Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 487

Everyone in Middle Earth was shocked by Miro's departure, and frantically searched for Miro's trace.

And Mi Luo, who was out of everyone's sight, appeared outside an airport, looking at a somewhat bewildered young man.

The young man's face is handsome and handsome, with a gentle temperament. His short brown hair tends to light gold, which seems to be carefully dyed, and his eyes with cat pupils are a kind of gentle dark brown, giving people a wonderful sense of intimacy.

But at this moment, the young man was obviously frightened by the crowd outside the airport.

"It's a completely different place from the countryside."

The young man whispered to himself. Compared with the calm and peaceful atmosphere of his hometown, as the most populous country in the world and in the period of rapid growth, Middle-earth is prosperous with naked eyes. The constant flow of people makes the air a little irritable. .

The young man who is accustomed to the smell of fields and rice is obviously a little afraid of the anxious environment where people come and go. The three-colored cat doll he is holding in his arms seems to be aware of something wrong, and he comforts him: "Luchuan, let's go back."

"But, teacher, you..."

The young man named Lvchuan was in some pain, and he couldn't help but exert more force in his hands hugging Sanhuamao.

"It's okay, as long as you are still creating, I will not leave immediately after all."

Sanhuamao's consolation actually made the young man make up his mind, and he decided to look for what the teacher called an opportunity.

"Are you Teacher Wuyuan?"

The sudden sound made Lu Chuan stunned for a moment, he turned his head to look at a handsome young man beside him, he was stunned, and said, "It's me, may I ask you?"

"Sure enough, it's Teacher Wuyuan. I thought I was wrong."

Mi Luo stepped forward to say hello, and at the same time glanced at the three-flowered cat doll, and said with a smile: "This is the teacher who often appears in Mr. Wu Yuan's illustrations. It looks so cute!"

"Yes."

Lu Chuan looked at Mi Luo, and for some reason there was always an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart, and he chatted with Mi Luo very quickly.

"Speaking of which, teacher, among your many paintings, the first one I saw was Lushen. Why did you paint such a story? And, why did you create such a sequel?"

Mi Luo, who has already obtained part of the power of heaven and earth in this illusory realm, got his relevant information when he saw Luchuan in front of him.

He is a well-known illustrator on the Internet. He has been painting for five or six years. At the beginning, his painting skills were not very good. He likes to use some anthropomorphic or two-dimensional painting techniques. The only thing worthy of praise is The light and warm feeling revealed in the painting.

The famous work "Lu Shen" is one of his series of works. It briefly introduces that the dew god, as a god, after sending away his last believer, disappeared in the morning light together with the believers.

Because of the hand that digs tenderness from the subtleties and narrates the story in peace, this story has been widely circulated on the Internet.

Since then, all kinds of cute little monsters have appeared in Luchuan's paintings on a large scale. They are ignorant, they are mischievous, they always surround everyone, and take care of everyone in their own way.

What's more interesting is that in the second year after the story of Lushen ended, Lvchuan drew a new picture, and the accompanying text said that because of the spread of the story of Lushen, his faith was restored, so in the small temple Among them, another little dew god who was exactly the same was born.

It’s just that this little dew god is not the original dew god. According to the explanation in the accompanying text, the original dew god has completely disappeared, and the little dew god reborn in faith is an independent new individual, even though the appearance and personality are basically the same , but no longer a god.

This accompanying article has blown out countless diving readers, and the pain like a knife piercing the heart has made countless people call Wuyuan Wuxin.

Moreover, I don’t know if it’s because of the large number of fans gained after the sword-fighting, Green River turned on the switch of various warm-hearted sword-fighting. From then on, all the illustrations have some plots that are thoughtfully thought out.

Countless people were smiling when they first saw it, but they were crying when they thought about it, and they were tortured.

Of course, it was also because of this complicated emotional torture that countless people, thinking that they could not cry alone, went crazy and amwayed their relatives and friends, successfully making Midori Chuan Yue famous.

At this time, the author who made many netizens cry was very embarrassed. He touched his cheek and didn't know how to answer.

"Did my question bother you?"

Mi Luo looked at the young man in front of him, his hair color that seemed to be highlighted was actually natural, and there was a powerful force rolling in his body.It was the inheritance left over from his ancestors who combined with the Yaozu, and on him, there were many blessings from the elves.

It was precisely because of these blessings that Mi Luo stopped his movements and separated his avatar for a walk.

After all, the problem of the terrestrial veins in this illusory realm, to put it bluntly, was caused by the incompatibility of the fragments of heaven and earth that were later integrated.

According to what Goddess Tianhua said, there are probably three places in the conflict of this illusory realm, which are the fourth fusion, the seventh fusion and the eighth fusion.Among them, the problem of Fusang Land is caused by the fourth integration, which is a bit weird, but it can still be included in the Hanxia system as a whole, but it is easily affected by the seventh and eighth integration, and there are obvious conflicts.

The principles of Taoism and the eighth integration are closer to the practice system of the Southern Islands.

In Miro's original plan, he planned to sort out Middle Earth, then deal with Fusang, and finally deal with the problems left by the seventh and eighth fusions.

And the young Luchuan in front of him is the son of Destiny who merged the fragments for the fourth time, condensing the core essence of the fourth fusion system. Simply put, as long as his problem is solved, most of Fusang's problem will be solved.

And his question made the young man even more embarrassed. For some reason, when he saw Mi Luo, he always had the idea of ​​communicating with the elders. He struggled for a long time and said: "That's not the case, I just, just don't know How to answer."

"Because those aren't just stories?"

Miro didn't make too much preparation, and directly pointed out the truth that the young man was trying to hide.

"Those stories are things that really happened around you, right?"

Miro's words startled Lvchuan, and the originally quiet Sanhuamao doll in his arms also jumped up and shouted: "Who are you?"

Between the words, the demonic aura rolled on his body, trying to change into something.

Mi Luo stretched out one hand, grabbed the three-flowered cat, and said, "Did you scare Teacher Wu Yuan? I just think your story is very interesting, and it doesn't look like a fake."

Judging by his attitude, it seemed to be a joke, but Lu Chuan didn't dare to be careless. He knew very well that the three-colored cat wanted to change back to its original shape, but after falling into the other party's hands, it seemed to be a real doll. There is no sound.

Even if he wanted to get closer to Mi Luo in his heart, Lu Chuan cheered himself up, put on a tougher posture and said, "Well, can you return the teacher to me?"

"Are you sure you want me to return it to you now? Its spirituality has been incomplete under the wear and tear of heaven and earth. Even if you have the heart to sketch works, spread your stories, and collect ideas similar to beliefs for him, it is just a drop in the bucket That's all."

"You have a way to save the teacher!"

Lu Chuan's eyes widened. He only found out a few days ago that his teacher, who had been with his family members, had already disappeared as society entered a new era.

They are being abandoned by the world, they are being consumed by the universe.

Lu Chuan could not forget what the teacher said to himself a few days ago.

"You human beings always like to miss appointments. You made an appointment forever, but let us wait year after year. This time, maybe we will miss the appointment first. At that time, Luchuan, don't cry too sadly. .”

At that time, Lu Chuan cried very sadly, tears kept pouring out, and asked him if there was a way to save him.

"Some time ago, there was a sudden burst of powerful divine power from Middle Earth, and then the spirituality seemed to recover, so we were able to take a breath and explain to you. Otherwise, we would not know that we have already So much power is drained without knowing it."

It was because of the teacher's words that Lu Chuan bought a plane ticket to Middle-earth, hoping to find a way to redeem the teacher in one of the sources of his country's civilization.

But he never expected that he got off the plane and met a "fan" and got a clue to solve it.

"Compared to its problems, can you show me your fate with it?"

Hearing this, Lu Chuan had succeeded for a long time, and took out an old account from his bag, Miro took it and returned the Sanhuamao doll to Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan hugged the Sanhuamao, put his cheek on the Sanhuamao's stomach, and said softly: "Teacher."

"Ok?"

The dazed three-flowered cat instantly widened its eyes, jumped up, stared at Mi Luo and said, "Who the hell are you?"

As it said that, it saw the handbook in Miro's hand again, and immediately frowned: "Luchuan, how can you show this guy your friend's account? Do you know that if the friend's account is destroyed, they will all... um ?this is……"

The three-flowered cat stared at Mi Luo, seeing a little light emerging from his fingertips, the whole cat froze in place.

"Teacher." Lu Chuan, who noticed the change of the Sanhuamao, spoke hastily, and heard his teacher respond stiffly: "Such a power, such a godhead, who are you?"

"Take a guess?"

As Mi Luo spoke, his fingers lightly brushed the line where the name of the Sanhuamao was written, and the cat immediately limp in Luchuan's arms, whimpering and chirping.

After writing down all the names in the account, Miro returned it to Luchuan, and said with a smile: "You can go back, and their problems will be resolved in a short time."

After speaking, Mi Luo disappeared before Lu Chuan's eyes.

Lu Chuan, who stood there dumbfounded, returned to the side holding the three-colored cat. After the chubby meat ball regained his senses, he hurriedly asked about the other party's condition.

Under Lu Chuan's repeated urging, Sanhuamao was a little embarrassed, and coyly said that he was much better, and finally warned.

"Lu Chuan, although I haven't figured out his true identity, but the ancient divinity and power all show that this person's identity is very noble. No, he should be called His Majesty. He is more powerful than the Great God Amaterasu." It’s sacred to be high. We’ve made a lot of money this time!”

When the last sentence was said, the whole Sanhuamao started trembling: "Sure enough, a perfect monster like me is loved by people everywhere. After we go back, let's have a good celebration. I want to eat more sweets." Steamed bun!"

Looking at the energetic teacher, Lu Chuan was relieved and said with a smile: "Okay!"

As for Mi Luo, who was following them secretly, after Lu Chuan got on the plane, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the record on the treasure scroll.

(End of this chapter)