One, two, three, four, five, there are five clearly marked places on the topographic map.
How many opening stones are there that have not yet been found?
Qianqian took a "brush" pen and began to rub the topographic map onto the rice paper, but something strange happened. No matter how Qianqian rubbed it, after he finished the drawing, everything on the rubbing was blurred, and it was not the same at all.
What a topographic map looks like.
After drawing about ten pictures, Qianqian began to believe that this thing was evil.
Xue Bai stood at the table obediently, watching Qian Qian draw one picture after another and destroy one picture after another.[
Xuebai: Woman, how long do you have to prepare to paint?
Qian Qian turned his head and looked at Xue Bai standing by the table.
"Why are you still here?"
Xuebai:……
Xue Bai was stunned for a moment, then exploded.
Xuebai: Woman, do you just ignore my existence like this?
"I didn't ignore your existence. Didn't you go back to the capital? Shining said you should go back to your master."
Qian Qian is suspicious, could it be that Sparkling made a mistake?
Xuebai:……
Xuebai: My master was originally Yanran.
Qian Qian was stunned for a moment, looking at the furious face.
"Are you an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years?"
Old monster! Old monster! Old monster!!!
The words "Old Monster" rushed into Xuebai's mind like a demonic voice...
Looking at the silent Xue Bai, Qian Qian stabbed Xue Bai's body with a "brush".
"Hey, why don't you speak?"
He looked at Qian Qian with a faint look of blood, and his heart felt cold when he saw Qian Qian.
Immediately, Xuebai burst out: You are the old monster, and your whole family is old monster.
The bloody corpse-blood bat with its jumping legs and its beautiful appearance is actually an old monster in this woman’s eyes! An old monster!![
"Don't get excited. You've lived for hundreds of years. What are you if you're not an old monster?"
This person can only live for a few decades, and a broken bat can live for hundreds of years. He has almost become a spirit monster, right?
"Hey, Xuebai, can you become a human?"
The white-blooded man looked at the money strangely and asked in a suspicious tone: What do you want to do?
"Generally speaking, spirits that have been practicing for hundreds of years can transform into human form. Can you do that?"
Monster? Monster?? Monster???
The word "spirit" was magnified in Xue Bai's mind, and Xue Bai resisted the urge to beat someone up.
Poof, a drop of blood vomited out, the blood-white little feet curled up and fell on the table, and he vomited a breath.
"Xuebai, what's wrong with you?" Qianqian poked Xuebai's body with a brush, wondering why it fell down.
Xue Bai was angry. He would not hit a woman, but this woman had a face that he wanted to punch just by looking at her.
Xue Bai jumped up and flew directly towards Qian Qian's face, kicking his feet to kick him.
Just when he was about to touch the money, he was killed by an invisible murderous aura and fell directly onto the table.
Xue Bai stared at the money stupidly. She obviously didn't do anything, but she still felt that way. That sense of oppression that took away her back then, was she Yan Ran?
It's obviously still the same face, it's obviously not hers anymore, why did you feel that way just now?
Qianqian looked at the Xuebai that fell on the table with some confusion. He wondered if it couldn't even fly anymore. Why did it fall down as soon as it flew up?
"Xue Bai, are you okay?" Qian Qian asked worriedly.
Xue Bai looked at Qian Qian's Lian, feeling a little dazed.
In the empty valley, she stood in front of him in white clothes, looking at him condescendingly, and asked herself with a hint of worry.
"Xuebai, are you okay?"
Such a figure, and that figure.
Xuebai was a little blurry, and then he bounced up. The wolf howled and pounced directly on Qianqian, and pounced on Qianqian.
There is a drop of sweat on Qian Qian’s forehead. What the hell is going on with this bloody person? [
What's even more weird is that Qianqian can't believe it...
When Xuebai pounced on her, he was still Xuebai, who kept breaking the bat.
However, he was held in the arms of a figure.
"Mother, I miss you so much. I miss you so much. Do you know that I have been sleeping for more than 1,800 years before I lost you? In the drunken place, I have been sleeping for more than 1,800 years.
.All this is given to me by you, it is all given by you."
"Damn, I hate you. How could you choose to leave so cruelly and never come back?"
Money is blurred, what is what? She just heard this figure saying that in the drunken place, he slept for more than 1,800 years??
More than 1,800 years? Qian Qian feels a little dizzy. This world is too fantasy.
Xuebai let go of Qianqian, and gently stroked Qianqian's cheek with his slender fingers, showing a slight happy smile.
Her white silk hair hangs down on her chest, and her evil eyes carry a touch of sadness, with the ambiguity of peach blossoms. She has long white hair, and is dressed in white clothes, stretching out in perfect proportions.
, on the absolutely beautiful face, a pair of foxy peach blossom eyes are watery and shining. The high nose, and the "sexy" lips are pulling a perfect arc. The two pointed and thin hair in the white hair
The ears move, which is really cute.
Qian Qian's eyes widened, and he was dreaming again. Otherwise, how could the figure in the dream appear?
"I must be dreaming." Qianqian murmured in a low voice.
The blood-white brows furrowed, as if he wanted to flatter someone.
Xuebai grinded his teeth, "Damn, this is not a dream, I am Xuebai. Didn't you just ask me if I could transform into a human being? This is my real face."
"I'm dizzy, dizzy." Qianqian touched his forehead, feeling dizzy.
Xuebai gritted his teeth, "Damn it, give me a chance to make a living. You can even accept zombies, why can't you accept me like this?"
Zombies, bats! The world is indeed crazy.
"Mom, do you want to go to your own world?"
With Xuebai's words, Qianqian, who was originally dizzy, immediately sobered up.
"You know I am the world?"
"I know that as long as we cooperate, you can return to that world."
"Really? But why should I believe you?"
"I can become a human being, don't you believe it?"
"You have become a human, so I have to believe you?"
"Want to know what happened to you more than six years ago?"
"you know?"
"Yes, I know. I was always by your side about what happened six years ago. It was only after you lost your memory that I went to find Zui Mo."
"Drunk Mo?" Qian Qian was confused, who is this person?
"You will know later."
"Didn't you sleep in Zui Mo for more than 1,800 years?" Qian Qian then looked at Xue Bai with wide eyes and disbelief, stammering over his words.
"Don't, don't tell, me, that, that drunkard has lived for so long. I, I, I have also lived, lived..."
More than 1,800 years! Is this the number of years a person can live?
"You have only lived for more than twenty years, how can you live so long?"
Qian Qian breathed a sigh of relief when Xue Bai said this. Fortunately, fortunately, he was not an old monster.
"This is your mission. Even after this life, you still have a mission. So, as long as you do what you should do and pay back everything you owe, you can return to your own world."
Mission? My own mission?
"Am I Yanran?" I don't know why, but when I hear this name, I can't help but feel my heart flutter.
Xue Bai looked at the money in front of him, touched the identical face with his slender fingers, and smiled bitterly.
"You are not her. She is already dead. She has been dead for a long time."
Dead! Do you just look like Yanran?
"Who does this Yanran like?"
Yanran, who does she like?
Xue Bai closed his eyes slightly in pain, looked at the money and took back his hand.
Who does Yanran like?
It should be said that everyone likes her, woman. You should ask Yanran who she loves.
In order to prevent her from being destroyed, that fool abandoned his ten thousand years of skill and reversed his fate.
It's a pity, so what if everyone survives? After all, the people I care about are gone.
"Yanran loves the Demon King."
"Ah?" Who is this Demon Lord?
"If you don't understand now, you will understand when you know it."
"If I can go back, then Shanshan, Ali and the others..."
She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little bit reluctant in her heart. She wanted to go back, but she seemed to have her own worries here.
"If we are destined, we will meet. Woman, don't worry about this."
"real."
"I have lived for thousands of years, do I need to lie to you?"
Qian Qian looked at Xue Bai, thought about Xue Bai's words, and finally nodded.
She could only choose to believe. She didn't know why, but it seemed that she had no other choice but to believe.
Mother, I'm sorry, I lied to you.
Xue Bai gently stretched out his hand and took the money into his arms.
"Mom, don't be so stupid in the future."
Huh? Qian Qian was a little confused by Xue Bai's words and froze there.
The blood-white figure disappeared and turned into a zombie blood bat flying in mid-air.
Xuebai: Stop drawing this terrain map. No one can see what’s on it except you.
"Why?" Can't you even draw it?
"Because you only have the key."
After Xue Bai finished speaking, he glanced at the money, turned around, flew out and disappeared.
Qian Qian looked at the painting table in front of him, silent...
Then she went crazy. Damn it, if I had known it, I wouldn't have told her. She had been painting for most of the day.
After a moment of silence, Qianqian reached out and touched his cheek.
Is this face really exactly the same as that of Yan Ran?
Why? Why is there so much involved?
Mission? What mission is this?
Thinking of that smiling face, that indifferent and slightly indifferent face.
Twinkle, Ali.
go back……
The figure in front of the painting desk hesitated for the first time.
In the end, what should I do...
Outside the window, there seemed to be a faint sigh, soft and faint, I don’t know who it was for...