Chapter 363 (1/2)

Success comes from numerous experiments and failures. I admit that, however, I still can't accept the fact that Xingchuan uses others to conduct actual combat experiments.

I don't want to think about Xingchuan any more. I really want to fight as soon as possible so that I can stay away from him. And then on the day of victory, Harry and I went back to Noah, our home, and we were reunited with leicesus

Leicester

I look at the ring on the hand, closed the eye, how to do? What about Leicester

I really don't want to

Hurt him

”Loeb, open your eyes.” Suddenly, Jun's voice rang in my ear. I opened my eyes and was surprised to see that I was in the valley dust ruins again. The connection between me and the valley dust remains was stronger than that with another one.

Jun and everyone stood in front of me again.

”Today is master Quentin.” Jun said without a clue.

I looked at him in disbelief and didn't understand the meaning of his words. And he's pulled all kinds of paint to the front.

Then I saw an old man with white hair coming out of the crowd with dignity. He was an old artist.

He came to me and said, ”hard work for you.” He just said that, and then his hand went through my hand, and then my hand was lifted by him, as if my hand was not my own, and I became a puppet being manipulated.

Next, I saw that I picked up the brush and waved it on the white paper in front of me. The painting style was natural and unrestrained, the artistic conception of freehand brushwork, and a little bit Er Abstractionism

It can only be said that different world, different time periods, aesthetic and painting style will be greatly different.

Art is not the same in China and the West.

It is said that the painting is the origin of the soul. The coming of the end of the world and their crossing over life and death have made these artists have a greater sublimation, which is a spiritual sublimation on the soul.

”Did you draw it?” I woke up in cangyu's voice, and there was a picture in my eyes. It was the painting painted by Mr. Quentin!

I sat up and was stunned.

Cang Yu stood quietly in front of the painting: ”this painting style It's Quentin McKee's... ” He raised his hand as if with nostalgia, and gently touched the bottom right corner of the drawing board, ”it's master Quentin...”

I went to the painting immediately. Beside the painting board was a mess of paint. I saw that in the lower right corner, it was indeed master Quentin's signature last night.

”How could that happen?” I stood up straight and looked at my hands with some paint. My braids were scattered behind my head, and my messy hair fell over my shoulders. ”Where did you get the drawing board? And the paint

”Luobing, calm down.” Cang Yu turned around and looked at me with a smile. He reached out and put his hand behind my ears. He pressed his hand on my shoulder. ”Take a deep breath and think about it slowly.”

I took a deep breath and spit it out for a long time. I immediately turned to look at the ghost flower beside the bed: ”is it the blue crystal energy that strengthened the connection between me and them?”

”Well, it's quite possible.” Cang Yu let go of my shoulder, went to my bed, bent down to see the ghost flower, ”the super spiritual connection of our new star robot also depends on blue crystal energy.” He stood up straight, turned back to look at me. ”Last night in the middle of the night, you asked the robot to bring the drawing board and paint. It seems that it's not you. It's master Quentin.”