother Luo, and the other is him."

Ronan was a little ... surprised.

Lord Qiqi supports the blood demon's plan to slap the bullshit?

Is the blood demon arrogant, or does he want to plan something through the "secret book" and this matter?

Luo Nan thought about it, did not go deeper-this is no longer his area of ​​expertise.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply threw the cards on the table and showed off:

"It's interesting, but it's by no means a reason for my participation."

The blood demon didn't care at all: "I understand that I didn't expect to convince you by this. But then, I'm going to zoom in."

"Oh?"

"I will start with a keyword: cloak."

"..."

Luo Nan raised his eyebrows for a few seconds without speaking. Then his spine reached the backrest. His eyes glanced over the "magic card" on the desktop before looking at the blood demon again, just like watching a ghost The face that almost collapsed not long ago.

This made his sudden change of mood stretch.

"Cape ... For me, this is not a keyword, it is a sensitive word, and the meaning is very rich."

There are some things that Luo Nan need not say:

He has a "soul cloak";

The hustle and bustle of the world in recent days, even directly related to the high seas auction, is the "sacred cloak" of the Xeroo Order;

This is directly related to his grandfather, who remembers that grandfather also said related words;

Even in the environment of a relay station, Ronan had heard a similar concept.

But no matter what the meaning and level, it is an offense to speak of "negotiation" from other populations.

Ronan made no secret: "Mr. Blood Demon, in order to maintain a good atmosphere, I can also tell you in advance that I know more than you think.

"If you play quizzes and just play with those coaxing kids, you will inevitably be embarrassed."

The blood demon grinned, revealing his white teeth: "I can see it, so I said the words first, I respect you, I will not play any tricks, one is one ... Brother Luo, you have to admit that you are right about this keyword 'Interested, we can continue to talk down.

"I can also declare that I will not play the kind of empty-gloved white wolf trick, use the asymmetry of information to win a momentary profit. I will need Brother Luo to keep drawing out in the future, and then you will just hit me For a moment, Ping Bai still has to breathe, how bad it is!

"Now, can we continue to talk down?"

Ronan stretched out his hand and invited the blood demon to continue.

The latter didn't speak immediately. His finger lightly tapped the table twice, and a projection area appeared.

Now the time is close to noon, because the sunshade blocks most of the dazzling sunlight, and the "private book" in the box also serves as the background. In addition to a little virtual, the visual effect is also ok.

So Luo Nan saw that in the middle of the projection area, the seemingly random photo was taken.

This should happen in a relatively dim space. There are more than one person around, and the center of the image is a book that seems to have just passed the fire. It looks like it has been burned out, and the skin is dark. The whole became fluffy, even with Mars not completely extinguished at the corners ...

No, this seems to be ...

Luo Nan's eyes quickly crossed the blood demon's face, the latter showed a friendly smile, indicating Luo Nan to continue to look down.

Luo Nanzhong turned his gaze back to the projection area.

At this time, a hand stretched out in the image, took the "book" from the previous holder, and casually photographed the remaining Mars on the burnt hard skin, as if still breathing. In the soot dust that was stirred up, it turned over easily.

The special structure that is incomplete but also sufficiently recognizable is presented here.

Looking at the loose-leaf iron clip on the edge of the damaged hard skin, Ronan corrected the answer:

Not a book, but a paging notebook.

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