Oracle of Terra

As time passed bit by bit, Telles felt a little tormented by the gazes that drifted from time to time.

To put it more vulgarly, it means that something is on fire.

Finally, when Xi's painting was finished, she put down the drawing board and stared straight at Telles' body covered by the sheet.

"Well, see for yourself."

As she said that, she threw the blueprint she had drawn to Telles, and after the shirtless person caught it casually, she planned to watch the painting of the great painter, but the appearance of the painting surprised him a bit.

"This is... the old me?"

It was the white-haired Sarkaz wearing the armor he used to have, but compared with Xi's rigid expression seen before, the Kazdel in the painting is smiling now. If he wants to say it himself, The trace of divine energy contained in it is indeed similar to him, but in general, it is a bit over-beautified?

"how?"

Xi's voice sounded a little hesitant, as if he was a little concerned about the evaluation that Itales said.

"No, the painting is so good that I can't give a good evaluation, but I feel that I should be a little lazy."

"Then sit down and pull the sheets up."

Telles looked at the slipped sheets and also saw the painter's lady with slightly flushed cheeks, feeling quite helpless.

"Since I'm shy, don't expose me so much."

So, time passed again, and at this moment, Xi handed a new painting to Telles.

It was Kazdel with a smile on his face, with a slightly lazy expression, and a little fatigue between his brows.

"how?"

"Be more handsome?"

Telles felt that he was a little picky, but Miss Painter didn't care too much, but asked Telles to throw the drawing paper aside, and then continued to pose.

And after such conversations went through several times, time flew by and entered the middle of the night.

A Kazdel with a landscape painting, which looks very different from Telles's pose, appeared on the canvas, which made Telles feel that this is a little strange?

"I said Xi, can you draw without seeing me as a model?"

"That's natural, are you looking down on me?"

"Then what's the point of me painting you shirtless?"

Xi glanced at Telles with her jade-like red eyes.

"Yuwen, I look happy."

"........."

Isn't it okay for you?

Telles, who was made stiff all over, moved his body with difficulty, and after thinking about it, he simply lay down on the bed. He always felt that this situation was a bit different from what he imagined.

"Tired?"

"Tired."

Telles replied weakly, generally speaking, he was still mentally tired. He originally thought that he would be angry with the artist because he was picking and choosing paintings like a fool, but he didn't expect that she not only didn't Angry, it looks cool, but it makes him tired like a dog.

Why do these sisters like to toss people?

"Lie down."

"what?"

Xi tapped Telles on the back with a pen, and said word by word: "Lie down."

"Oh."

Telles was not in a hurry to refuse, he thought about it, Nian is an acupressure master, maybe this girl Xi is also a massage master, why the old gods would do back massage and other moves, it always feels like It looks like a great sword.

Dark green, painted, somewhat rough palms caressing Telles's back, it feels like scraping.

"Hiss... I said Miss Xi, what are you doing?"

"Give you a massage."

"Then your method is too rough, isn't it?"

"I don't know how to massage."

Miss Painter followed Telles's back and pressed back and forth, recalling the human vein diagram she had seen before, but unfortunately, she remembered the diagram, but she couldn't remember what the veins were for.

"—Ouch! Stop, stop, stop...Are you trying to torture me?"

"I didn't ask you anything, just lie down honestly."

The pen tapped his shoulder, and the petite painter sitting on Telles' back twisted his neck back, making him continue to face the soft bed.

What kind of torture is this... Telles began to recall Master Nian's massage. Although he will be treated roughly later, he is still a regular massage master, but this one can be said to be a torture Now, and he can't resist, after all, it's a girl who is enthusiastic about massaging him, whoever told him that he is a sensible man, at most he just complained a few words.

However, after a period of pressing, Xi also seemed to have become a lot more proficient in his technique. Although it was said that Master Nian was as superb as Master Nian, it was just that Telles felt a lot more comfortable when he thought that it was a beautiful girl who was pressing his back. There is no such treatment at home, they are all drunk when they go home and lose the sofa, and their cute little bear cubs go to sleep, let him sleep on the sofa by himself until the next morning, or they may be directly moved back to the room by Master Nian to eat dry wipe clean.

"how?"

"can."

After the method was much gentler, Telles did feel the heart from the artist lady. Although this was a bit different from the 'remuneration' he imagined, it was good.

"It's that kind of relationship between you and Nian."

"Uh...."

Originally planning to fall asleep like this while enjoying himself, Telles became much more energetic after being asked this question.

"Let me tell you first, I was forced."

"Oh, with your current level of strength, it's normal to be coerced. She probably wants to use you to overcome her fear. She has been afraid of you for a long time, so it's rare for her to have the opportunity to bully you. Choose to bully you with a posture that can make her feel in a superior position, so you have no choice but to do so?"

"Almost, but generally speaking, I don't hate her either."

Xi stopped what she was doing, and Telles turned her head suspiciously, only to see that Miss Painter's face became gloomy.

"Miss Qinglong?"

I saw Xi silently brushing across the tip of the pen, a trace of anger flickering in her ruby-like eyes.

"Hello? Hello? Zaima?"

"I hate years."

"It can be seen that you hate her quite a lot, but it shouldn't be the feeling of hating her so deeply that you are just too familiar with her and don't like her very much, right? It belongs to the family's dislike."

After being told by Telles, Xi's expression softened slightly, and then she nodded.

"I hate her taste, her obscene interests, I don't like any of the things she likes, but...but there is one thing, I can't hate it."

"what?"

Telles looked at the slightly crystal eyes, and that weak appearance always made people want to have a desire to protect.

"You, I like you, can't I?"

"That may just be a twisted emotion that evolved from the worship of power."

"is it not OK?"

The painter's small fist was beating someone's chest, and Telles was just silent about it.

He is a person who likes to have an emotional foundation. It is true that he does not hate beautiful girls throwing arms, but he prefers to chase after him. He likes a weak and pitiful girl like Xi, but there is always a feeling that he doesn't want to get close, just talk , and not to the sense of profanity.

"Yes, why not? I'm a terrible man, and I won't have any rejection attitude towards girls who throw myself in my arms, because I hate hurting them."

"Sweet words, I hate men like you."

She gritted her teeth and wanted to push Telles away, but when her hands were on the thick chest, she couldn't bear to push away.

It was an admiration that lasted for thousands of years, a strange emotion that evolved from longing. After it blossomed, it never borne fruit, but she could bear a fruit in front of her, but she hated it. The feeling of being preempted, especially Or by some annoying sister.

Tears flowed into the ink and fainted on the bed. Telles hugged his petite body in his arms, listening to the yearning of the woman who had admired him for thousands of years, listening to the fragments of a god, the flower formed in the flower fruit.

"Do you like a bad, dark woman like me?"

"Why not, a lovely woman like you."

These are words from the heart, after all, he is a vulgar, frivolous man who never refuses anyone, but even so, his heart is not as rigid as a stone.

"Then, hug me."

"Well, tonight you belong to me."

Until dawn, the ink blots were confused.

201. Deep low temperature

"Old Chen, how are you doing?"

Xingxiong held her large shield Prajna and walked to the side of Chen Huijie, the senior superintendent of Longmen. He was full of enthusiasm, and although he was still a little unaccustomed to many things about his uncle, the relationship between the two of them was indeed a lot easier because Tallulah was safe and sound.

The relationship between the original group of four has also changed a lot.

"The circulation pipeline has not detected any high-speed moving metal objects, so the sick cat's guess is really all right?"

"It's Telles's speculation, and Missy also verified it. If the big monster can move at high speed with the help of pipes, then the pipes that were crushed near the crime scene in the upper city are also suitable. Rather, it might not be the case that it crushed pipes." To wreak havoc, get out of the pipeline."

"I still think what you're talking about is ridiculous. I've also watched the movie "The Guest from Extraterrestrial Space".

——Dididi!

"Sir Chen! Here we come!"

The subordinates standing beside Chen Huijie looked at the bright and red instrument.

"Hoshiguma, get ready."

"no problem."

After setting up the posture, Chen Huijie also pulled down the goggles used to detect metal objects, and turned on the imaging mode. A high-speed metal object flew along the thick and thin water supply pipes at the mouth of the bowl. The red mans skyrocketed!

"[Chi Xiao·Draw the Knife]!"

Cutting quickly, the chaotic red slashes cut the water supply pipe and the house into pieces. At first, Hoshiguma wanted to say something, but immediately, a strong premonition made her raise the shield reflexively.

- Boom!

A heavy force hit Hannya, and she took two steps back with some difficulty. Amid the bursting water mist and spray from the pipe, a thick black steel wire was thrown out like this, and Xingxiong The prajna collided, and sparks flew.

"This is?!"

The surrounding police officers were startled by the metal that looked like a living thing, but Chen Huijie was not too surprised, but calmly cut in from the side.

"[Akasaka Vibrating Qi]!"

The red light erupted again, and the steel creature also flexibly avoided this attack. After dragging traces on the ground, it finally pierced its slender claws into the ground, and slowly transformed into a body as tall as several people. Quadruped monster.

"Obedient…."

Hoshiguma looked at the scratches on the Prajna and swallowed. Although she had experienced many battles, the monster in front of her was indeed unheard of. The transformation looked like some kind of memory metal vehicle in a new sci-fi movie recently. ?

"Old Chen, this thing is not easy to deal with."

"I can tell."

Chen Huijie looked at Chi Xiao in her hand, this black but red-glowing sword blade was like a commanding arm under the training of this period of time, and the understanding of her state of mind made her fit well with this dragon-slaying sword It's also getting better.

But at this moment, the whisper of the Dragon Slaying Sword was ear-piercing, as if facing a formidable enemy.

——Kala Kala

Steel claws slashed across the ground. The silent monster seemed to be expressing its protest in this way. The mottled body was mixed with many metal materials. Chen Huijie adjusted his breathing and concentrated on confirming that the monster would take the next step. action.

However, at this moment, the searchlights were turned on one after another, which surprised the monster, and then Shi Huaiya, who stood tall, showed a confident and fearless smile.

"attack!"

——Boom!boom!

The Warlocks of the Guardian Bureau standing on a high place fired a large number of spells and bombarded the ground, and Hoshiguma also stood in front of Chen with a helpless face holding Prajna.

"That sick cat..."

Although he knew that she was lying in wait for the fish to be caught in an ambush in other places, he never expected that she would lead a team of warlocks at a high place.