Soul Painter

Lin Senhao was "bombed" by Mao Zhou for a round.

The youth army suffered great losses.

But Mao Zhou's attack did not end.

She shook her dazzling body and swayed another wave of light rain, turning it into a foil. First, she hung in the air, like a morning star about to fall, and like a targeted wind, like a leaning chain of rain, towards Lin Senhao Arrived in a hurry.

The young army who threw Lin Senhao off the horse again abandoned his body, and did not hesitate to pounce on Lin Senhao, wanting to protect Lin Senhao with his own life, but looking at the sharpness of the strange light that penetrated the man and the horse. , Even two people can shoot through together.

"Sheila!" Lin Senhao shouted.

Outside the dense fog, the mysterious deputy commander wearing a veil, hearing this shout, he held the blue wavy stone in his hand, intending to activate the mystery.

But it is definitely too late.

You have to persist through this attack.

The power of the nightmare will arrive later.

Lin Senhao gritted his teeth and prepared to hold on...

Just then.

The attack suddenly stopped.

Lin Senhao only felt that the pressure in front of him was gone. He looked up in surprise and saw that there was a thin figure in the mysterious space composed of bright petals. The figure was very familiar to him and should be extremely weak, but at this moment it seemed to be like a million figures. They overlap, so that they have an incredible sense of heaviness and mysterious power.

It was this figure, like a shield, blocking the giant flower-tree-like Mao Zhou, like Neo in the Matrix, raising his hand to make those petals float in the air, so that they could no longer hurt Lin Senhao.

"Gao Fan!" Lin Senhao yelled.

"Long time no see~" Gao Fan looked back and smiled at Lin Senhao, his face is clear and vague, because the souls of millions of Bostonians are superimposed on him, obviously in his own hall of inspiration, but when When Gao Fan tried to interfere with reality, he was able to have a substantial impact on 1920, which is simply amazing.

"Long time no see~" Gao Fan looked back and smiled at Lin Senhao, his face is clear and vague, because the souls of millions of Bostonians are superimposed on him, obviously in his own hall of inspiration, but when When Gao Fan tried to interfere with reality, he was able to have a substantial impact on 1920, which is simply amazing.

And the feeling of this effect is wonderful.

You know, the mystery will swallow each other.

Any mysterious contact of different attributes will have huge catastrophic consequences like Mars hitting the earth.

Not to mention direct energy contact.

It is the ‘vehicles’ of these energies. Investigators’ contact with each other can also cause uncontrollable disasters. That is the source of the ‘stranded law’.

But at this moment, Gao Fan is carrying the Boston City with the silver key to his attention, and he uses it to fight against Mao Zhoushi, the servant favored by the one who returns.

Mysterious touch does not produce an explosion, but when water and oil blend, the oil floats naturally on the water.

It seems that the silver key and the unity of all things are... the same source?

Before, Gao Fan also guessed that the rank of the unity of all things is inferior, at most superior. Otherwise, when his mysterious first came to Gaofan, Gao Fan would use Boston City as a resistance, and his loss of reason would not be so small, but Mao Zhou also said that the unity of everything is the "old day", which is a bit bizarre, unless the two are really the same source.

"Gao Fan! You...have come to 1920...no, you just arrived...but how is it possible? Where did you get such a huge mystery? How could it affect 1920?!" Lin Senhao was surprised.

This is impossible. He holds the power of the invisible child. He needs a huge amount of mystery and find the right opportunity to interfere in the future after 1920. Gao Fan should have no such technical means. How did he do it? ? !

"I don't mind talking to you more about classmate friendship and other topics." Gao Fan said, "but I have found that my hall of inspiration is collapsing. There is not much time. I think there are only 30 seconds left. 29 , 28..."

In the sound of Gao Fan’s countdown, Lin Senhao immediately woke up, he whistled a loud whistle, and then twenty-four maggots emerged from the thick fog, rushing from all angles, and climbed up to the control of Gao Fan. Flower tree hair week.

The maggot man’s huge attack power bites the flower tree, and the bite is a terrible wound, and a large amount of light mist leaks out. The light mist enters the maggot man’s body like nourishment, making the maggot man’s white appearance appear. , There are also a few more wonderful light patterns.

The flower tree that Mao Zhou transformed into, although struggling hard, before the even greater mysterious power, she was like being **** with her hands and feet, unable to move.

…

boom!

five minutes later.

The battle between two partners separated by 100 years in time and space ended with the root system of Huashu Maozhou being bitten off.

The ten-meter-high flower tree was broken from it, and Mao Zhou entered the final lingering stage of a long life of more than 120 years with a roar of resentment and unwillingness.

Two of Lin Senhao’s 24 maggots were killed in battle, and the remaining 22, because they swallowed the energy of the flowers and trees, the whole body was filled with bright white light, and began to spit out light from the mouthparts. Silk, it seems that they are not maggots but silkworms, and they are undergoing a wonderful evolution.

Mao Zhou is dying.

She muttered about her unwillingness and resentment.

Under the huge broken flower tree, the afterglow was burning out, like the setting sun.

The thick fog of the abyss also began to fade.

You can vaguely see the indifferent shadows of the rolling green hills under the eastern sky.

But the mysterious scene still remains.

The mysterious scene centered on Mao Zhou, the servant of the one who unites everything, has not yet dissipated.

So Gao Fan and Lin Senhao, who met again with this scene 100 years ago, can still have a brief exchange.

"Your trophy." Lin Senhao pointed to a book in Mao Zhou's broken trunk.

The mystery in this book points to Gao Fan.

That made Lin Senhao realize that Gao Fan was here for this, and he should also take this trophy.

Ok. Gao Fan nodded. He knew that this was the main body of the "Red Mansions Fragmented Scroll" that he should have taken away in 1920, or, in other words, the right of ownership. Com got this in his inspiration, which was tame the spell from the One of All Things, but he shook his head again.

"You take it." Gao Fan said to Lin Senhao.

Following Gao Fan's words, the ownership of this Lingshu has undergone a wonderful shift.

The maggots who became Lin Senhao can ‘eat’ it.

"Then I'm welcome~" Lin Senhao said with a smile. The maggots crowded up and divided the volume of "The Fragment of Red Mansions", which made the 22 maggots stronger and stronger.

Gao Fan stared at Lin Senhao, wondering something.

Lin Senhao might feel that he should chat with Gao Fan for a while to ease the embarrassment.

"How did you come to 1920? I can understand that you obtained Mao Zhou's relic 100 years later, and then followed the inspiration, but by what means did you extend your own existence to 1920 and influence Reality in 1920? That requires an astonishing amount of mystery." Lin Senhao asked.

"I sacrificed a city, about three million people." Gao Fan said.