Love Code at the End of the World

Success comes from countless experiments and failures, which I admit, but I have never been able to accept the fact that Starling River uses others to experiment in action.

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

Lexus...

What if I look at the ring on my hand and close my eyes? What about Lexus...

I really don't want to…

Hurt him...

“Lobing, open your eyes.” Suddenly, my ears sounded drenched, I opened my eyes and was surprised to see that I was in the ruins of the valley dust again, and I was connected to the ruins of the valley dust, as if I was stronger than to another ruin.

Dredging and everyone are standing in front of me again.

“Today is Master Quentin.” Dreadless and brainless.

I was confused and didn't understand what he meant by that. And he's pulled me in front of a drawing board with all kinds of paint on it.

Then I saw a gray-haired grandfather walking out of the crowd, an old artist at first glance.

He walked up to me and smiled. “Thank you very much.” He only said one thing, and then his hand went through my hand, and then he lifted my hand, as if my hand was not mine, and I became a manipulated figure.

Next, I saw myself picking up the brush and waving it on the white paper in front of me, the brilliant style, the sense of writing, and a little... uh... abstract pie...

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

Midwestern art is very different, let alone me, across two worlds.

After the painting, everyone appreciated it. It is said that the painting is the origin of the soul. The coming of the end of the world and their crossing of life and death gave this group of artists a greater sublimation, which is a spiritual sublimation in the soul.

“Did you paint this?” I woke up in the voice of Cangwoo, and there was a painting in my eyes. It was painted by Grandpa Quentin!

I sat up and stared.

Cang Yu Jing stood in front of the painting: “This painting... belongs to Quentin McGee...” He raised his hand like a nostalgia and gently touched the lower right corner of the drawing board, “It's Master Quentin...”

I immediately went to the painting, and there was a messy paint next to the drawing board, and I looked to the bottom right corner, which was the signature of Master Quentin last night.

“How could this happen!” I stood up silly and looked at my hands, and I did have some paint on me. My braids were scattered behind my head, my messy hair dropped off my shoulders, "Where did the drawing board come from? And these paints! ”

“Lobing, calm down.” Cangyu turned around and smiled at me. Reach behind my ear and press my shoulder. “Take a deep breath and slowly think back. ”

I took a deep breath, spit it out, and I immediately turned to the ghost flower by the bed: “Is Blue Crystal energy strengthening my connection with them? ”

“Well, that's very likely.” Canoe let go of my shoulder, walked to my bed, bent over and looked at the ghost flower, "our new robot super spiritual connection is also dependent on blue crystal energy.” He stood up straight and looked back at me, "You had the robot bring the board and the paint in the middle of the night, not you, Master Quentin. ”

“I think so.” I grabbed my head, "I was in a dream, and he drew with my hand, and they said... they were leaving a legacy. ”

Cannes nodded and looked around: "Looks like this is going to be a studio. ”

“The studio?” I immediately looked at my hands again, so this is what I'll do for them in the future?

“Thank you, Lobien.” Suddenly, I looked at him and he looked at me gently, "it seems you have a new mission.” His eyes fell on Master Quentin's remains for a long time...

The Silver Moon City exam has finally arrived, and each training room is filled with arrangements. Over the next few days, each mentor will face dozens of students every day to classify, evaluate and evaluate their abilities.

Me and Herrer walked outside these training rooms, and every student in there was especially serious, and I saw people who were far better at controlling gravity than Leia, and people who could control the weather, the ability of Tornado handlers to pinch.

If Shecky's abilities are not just to control a storm in the weather of a storm, but to control a storm, then her abilities will make a breakthrough qualitative leap.

All the capable people seem so strong that they have no choice. Turns out Silver Moon City is the most powerful man from all over the world.

“You have to look at his personality when selecting people.” Suddenly, Xingchuan walked up to me and said with no expression, "If I scared you, I wanted to say I'm sorry.” His foreword is inconsistent with the last words.

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

“Humph...” Xingchuan smiled softly at Herae, "We are allies, and my pursuit of Lobing is between me and him, it's none of your business. ”

“Starling River, you're not pursuing, you're forcing!” Herrer sincerely said a little angrily, "Lobing has made it clear that he doesn't like you! ”

“He will, sometime in the future.” Starling River was so sure, he was always so confident.

“No, he'll leave you sometime in the future.” Herrer smiled softly.

Xingchuan closed his eyes and looked at him coldly. The corner of Herae's mouth looked up with a smile, bringing out his arrogance and maturity.

I ignored Xingchuan and kept going. Xingchuan was about to come up and be stopped by Herae: “I changed my mind, I decided to stay with you and keep an eye on you.” Herae looks down at the stars.

Xingchuan looked at him without expression and gradually lifted his smile: “Then keep your eyes open. ”

“I will.” Herae's hands wrapped around his chest and his glittering eyes were firm and confident in keeping an eye on Starling River.

With Herae staring at Starling River, my next life was really much better.

Observe everyone at the examination site during the day, sleep at night to paint the ruins of the valley dust. The next day Cang Yu will come and take the painting away.

But every painter has a different personality, and Grandpa Quentin is wild, looking at fairy wind bones, but painting like a lunatic, the painting is done.

And some of them are delicate, and one detail will take him a long time to draw for days.

I used to stand at the end of Silver Moon City, and look at that deep red planet, and I miss Harry, and I don't know what happened to him, and the stars cut me off from Harry, this bullying man.

I'd miss Noah City, too, but the firecracker must be pregnant by now.

Second sister's baby should be born.