... The severe pain that felt like the bones in her whole body were about to be smashed to pieces had never made Lin Sanjiu feel so good. Along with the pain, what surged into her body was strength that she felt she had not seen for half a lifetime - more powerful than strength.
The wonderful thing is that she finally regained control of her body.
Even though he was dizzy from being photographed, Lin Sanjiu still struggled and twisted his body, trying to land on his feet. Under the strong attraction of the canvas, the
She seemed to have fallen into the blank space of the canvas; thanks to the sharp eyes of the instructor, as soon as he saw her moving, he immediately shouted: "Put the painting away!"
The painter didn't know what he meant when he screamed - Lin Sanjiu was used to sucking others in with the canvas, and now that she was the target of the canvas, she couldn't help but feel secretly frightened by its power. When she was sucked over, it was like
A piece of dead flesh waited until it was sucked in front of her before she started to resist, and it was almost ineffective; her feet couldn't touch the ground at all, and her body was sucked into the air half-bent, sticking tightly to the X-ray machine, which was all in vain.
She pressed her only right hand on the edge of the machine, and her heartbeat was so strong that she thought she could hear it throughout the hospital.
"What are you shaking your head for?" The instructor became anxious and suddenly said "Oh": "Then I understand, you add her! Just finish the painting, right?"
Amid Lin Sanjiu's trembling resistance with trembling muscles, the swishing sound of the brush became her greatest hope. She felt that the painter had spent as long as a meal before her body finally felt the warmth of the brush again.
The gravitational pull of the human heart made it fall back to the ground with a "bang".
With his chest heaving up and down, Lin Sanjiu wiped the cold sweat off his head and slowly got up from the ground after a while. It turned out that being able to stand up straight again with his own muscles, legs and feet was such an amazing thing.
The painter stood on her left, unfolding a new painting with no artistic framing in his hand, and looked at her expectantly. The instructor stood on her right, with his hands on her waist, looking at her strong chest muscles and
Above the neck, there is a snow-white smile.
"Look, I said that no matter what kind of dilemma you are in life, as long as you use your imagination and your willpower..."
Lin Sanjiu turned a deaf ear to his voice and just wiped her face lightly. Not surprisingly, she touched pieces of dried paint. She picked at her skin twice and found that there was a lot of paint seeping into the gaps between her nails.
There were no black dusty dried paint residues—the reason why Wei Xing left with peace of mind was indeed this.
"Stop plucking your hair," the instructor looked over worriedly, "it's easier to go out with a black hole on your face."
Lin Sanjiu put down her hands and turned to look at the painter; due to the fear of the aftermath, when she smiled, she felt that her muscles and lips were still tense: "Can you do the same procedure again?
? This time, don’t draw the guard in the room...yes, the one with a lot of black holes on his face. Move quickly."
In the ten minutes after the [Protective Field] was exhausted and the lullaby was played, Kurosawa Masaru—if that was really Kurosawa Masaru, and not a guard wearing his clothes—had deteriorated further. She simply did not
There was no trace of her friend on that face, and his body seemed to be a bunch of twisted and dry branches; he obviously got up slowly from the ground, and became more and more "guarded"
The more thorough he was, the closer his body became to standing upright.
Isn't it too late to drag him out now?
Waves of panic gnawed at her heart like rat teeth. Under her constant urging, the painter hurriedly moved to the back of the X-ray machine and started painting. After being hit by Lin Sanjiu just now, the front half of the X-ray machine
There was a dent on the side; there was such a loud impact and muffled sound that it seemed like it was still buzzing in her ears.
She could only bite her nails and wait until the painting was finished.
"Well," the instructor hovered beside her like a moth that had discovered the light: "Are you satisfied with my guidance just now?"
"Satisfied." This was Lin Sanjiu's truth.
"So, as for my service fee..."
What does a special item need for a special item?
Lin Sanjiu glanced at him: "Do you need it? Or do you want to give it to Gong Daoyi?"
The painter moved very quickly. In the few words they exchanged quickly, his painting was completed - a shocking attraction suddenly opened a big mouth in the room, and countless air currents wrapped around the human body, heading straight towards
The X-ray machine hit her; after another loud bang, the guard wearing Kurosawa Ji's clothes also hit the collapsed part of the X-ray machine just like she did just now.
The instructor grinned at the loud noise, and then smiled nonchalantly: "If you don't need it, I won't give it to anyone else."
Lin Sanjiu didn't care to talk to him at this time, and repeatedly asked the painter to quickly add the image of the guard. As soon as the attraction disappeared, she hurriedly called out the metal fist gloves; while being careful not to let herself
The guard's skin touched, and he grabbed his arm and pulled him up from the ground.
Kurosawa Ji's clothes, trousers and boots hung loosely from the guard's shoulders and hips, making his body even more thin and twisted under the clothes; under Lin Sanjiu's unblinking gaze, he stood upright
After that, there was no more movement.
"...What?" Lin Sanjiu cautiously took half a step closer and took a closer look at his face.
The black hole on his face has not expanded to the extent of other guards, which may mean that his "guardianization" has not been completely completed - otherwise, the first person he wants to arrest may be Lin Sanjiu.
What should we do now? The guard status has not been completed, so if we wait outside for a while, will he slowly recover?
"But I still need my reward," the mentor's voice sounded from beside her again.
If the tutor's tone before can be described as sunny, positive, and annoying, then this time, there is something more in his voice - a feeling that he will not give up no matter what, so it feels vaguely dangerous.
persistence.
Lin Sanjiu drew her attention back and turned to look at her mentor.
When she was sucked out, she secretly made up her mind that she would never be separated from the painter for the rest of her life - this guy was so useful that he was surprised. If the two special items of painter and tutor were deducted, she would not be able to do anything with him again.
If she doesn't stay [there must be someone like this in your class] and takes them off, then she may have to dig out all the remaining special items to pay the bill.
The calculation in my mind about the number of items and the thought of trying to bargain with him suddenly melted like ice cubes when their eyes met.
Under her gaze, the instructor opened his mouth slightly again. The corners of his mouth receded to both sides, revealing a row of white teeth.
"...the quantity will only become smaller and smaller in the future," he whispered, "a free suggestion, you'd better not lose any special items in the future."
Lin Sanjiu was startled, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up involuntarily.
"What... less and less?"
"Special items." There was no change in the instructor's face, but it was as if a cloud had drifted over, covering up the original sunshine. "... Copies devour copies, worlds crush worlds, objects destroy objects. You and I both
it's the same."
What does this mean? Lin Sanjiu wanted to ask, but found that she couldn't open her mouth.
"...We are all part of the order. When the flood comes, we and the order we represent will be buried in the depths of the flood together." The instructor's voice became lower and lower, as if his voice was rolling up from his throat.
.
"I don't understand," she finally said, "what does this have to do with the flood..."
The instructor slowly raised a hand, and Lin Sanjiu suddenly took half a step back, staring at him closely. He didn't look like he was going to attack anyone, he just gently moved his fingers back and forth twice, looking at them.
Whispered: "They're soaked...now, are you ready to pay the bill?"
If she understood correctly, the instructor seemed to have only one purpose in wanting those five special items, which was to destroy them - and it seemed that he would do this by any means necessary.
Lin Sanjiu swallowed softly, glanced at the guard, painter, and doorway beside her, and nodded.
"I know," she whispered, "I'm going to give you your five special items...but you have to give me two minutes first."
There was also a red-faced man lying on the floor of the room.
The long pole-like weapon in the red-faced man's hand was lost to no one knows; but there should be something else on him, at least, the huge insect net that caught Wei Xing.
While ordering the painter to repeat the same trick, Lin Sanjiu's mind never stopped buzzing with thoughts - but she couldn't even tell what exactly she was thinking about; there was only one thought, pulse-like.
It keeps beating and lingering.
...This item, the mentor, has been soaked by the flood.
He was sent by Gong Daoyi, which may mean that the flood at least came to where Gong Daoyi was, and had the opportunity to soak this special item. And Gong Daoyi was not far away from her... The flood had already
Are you in the same world as her?
When the red-faced man also hit the X-ray machine and made a third muffled sound, the instructor grinned with satisfaction. The black holes of the red-faced man were just a few gradually opening gaps, and they were probably the same as Lin San.
She regained control of herself as quickly as she drank; but before he could land on his feet and regain his strength, she had already rushed forward and hit his temple hard with her metal fist.
Regardless of whether he will recover or not, he has no chance now.
The red-faced man's body is complete and his combat power is high. He is certainly worthy of the mark, so he has redeemed a lot of special items on his body. He could have walked sideways in the lava, but now he has fallen into this situation that no one expected.
In such a situation, nothing on his body could be left behind. When Lin Sanjiu threw the first special item into his mentor's arms, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his two palms as big as cattail leaf fans closed tightly.
The small plate shattered into powder in the palm of my hand.