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Chapter 882: Auction Painter(1/2)

Whose hand is stretched out under the starry sky?

Luo Bai stood here, wandering in the sea of ​​stars, and the world he could face seemed to be particularly different.

Moreover, the current situation was something Luo Bai did not expect. When he first did this, Luo Bai did not think about the current situation. It seemed that everything was going slowly and there was not so much way out.

However, it has already reached this point and there seems to be no big problem.

Will Luo Bai worry about really happen?

Not necessarily, but there are many things in this world that cannot be explained clearly.

[In fact, there is no need to worry at all. I will not go to that point. I will walk out of Wanbao Pavilion, leave Jiandu, and leave this place.]

Luo Bai looked at the figure struggling from afar and said something, but he didn't know who he said it to.

Even in this starry sea, only 007 can hear what Luo Bai said.

This is probably for the sake of 007's peace of mind, and there is nothing else in the meaning.

However, are there really only people who appear in this starry sea of ​​stars who are struggling not far away?

So who is the existence that Luo Bai wants to see?

Is it true that all this is deviation from a certain moment?

007 doesn’t want to say anything, Luo Bai does whatever he wants, and doesn’t need to make any notes on anything.

However, 007 was very uneasy, as if apart from these things happening, other things that could affect them also happened in other corners.

What exactly will be?

In fact, the touch of 007 is not because of the changes in Wanbao Pavilion, but because of the silence of the entire sword city.

Before, the sword might have had some sound, but now it is completely silent, and even the faint breathing sound does not seem to exist.

What's going on?

The auction was originally scheduled for Wanbao Pavilion.

But during the auction, the sword became like this, and the people of the Taishi Wen family?

Are you from General Baili’s Mansion?

Where have the people from these families gone?

Where did those soldiers and those warriors go?

Why?

Why do swords have to become like this?

Extending forty-eight squares, there was silence inside the city wall, revealing a hint of weirdness.

Unfortunately, there are very few people who can come forward. Wen Xuanmu and Baili family don’t know what to do, and there is no doubt about such a quiet sword.

Could it be that there is a problem with both of them?

impossible!

Not to mention the Taishi Wen family, it is also possible that the Taishi Wen family is holding a pen and has no such fierce strength.

But General Baili's Mansion is different. This is the existence that can gather together with the scattered cultivators in the Hundred Cultivators, so they don't know anything about it?

But even if you understand the strength of these families, the problem now is that there are no people from these two families within the entire sword. It is so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling can echo countless times.

What happened in the sword capital these days?

Because of the mustard seed space, the outside and the inside of Wanbao Pavilion are completely different. Only after the auction is over can we know what happened.

And what is the situation of swords being so weird?

At this time, the Wanbao Pavilion cannot be said to be very calm, because the entire Wanbao Pavilion has been still in vain for Luo Bai's series of tragic disasters, and the endless sea of ​​stars extends out. The figures in the distance are still struggling, after a long period of time

After a while, he couldn't struggle and walked to Luo Bai.

Of course, such a starry sea appeared, and the person Luo Bai mainly wanted to see was not the outline of the white figure that was constantly struggling.

In fact, Luo Bai wanted to meet someone else, and he would definitely appear in this sea of ​​stars.

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among.

Because this person is not someone else, but the creator of the painting [Fantasy Night] - Young Master Xiaoyue.

It's really not easy to meet.

Luo Bai waited for a long time before he saw such a person's existence. He walked out from the struggling figure and merged with the color of the entire star sea. If it weren't for the pair of sapphire blue eyes, he would probably be such a person.

Not so easy to find.

Luo Bai looked at the person walking towards him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I thought you wouldn't come to see me, and I've been hiding like this all the time. Even if I look at your painting as a mortal, I don't care so much."

Luo Bai waved his hand and a chair appeared behind him. Luo Bai was not polite and just sat down, regardless of what happened to Mr. Xiaoyue on the opposite side.

Luo Bai supported one elbow on the handle of the chair, and his palm supported his face, and his whole body was crooked.

Luo Bai finished what he said just now in this posture, and raised his eyebrows to look at Young Master Xiaoyue standing there.

Even if a little person is nestled in a chair, his aura is unparalleled.

If Luo Bai dares to say first, no one dares to say second. Under such circumstances, what everyone pursues is different.

Under the starry sea, what is Luo Bai trying to pursue?

So what is Mr. Xiaoyue, who appears in front of Luo Bai?

Luo Bai leaned against the chair and his movements were a little lazy, so his appearance was really amazing.

Young Master Xiaoyue was in his hand, and the white pen tip was dripping ink down, as if it was exactly the same color as Young Master Xiaoyue’s eyes.

Sapphire blue?

It seemed something was vaguely wrong.

Is it something wrong with Mr. Xiaoyue, or is there something wrong with Luo Bai's vision?

"Why don't I answer when I talk to you?"

Perhaps because Mr. Xiaoyue was silent for too long, Luo Bai was a little impatient and just spoke again.

As those who know Mr. Xiaoyue said, Mr. Xiaoyue is a good person, but he has a sense of arrogance. It seems that if he draws a painting, he can keep all the people in the world at the moment.

This is the disadvantage of Young Master Xiaoyue, and he is destined to suffer when facing Luo Bai.

If Young Master Xiaoyue had not spoken, even if Luo Bai had a strong interest in him, he would not tolerate it once, twice, or three times!

In the end, Young Master Xiaoyue's fate was still very uncomfortable.

Luo Bai bent his finger slightly, and Young Master Xiaoyue's figure retreated. The sudden speed brought a gust of wind. If Young Master Xiaoyue hadn't grabbed his pen tightly, his pen would have long no idea where he flew to.

Go.

"It's rare to be interesting, why don't you say anything?"

Luo Bai spoke, and then he moved his fingers again. Young Master Xiaoyue rubbed against the wall and pulled it upwards until the top.

Then, when Luo Bai finished speaking, he moved forward a few minutes and fell directly and smashed hard to the ground.

Although you can't do other things, this simple thing can still be done, and bumps and bumps are inevitable.

This is not entirely Luo Bai's fault.

Young Master Xiaoyue could only eat Coptis chinensis in a mute way and couldn't say that he had any pain.

Perhaps no one believes that falling down can hurt him, right?

I believe that there are still a few people who do this, so Young Master Xiaoyue is destined to be played with by Luo Bai like this.

"Your money?"

Luo Bai did not focus on this game of throwing high at this time, but instead played with the brush in his hand, scratching up and down, and the ink condensed in the air, gathering less and becoming more.

The color really looks very similar to Young Master Xiaoyue's eyes, and the color of the pupils is exactly the same.

What does Mr. Xiaoyue want to use this color to draw?

[Fantasy Night] has succeeded, what does Mr. Xiaoyue want to do next?

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After all, the things that can be done in such a color, under the quiet night are in a few.

Luo Bai was just curious about what such a color could do. Young Master Xiaoyue really wouldn’t think of his eyes when he used such a color?

"A very ordinary pen is it? Unfortunately, it has accompanied me through all the years. When I can hold the pen, it has been with me. From spring, summer, autumn and winter to the age of increasing, it seems that it has not changed.

What to pass."

Perhaps it is because when talking about this pen, Young Master Xiaoyue has a lot to say.

"After years, even if you are ordinary, you won't be ordinary in the end."
To be continued...
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