Honkai, I stand in the first row where strength is paramount

By the way, Blanca also recommended Klein to Mobius as an assistant in the past, thus starting her life that made 007 cry when she saw it, and the labor law was used as a table corner.

Bai Mo readily agreed to Mebius' request, and at the same time said that even if she didn't introduce her former assistant as a guide, he would definitely bring her some fruits to try when she came back.

Then Snake snorted softly, turned around and ran away without a trace, making Bai Mo secretly wonder if he had offended her again at some point.

He could sense that Mebius hadn't recovered his memory.

The time agreed with Blanca was [-]:[-] in the morning. Due to his habit of getting up early, Bai Mo arrived at the meeting point about an hour earlier.

But at this time, there are quite a lot of people here.

On the opposite side of the Orchard is a leisure plaza with a rather large area. In addition, today is the weekend, and as far as the eye can see, many figures are playing and playing around in the plaza. The atmosphere is so peaceful that it is unbelievable. This is facing the coming end times.

But for the soldiers who fought their lives on the front line, what they want to protect is not the lights of thousands of families who are singing and dancing?

For example, in the upper right corner of the square, there are a group of elderly people wearing earphones and dancing silent square dances, young people who are sweating and youthful on the basketball court in the upper left corner, strolling hand in hand by the artificial lake and chirping my little couple, and even jumping into Bai Mo’s arms. A cute blue-haired loli who hugs and cuddles.

——Loli?

The stupid hair on Xiaobai's head'boo! 'Stand up straight up.

He looked left and right first, and after making sure that the girl was not looking for the wrong person, he asked gently, "Are you lost?"

As far as appearance is concerned, the girl in Bai Mo's arms can definitely be called a ten-year blood profit, and the death penalty is not a loss.

The flowing sky-colored long hair is tied into two bundles at the back of the head, showing off the silver-white jade neck generously, and the thin lips are so thin that it is pitiful, but the healthy skin with a light pink is revealed from it It can be seen that this child is definitely not malnourished due to parental abuse.

The height of the girl is only about one pan, and the petite body of the future wife is covered with a light white dress decorated with different colors. With the drawing board and paint tray behind her, it gives people a natural look. The illusion of accidentally staining the skirt with paint.

But no matter how cute this girl who "seems to have materialized the word ethereal" is, it can't offset the fact that Bai Mo doesn't know her at all.

"...Big brother's color, so pretty." The girl raised her head slightly, and the man's handsome figure was reflected in her purple-like clear eyes: "Can I be with big brother?"

Instead of answering Bai Mo's question, she said something strange.

"Together? You can't do it together... right?" Bai Mo knelt down halfway, and put his eyes on the same level as the girl: "Uncle will have business to do later, but if you can't find the little friend Family, uncle can take you to find mom!"

Generally speaking, large-scale entertainment venues like this are usually equipped with a lost and found area, or there are resident police officers on patrol.

Just contact them and the little girl's mother can be found in no time.

"I'm not lost, my home is very close, and I know the way." The girl carrying the drawing board replied obediently, and at the same time made another request: "Can I draw a picture for my big brother?"

"Draw a picture?" Bai Mo nodded after thinking for a moment, "Yes, now? Here?"

He was not careless enough to believe the girl's own words, but if her family really lost her in the square, they would definitely come back here to look for her afterwards.

Rather than rejecting the girl and letting her run around, why not agree to leave her here for the time being, waiting for her family to come and find her.

Mother Bai couldn't believe that someone lost such a cute girl who was jumping up and down in no hurry.

"Well, now, here." The girl nodded, and the white feathers on the black beret trembled slightly.

Next, she really set up the easel that was half the height of a person, took out the brushes and palettes and swayed them wantonly.

For the convenience of drawing, she bent her legs and sat on the ground.

Seeing this, Bai Mo flipped his wrist, took out a rug from the world bubble and placed it under the girl's body to prevent her white and slender naked calves and the hem of the dress from being stained with dust.

Then he took a few steps back and sat on a boulder by the lake.

The cirrus clouds all over the sky did not know when to accumulate together, only a few sunlight poured down through the gaps in the clouds, and the artificial lake surface blown by the wind sparkled, making the two people staring at each other between the sky light and the clear water like a baby. Wrapped in the middle, as if they are the only ones in the world.

'Crack! '

The photographer who was looking for inspiration almost instinctively raised his hand to take a picture of this scene, intending to use it as his entry in the photo contest three days later.

But immediately, she deleted it with pity in Bai Mo's warning eyes.

She felt that she was missing a world famous painting.

Soon, the girl whose face was painted as a little cat stood up again, and said softly that she had finished the painting.

Generally speaking, the time for painting portraits should be at least hours, but Bai Mo did not show any surprise.

In his eyes, this is a child randomly sketching a few strokes on the drawing paper, just like the blue sky, white clouds, yellow and yellow earth, plus a simple line person with a soulful painting style.

Naturally, it doesn't take much time to draw this kind of thing.

But in order to encourage the child, Bai Mo still smiled: "The painting is finished? Can I let my uncle take a look?"

He still doesn't want to put on a white face of "you owe me money" to the child.

"You can show it to big brother." The girl nodded vigorously, she took off the drawing on the drawing board and walked to Bai Mo, holding it up in both hands: "My name is Gracie, I want to give this to big brother .”

"I want to call you Uncle... Forget it, let me be Kangkang." Bai Mo, who gave up correcting his address, took the painting, and then his expression became a little strange.

He originally planned that no matter what Gracie painted, he would praise her and accept the portrait.

But Bai Mo didn't understand, it was clearly a portrait, why would there be a boundless cosmic starry sky sprinkled on it.

And compared to the bright starry sky that symbolizes hope and dreams in people's impressions, the starry sky described by the girl is dull, with thousands of stars distorted and suppressed in panic, as if there is some unspeakable horror peeping in the dark, ready to kill her anytime, anywhere. The whole universe was devoured.

This can't help but remind Bai Mo of the well-known "starry sky" by Vincent van Gogh that he had seen inadvertently in the past.

But, how can this not be regarded as a portrait?

"It's a portrait."

As if seeing Bai Mo's mood, the girl stood on tiptoe and repeated earnestly: "It's a portrait."

Gracie doesn't like words, and all her thoughts are under the brush;

Gracie doesn't know anything about the world, and her heart's desire is all in the color.

A picture scroll weaves into Gracie and her world.

The colors of the past are spread in the painted dream, until the end of the sea of ​​silver and quantum.

Chapter 270 · "Mandala Flower"

Bai Mo didn't have mind reading skills, so he couldn't know what little Gracie was thinking at this time.

Even if he has the ability to read minds, it is impossible for him to use such an ability on a little girl who is only as tall as his waist.

Besides, little girls may not really know anything, many people are born with extremely powerful inspiration, this inspiration will make them appear more independent than ordinary people, such as Da Vinci, Van Gogh, Beethoven, or HP Lovecraft.

But if you really try to dig into the source of their inspiration, it can only be a bamboo basket.

Mysterious and mysterious, nothing more than the case.

But compared to these, Bai Mo, who had collected the portrait, cared more about where Gracie's family was.

He didn't think he was a kind person, but he couldn't do it by letting such a delicate and cute little girl run around.

But soon, someone helped him solve the problem.

That person's name is Branca, who is not only the former assistant of Mebius who made an appointment with Bai Mo to meet here, but also the mother of little Gracie, a widow (deceased) who lost her husband.

The beautiful long hair that is indistinguishable from Grace's shawl hangs down to the slender willow waist. There is a gentle and charming smile on the picturesque face all the time. The close-fitting white short-sleeved dress combines the beauty's enchanting figure and slender body Beautiful legs are on display.

Under the dappled sunlight penetrating through the dense forest branches and leaves, those slender and beautiful calves still have a hazy and seductive luster, which makes the mouth dry and dazzled.

At this moment, Bai Mo was walking with this young woman whose appearance was [-]% similar to Grace's in the quaint wooded streets in the manor, together with the little Grace who was lying behind him and looking around, saying yes There are definitely people who believe that a family of three will go out for an outing.

After meeting Blanca, Bai Mo knew why Gracie ran around in the crowded square without anyone watching, because that was the front yard of her house.

That's right, including the orchard of the dead with the other shore fruit trees, everything in this neighborhood is the legacy of Gracie's deceased father, "Scar".

This is also one of the reasons why Mebius recommended Blanca to Bai Mo. As a guide, who would be more suitable than her as the hostess?

Gu Branca said that her late husband was once a staff member of the same flame moths as she was.

Unlike her as a researcher, Hen belongs to the adaptor team that guards Fengdu City.

All of the 72 super cities in the Mu continent have bases set up by Moth. These bases are not only responsible for the coordination of mechanized troops and logistics work, but also responsible for the operation and supervision of the dome system, firepower coverage system and ecological system, etc., said It is no exaggeration to say that it is the heart of the city.

The human heart is protected by the sternum, and the heart of a super city naturally needs people to guard it.

The battlefield against Honkai is not a child's play. Even the Flaming Moth branch, which claims to be full of safety factors, will be wiped out if you are not careful.

"Forgive me." Hearing this, Bai Mo was a little puzzled: "According to what you said, Ms. Blanca, everything including this past life orchard and the square are the property of Mr. Hen. Why did he rejoin the Flaming Moth when he was not as good as before?"

Bai Mo actually knew about this character, Hen, a veteran of Fire Moth, and also a die-hard supporter of Cecilia.

When he rebelled against the Supreme Council back then, Hen was unfortunately counterattacked by the captains of the Council. Even though he received medical treatment afterwards, his own strength was still not as good as before.

So he took the initiative to apply to retire from the position of the captain of the combat force, return to his hometown Fengdu, and become a combatant guarding the Fengdu base.

"Mr. Bai Mo just call me by my name."

Blanca stretched out her skinny and slender hand, and plucked a leaf from Gracie's hair lightly: "He does inherit the orchard passed down from generation to generation in the family, and it can also ensure that we have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of our lives. ...But he has always believed that instead of curling up in a safe place like a coward and watching others throw their heads and blood, it is better to contribute to the cause of mankind's victory over Honkai while he is still young."

Even though it was her husband who passed away two years ago, there was still no trace of haze in the beauty's crystal-clear eyes.

It can be seen from her slightly high-spirited tone that she is proud of her lover from the bottom of her heart.

"He is a respectable person." Bai Mo raised his forehead, and did not linger too much on this topic.

But he also reminded: "Even if the whole square is your property, I still suggest that next time you should not let a lovely child like Gracie walk around the square alone."

It is indispensable to be defensive, and human nature cannot stand the test.

Hearing Bai Mo's words, the little Gracie who was lying on his back tilted her head: "Gracio, is it cute?"

"Mmm, very cute." Bai Mo raised his head and kissed the girl's smooth and white chin affectionately.

"Big brother is also very good-looking!"

As if feeling that she was not strong enough to say this, Gracie searched around, then fixed her gaze on the beautiful mother with a smile on her face, nodded her head vigorously, and said firmly: "Better than my mother!"

It belongs to yes to make a big filial piety.

"It seems that the child likes you very much."

Blanca, who was used as a reference, was not angry. There was no way, the little guy was telling the truth: "But I'm sorry, judging from your words and deeds, you should also have a daughter?"

That's the instinct of a single mother.

"some!"

As soon as she heard someone mention her daughter, Bai's mother immediately became interested.

He opened his mouth and talked about all kinds of interesting things that happened when he raised Mei, even the dark history of the girl who was still wetting the bed when she was nine years old.

MEI who is far away in the headquarters of Flame Chasing Moth: Ah, ah, tsk!