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Chapter 26: The Promise of Seal

Xu Ying took out a piece of black writing paper from her schoolbag, spread it out on the table, and started writing.

Dazzling, mottled and blurred.

Her writing is not like applying colors, but slowly unveiling a starry sky. She uses the Milky Way as paint, and the stars roll from the tip of her pen into the mortal world, elegant, smart, gentle and harmonious.

Mu Zhengguang watched her movements and held his breath, afraid of disturbing her. Every stroke she made seemed not to be written on paper, but in people's hearts. The stars shook in her hands, and time was a step slower than her, copying for her after she put pen to paper, giving people a thorough and vague illusion in a trance: the black paper is the "ink", and the colored ink is the traces carved by time.

At the end of the white light, a fire wheel appears, and the grass, trees, mountains and rivers are golden.

The fourteen colorful words on the black paper were like extremely thin pieces of crystal, reflecting the light, crystal clear.

He liked his classmate's handwriting very much and expressed his admiration without disguising: "The sky is full of stars and the night sea, and all things are floating in light."

"Yeah. You can try it too."

Xu Ying placed the pen on the paper and turned the black paper so that the tip of the pen was facing him.

Ying's handwriting is both gentle and sharp. His handwriting is also gentle, gentle and firm.

The sky meets the clouds and the morning mist, and the galaxy is about to turn and dance with thousands of sails.

Xu Ying hesitated for a moment. She was not thinking whether to praise or not, but how to praise. She thought about it and said carefully, "The stars are shining, and the world is shining."

Mu Zhengguang was very satisfied with the calligraphy. After finishing the poem, his heart calmed down and his thoughts turned to other things. He said, "Lu Hao has dyeing ability. Maybe I can get a variety of color-changing ink from him. I will ask him tomorrow."

"Worth a try."

When the train arrived at the station, Mu Zhengguang originally wanted to send the luggage home first, but Xu Ying said that he could leave the things at her house and take them away after dinner.

He thought about it for a moment and agreed with it.

The two walked to the door, and Xu Ying opened it with the key: "Just put the things in my room."

Her house is nearly rectangular in structure, and the first thing you see when you enter the door is the living room. The living room is not big, with a square table, three chairs, a mirror, a long low cabinet table, a shoe rack, and a refrigerator.

There are two bedrooms on the left side of the living room. The "upper" one has a large window and is Xu Yingze's mother's room. The "lower" one has a balcony and is slightly smaller in size, and is Xu Yingze's room. To the right of the living room is the kitchen and bathroom.

Xu Ying put her cell phone on the dining table. Mu Zhengguang thought about it and did the same, following her into the bedroom.

The room is not big, but it seems very spacious. There are only a bed, a desk, a chair, a wardrobe, and a locker in the room. There is a big pomegranate tree outside the window. Standing on the balcony, you can touch the leaves with your hand.

"Auntie's not home?"

"That's impossible. The kitchen door is so well soundproofed, it's normal that you didn't hear it." As soon as Xu Yingze finished speaking, she heard a knock on the door, and she hurried to open it.

Wang Hongyu has the habit of knocking on her daughter's bedroom door before entering it. This behavior is not particularly noble, but it makes the way they get along particularly beautiful.

"Hey, Hikaru is here. Did the game go well?"

Mu Zhengguang had a very good impression of Ying's mother. When he was in the third year of junior high school, there was a repeater in his class. The repeater spoke softly and gently, and looked gentle. Although his presence was not high, he gave people a sense of trust. His impression of the aunt was almost the same.

He once joked with Ying, "Your mother looks so young, without a single gray hair. It seems that you must be very obedient at home and didn't make your aunt angry and turn her hair gray."

Classmate Ying told him that she was not obedient, but her mother was very easy to talk to.

He was even more impressed and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Being able to admit that you are disobedient is better than most of your peers."

He clearly remembers the expressions and words of his classmates at that time.

The classmate snorted coldly and said something shocking, "It's not that I did a good job, but that most people did a very bad job."

From then on, whenever he thought of this incident, he felt deeply that this classmate was really extraordinary.

The time has come now.

Mu Zhengguang smiled and said, "Auntie, the competition went well. Xu's competition also went well."

Xu Yingze's competition was not entirely smooth. She was attacked and hospitalized after the competition, but the incident was urgent and her family was not notified, so Wang Hongyu did not know about it. Mu Zhengguang said that his competition "went very smoothly" and that Ying's competition "also went smoothly", which was not considered a lie. The degree was different and the facts were also different.

Wang Hongyu didn't hear the hidden meaning in Mu Zhengguang's words. She was in a hurry to leave after a simple polite exchange. Her daughter brought acquaintances to play at home, so she just came to say hello. It would be inappropriate to say more. Moreover, her daughter didn't send a message until after five o'clock saying that Xiaoguang was coming to the house for dinner. She hurried out to buy vegetables, and there was still a pot on the fire. No one could watch the fire.

"Okay, okay, I'll get busy first." Xu Ying had some experience in cooking, and she knew that the meal was not ready yet. The guests had arrived, and the meal was not ready yet, so her mother must be very anxious.

"Mom, he and I have something else to talk about. Dinner can wait a little longer."

Wang Hongyu was very confident about the two of them: "You have known each other for ten years, which would be the age for marriage in the old days. Besides, you two are both sensible and good kids, so I don't need to worry too much."

"Well, you guys chat, I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Xu Ying watched her mother leave the room. She did not close the bedroom door immediately, but asked her classmates to sit on the chairs first, then gently pushed the door open and sat back on the bed: "A lot of things happened today, I will add some weight to today's story."

Xu Ying waved her hand, and dozens of windmills floated in front of her, like scattered flowers and stars surrounding the moon.

The windmill blades quickly deteriorated, the purple color faded, the shape disintegrated, and scattered into white dust, which then gathered into a larger rectangular piece of paper. Many windmill pillars merged into one, forming a scroll, connected to the blank paper.

Mu Zhengguang didn't expect her windmill to be used in this way, and he didn't know what the purpose of doing this was: "What is this?"

"That's not the point. Hold out your right index finger and let's make a simple agreement."

Mu Zhengguang didn't understand what he meant, but he did it anyway.

Xu Ying stretched out her left index finger, and the two index fingers touched each other. She sent 30% of the main running line into the other person's heart.

"Hmm? This is... yours?"

"It's just a simple agreement, it's nothing. There are at least two benefits to doing this. First, you can use my windmill axis as a weapon. Second, I will keep 30% of the main operating line with you. Even if I overuse my strength, it will not be easy to lose balance."

Mu Zhengguang also wanted to transfer his strength to her: "What should I do?"

Xu Ying leisurely turned the axis: "It is very simple to distribute the main line of the asymptote to others. Everyone can do it. I am just more curious and did it before others."

Mu Zhengguang added: "It's very simple for us, but it's harder than climbing to the sky for others."

"Let me make it clear in advance. I'll put the main line at your place and give you the axis of the windmill, but you still can't use the operating power. From this perspective, if I give you the power, it can be considered as 'mutual help'. If I give it to others, it will be detrimental to myself and others."

Mu Zhengguang didn't covet her main plot, nor did he skimp on his own. The agreement with Ying had nothing to do with gains and losses. What mattered was the intention. He said, "It should be so."

Xu Ying retracted her index finger and said, "The weapon you give me must be very good looking."

"as you wish."

Mu Zhengguang gave 30% of the main storyline to Ying.

The hourglass shattered, the golden sand turned into blood, and the colorless glass shell was dyed red, rotating to form a strangely shaped prism.

The prism consists of a main body, a handle and a tail. The tail is a regular icosahedron-shaped gemstone, the handle can be regarded as a cylinder, and the main body is close to a double-pointed hexagonal prism.

Xu Ying was not opposed to the pink color, but she did not expect that gold sand and glass could also be re-dyed: "Eh... this color... is not bad either."

“The axis of a windmill, the outline of an hourglass.”

The volume of the axis and the profile is similar. The axis is generally slender, the profile handle is thin and the body is wide, which is about 1/3 shorter than the axis.

Xu Ying held the axis with one hand and the outline with the other: "Now that you have both the outline and the axis, you should be stronger, right? Yes, here you go."

She loosened her hand, and the axle fell. Mu Zhengguang stretched out his hand, and the axle floated above his palm.

"It's so convenient to be able to leave the body within a certain range!"

Xu Ying let the outline float: "Well, you can't use the main line, but the entities corresponding to the main line, these wreckage-like things, can be used at will."

The two reached a verbal agreement and exchanged tangible tokens.

Mu Zhengguang got the axis, which is a blunt weapon. Xu Ying got the outline, which is a sharp weapon compared to the axis. Neither side made their own weapons, but they both cared about each other, so their weapons matched their respective fighting styles.

　Today I officially recommend it (category - fantasy - popular series), maybe it can make it to the top 100 new fantasy books. I heard that Tuesday's catch-up reading is the most important, so please try not to let the book grow.

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