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Chapter 9 Spirit in the Painting(1/2)

Chen Hongling trembled slightly, and a moment of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Turning around, what caught my eye was a face she was already familiar with.

Looking at Su Luo who appeared behind him at some time.

Chen Hongling opened her mouth, thought of something, and then closed it gently.

She just looked at Su Luo like that, with uncovered doubts on her face.

Su Luo smiled and pointed to the cliff under his feet, "This is my place."

He was very happy. Just a quarter of an hour ago, his territory finally slowly covered the cliff.

This is mainly due to the experience of the big tiger who broke into his field last night.

After killing the big tiger, the singularity power contained in it instantly expanded Su Luo's domain radius outward by thirteen to seven meters.

This speed was so fast that Su Luo, whose domain radius was stable and expanded by one meter every day, could hardly help but find a few big monsters to come out to kill them on the spot.

Of course, in the end he stopped this idea.

This is because there were no big monsters in his field at that time, and those weak creatures would not have been too obvious if they killed them.

Second, if it is not absolutely necessary, he really does not want to expand his field through this method.

Born as a human being, even though he is omnipotent to some extent, he still wants to keep some bottom lines as much as possible.

Killing can certainly expand the field quickly.

Even while killing, they expand, and after expanding, they kill all the creatures in their own field.

With this cycle, he may be able to completely transform the entire world into his own territory within a few days.

But...what is the use of a world without any creatures?

Even if he can resurrect all the killed ones, even if he can kill them, he can reconstruct the new world after he can kill them.

But if he really wants to do that, how good is he to create a new world directly in his existing field?

Therefore, unless they are really those who should be killed, they are unwilling to kill other innocent creatures to quickly expand their territory.

Bu Wu Wu pointed to his newly established territory with a show of flaunt, and Su Luo explained, "I changed the rules here so that you can hear me."

He said this indifferently, but Chen Hongling felt shocked.

Change the rules?

Can people change the rules?

How high is that?

Even with her experience, she could not imagine it for a moment.

At the same time, she was also confused. She had just greeted him from afar these days, why did he suddenly come to find him today?

Thinking of this, Chen Hongling lifted up her pen and wanted to write something on the rice paper beside her.

Unconsciously, she didn't realize how scary he said just now. Seeing her pick up the pen, Su Luo stopped him and said, "Don't have to be so troublesome."

"If you don't mind, just think about what you want to say."

Seeing her face showing suspicion, Su Luo added, "I can 'heard' if you want."

Chen Hongling looked at him suspiciously and tentatively said in her heart, "Senior?"

"What seniors are the juniors?"

Su Luo smiled and shook his head, "I'm just an ordinary person, you can call me Su Luo."

"Yes," she nodded slightly and said silently in her heart, "My name is Chen Hongling."

“The name is good.”

Su Luo praised, "The sound is also nice, as crisp as a bell."

"Bell?"

Chen Hongling was funny in her heart. Are she praising me?

The first time I saw someone like this.

"Yeah, bell."

Not thinking that there was anything wrong with her metaphor, Su Luo nodded slightly and his eyes fell on the painting she had just finished.

“These days when you paint, almost every one of them has made progress.

"Especially this painting today, this mountain is almost 'living'."

Chen Hongling smiled, and saw that he was approachable, he hesitated for a while and no longer insisted on using the title of "senior".

He asked curiously, "Have you learned painting too?"

Su Luo nodded, "I understand a little."

As he said that, he took two steps forward and picked up a Shen Hongling's brush.

He looked back at her and asked, "Don't you mind?"

Chen Hongling smiled and shook her head, making a gesture of asking for help.

Su Luo changed into a piece of painting paper, picked up a pen and put on ink, and began his first painting journey in his life.

A few gentle strokes appear and the green mountains appear on the drawing.

With just a few embellishments, the sunset hangs on the sky.

The red ink outlines, and the green mountains are dyed with the afterglow of the sunset.

As the dragonfly sifted through the water, the green mountains covered by clouds appeared and disappeared.

Behind him, Chen Hongling was already stunned when Su Luo made the first move.

It was not until Su Luo's painting that the green mountains were lush, the setting sun shone in the west, and the clouds covered the peaks formed that she came to her senses.

I pursed my lips and couldn't help but want to praise it, but for a moment I didn't know where to start.

During the time of hesitation, he saw that Su Luo did not put down his brush.

Looking at the scroll, he fixed his eyes for a moment, and Chen Hongling suddenly realized:

wrong!

This painting...is not finished yet!

Looking at nearly one-third of the blank space on the scroll, Chen Hongling suddenly realized it and became more and more confused.

The whole painting is complete in composition and artistic conception, and is even perfect.

Why is there such a large piece of blank space?

Here...what is he going to draw?

What else can he draw?

The next moment, Su Luo gave the answer.

He chuckled softly, and a cliff that looked across the distant mountains across the sea of ​​clouds appeared on the paper.

The cliff is formed, Su Luo's paintings are constantly drawn, and there is a woman painting on the edge of the cliff.

Although the characters in the painting only have their backs, Chen Hongling can still recognize that she is the one who has been painting on the cliff every day for the past few days.

His face turned red inexplicably, but Chen Hongling, who was always paying attention to Su Luo's paintings, found that this painting, which added another artistic conception, had not yet been fully formed.

The next moment, Su Luo picked up the pen and pulled the lines on the scroll, leading the painting woman behind her and looked at the young man who was painting from afar:

You stand by the cliff and watch the scenery.

In the scenery, someone is watching you.

The finishing touch.

Finish the pen.

The moment Su Luo finished his pen, the pure energy of heaven and earth swarmed in and was swallowed by the scroll on the paper.

At the same time, Chen Hongling didn't wait for him to react.

A powerful pulling force in the painting came.

In a trance, Chen Hongling felt that something seemed to be pulled and divided into part of it, and was sucked into the painting.

The entire vision lasted about a quarter of an hour.

A quarter of an hour later, when all the visions disappeared, Chen Hongling looked at the scroll on the paper again.

The woman on the cliff vaguely gave her a feeling of blood connection.

Painted into the spirit in the cave painting!

"How about it?"

Seeing her looking at her painting for a long time, Su Luo asked softly beside her.
To be continued...
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