Success comes from countless experiments and failures. I admit this, but I still can't accept the fact that Xingchuan uses others to conduct practical experiments.

I don't want to think about you anymore, Xing Chuan, I really want to join the war quickly so that I can stay away from him. Then on the day the war was won, Harry and I went back to Noah City, our home, to be reunited with Lysius...

Lysius...

I looked at the ring on my hand and closed my eyes, what should I do? What to do with Lysius...

I really don't want to...

hurt him...

"Luo Bing, open your eyes." Suddenly, Jun's voice rang in my ears. I opened my eyes and was surprised to see that I was in the Gu Chen ruins again. My connection with the Gu Chen ruins seemed to be stronger than peace. Another relic connection.

Jun and everyone are standing in front of me again.

"It's Master Quentin today," Jun said thoughtlessly.

I looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what he meant. And he had already pulled me to a drawing board with various paints on the side.

Then I saw a white-haired grandfather, Qi Yu, walking out of the crowd, looking like an old artist.

He walked up to me and said with a stern smile: "Thank you for your hard work." He only said this, and then his hand passed through mine, and then my hand was lifted up by him, as if my hand was not his own. Yes, I became a *control puppet.

Next, I saw myself pick up the brush and swipe it on the white paper in front of me, with a dashing style of painting, a freehand mood, and a little... uh... abstract art...

It can only be said that in different worlds and different time periods, the aesthetics and painting styles will be very different.

Chinese and Western art are already very different, not to mention that I am crossing two worlds.

After the uncle finished painting, everyone praised it. It is said that the painting is the origin of the soul. The coming of the end of the world and their transcendence of life and death have made these artists have a greater sublimation. This is a kind of spiritual sublimation of the soul.

"This is what you painted?" I woke up in Cangyu's voice, and a painting appeared in my eyes. It was the painting by Mr. Quentin!

I sat up suddenly, dumbfounded.

Cang Yu stood quietly in front of the painting: "This style of painting... is from Quentin McKee..." He raised his hand as if nostalgically, and gently touched the lower right corner of the drawing board, "It's Master Quentin... …”

I immediately went to the painting, there was still a mess of paint next to the drawing board, I looked at the lower right corner, and it was indeed Master Quentin's signature last night.

"How could this be!" I stupidly stood up straight and looked at my hands stupidly, which were still stained with some paint. My tresses were scattered in the back of my head, and my messy hair fell down my shoulders. "Where did the drawing board come from? And these paints!"

"Luo Bing, calm down." Cangyu turned to look at me with a smile, stretched out his hand to put the messy hair on my face behind his ear, and reached out to press my shoulder, "Take a deep breath and think slowly."

I took a deep breath and let it out, I immediately turned to look at the ghost flower beside the bed: "Could it be that the aquamarine energy strengthens the connection between me and them?"

"Well, that's quite possible." Cangyu let go of my shoulders, walked over to my bed, and bent over to look at the ghost flower, "Our new star robot's super-strong spiritual connection also relies on aquamarine energy. He stood up straight and turned his face to look at me. "Last night you asked the robot to bring the drawing board and paint. It seems that it was not you, but Master Quentin."

"It should be." I scratched my head, "I was in a dream, he painted with my hands, and they said...they wanted to leave a legacy."

Cangyu nodded, then looked around: "It seems that this place is going to be transformed into a studio."

"Studio?" I immediately looked at my hands again, so, in the future, will I help them leave their legacy?

"Thank you, Luo Bing." Cangyu suddenly said, I looked at him, he looked at me gently, "It seems that you have a new mission." His eyes fell on Master Quentin's posthumous work for a long time... …

The assessment of Silvermoon City has finally arrived, and each training room is fully arranged. In the following days, each instructor will face dozens of students every day, classify their abilities, evaluate and evaluate them. assessment.

I walked with Herre in these training rooms, and every student in it was very serious. I saw people who were far better at controlling gravity than Shiya, and I also saw people who could control the weather, the ability of tornadoes. .

If Xue Ji's ability is not just to control blizzard in blizzard weather, but to control blizzard, then her ability will have a breakthrough qualitative leap.

All the capable ones seem to be so strong that people have no choice. Sure enough, he was the strongest capable person that Silvermoon City had found from the whole world.

"When you're choosing someone, you also need to look at his character." Suddenly, Xing Chuan walked up to me and said with a blank expression, "If I scare you, I want to say sorry." language.

Haley glanced at him and stood directly between me and him: "Please don't say anything irrelevant."

"Hmph..." Xing Chuan looked at He Lei with a slight smile, "We are an alliance, and my pursuit of Luo Bing is between me and him, not yours."

"Xingchuan, you're not chasing, you're forcing it!" He Lei said angrily, "Luo Bing has made it clear that he doesn't like you!"

"He will, at some point in the future." Xing Chuan was very certain, he was always so confident.

"No, he will leave you, at some point in the future." Hurley let out a chuckle.

Xing Chuan squinted his eyes and looked at him coldly. He Lei looked up with a smile at the corner of his mouth, showing his pride and maturity.

I ignored Xingchuan and continued to walk forward. Xingchuan was about to come up and was stopped by Herley: "I changed my mind, I decided to stay by your side and watch over you from time to time." Herley looked at Xingchuan deeply.

Xing Chuan looked at him blankly for a while, then gradually raised his friendly smile: "Then you have to keep an eye on it."

"I will." He Lei put his arms around his chest, and his glittering eyes were filled with certainty and confidence in staring at Xing Chuan.

With Herre staring at Xing Chuan, my next life was really much more comfortable.

During the day, he observes everyone's assessment in the assessment field, and at night, he sleeps and paints pictures for the people in the Gu Chen ruins. The next day, Cangyu will come and take away the finished painting.

But each painter has a different personality. Uncle Quentin is a wild type, looking at the immortal style, but he paints like a madman, and he is finished.

And some are delicate, he will dig a detail for a long time, and it takes several days to paint.

I often stand at the end of Silvermoon City, looking at the crimson planet, I miss Harry, I don't know what happened to him, Xing Chuan cut off my connection with Harry, this domineering man.

I will also miss Noah City, Sister Cannon has seen her belly now.

The second sister's child should be born.