"Uncle Li, Aunt Han, Grandpa Li, Grandma Li, do you believe Grandma? Aya can really help Zhao Zhao."

After hearing Li Zhao's unconscious Ning Tuan, I couldn't help but want to go upstairs secretly since I just started.

After hearing Ming Yan, the Ning Tuan was also anxious, and the requests were in the past.

"Come with me."

In the end, Mr. Li sighed and stood up with a crutch. The upright body seemed to be much older.

"etc."

When Mr. Li walked to the turning point of the staircase mouth, Ming Yan squinted and suddenly stopped. His eyes were staring closely on a pair of oil paintings at the turning point, and the familiar smell was even stronger.

The oil painted was a girl, a very beautiful girl. It was just those eyes were too completely black. When you stared at her tightly, it seemed to feel that the girl in the painting was also watching herself.

It feels.

"Take the liberty and ask, old gentleman, is this oil painting?"

After listening to this, Mr. Li also stopped his footsteps, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Ah this is a pair of oil paintings given to me by my friend."

Limo, who followed me, quickly explained, "I usually like to collect some oil paintings. I heard that this oil painting is a city of City C, and my friend specifically found it."

Ming Yan nodded thoughtfully, and then stared at the oil painting tightly without talking.

"Is there a problem with this painting?"

Mrs. Li also asked, she looked at the eyes of Mingyu, but she didn't see any tricks.

"Stink!"

However, before Ming Yan said something to explain, the head of the Ningtuan group went forward and smelled it, and then frowned a few steps back.

"Smelly?"

Libowen frowned. No, he didn't smell the smell in this painting.

After hearing the group, Mr. Li and Mrs. Li looked at it, and confirmed that there was a problem with this painting.

"You retreat."

Mingzheng's face remained unchanged, and he said slightly. The Li family stunned, but took a few steps back later. Then, under the gaze of everyone, Ming Yan put his hand on the girl's eyes in the oil painting.

It's like wanting to close the eyes of the person in the painting.

Then, the next second, everyone heard it thrilled, the moment when the eyes of the person in the painting were placed in the paintings, a sharp cry sounded in the room, and the sound was as if to break through the eardrum. Ning Yiyun subconsciously subconsciously

I covered the ears of the Ning Tuan, but saw that the little cub looked at Mingzhang's movement.

"This, what's going on?"

Han Zhiyun's face is pale. What happened these days, one by one broke her worldview. She felt that if her mentality was almost, maybe she would start to doubt life.

"Some bugs are in the painting."

Ming Yan shook his head and explained softly. Then he moved his hand and spread it to the Li family.

Everyone saw that on the white palms of Mingzheng, there were a few black bugs lying on the painful rolling black bugs. But it was amazing, no matter how struggling those bugs, they could not touch Mingzheng's palm.

There is an invisible protective barrier to protect Mingzhang.

"this……"
Chapter completed!