Yuanshin: My Light Novel Looks Cry Keqing

The corners of Lei Movie's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that she is the kind of person who looks like General Lei Dian?

With a smile on his face, Lei Dian took Ying first and left the castle tower, thinking silently in his heart that he should go and come back quickly, this wave will definitely make you come and go.

In the moment of stepping out of the castle tower, the realm of consciousness has quietly unfolded, secretly changing Ying's perception of the flow of time.

Very good, the first step has been completed, the next step is to watch the movie.

Lei Dianzhen nodded slightly. She still believed in her sister's beauty. To impress Han Chen, an old straight man, he couldn't just say that he had arms, but only that he had breasts.

Han Chen and Lei Movie stared at each other like this, chatting one after another, until two hours passed, Lei Dianzhen and Ying still showed no sign of returning.

"How about, let's go out and look for them, and I can also introduce you to the Rongcai Festival."

Lei Yingying coughed lightly, vaguely understood what his elder sister was thinking, and felt a little shy and resentful in his heart, why can't she be allowed to come by herself!This assist is too strange!

He really abducted his wife directly, hey!

The corners of Han Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and he finally understood the scheming Lei Dianzhen, this god is really outrageous, and it's outrageous to use authority in order to create an environment of solitude.

"Then go out and have a look."

Han Chen sighed. Anyway, Lei Dianzhen wouldn't bring Yingbao out anytime soon, so he just stepped on the spot in advance.

The corners of Lei Movie's mouth curled up slightly, feeling a little happy in his heart. After all, it had been a long time since the last time he went shopping with Han Chen.

"Let's go to Hanamizaka."

Lei Yingying said softly that although the venue of the Rongcai Festival was on an outlying island, she still wanted to go to Hanamizaka with Han Chen again, which would remind her of their first encounter 500 years ago.

Han Chen nodded slightly, but what appeared in his mind was Ying's confession and the cherry blossoms that filled the sky that day, and he had no idea of ​​getting Ying at all.

Until the two people walked to the wooden bridge of Hanamizaka, they still didn't reach the same channel, and they were thinking of their own way.

The cherry blossoms are still falling from the sky, it should be the same, but it is indeed different.

Lei Movie raised his head and said softly, "Han Chen, are you really going to that island?"

She suddenly brought up this matter again, and Han Chen was a little puzzled, thinking that Ying would talk about something more relaxed.

Lei Yingying smiled slightly at him, his eyebrows slightly bent, "Truth told me that the gods with [authority] on Sky Island cannot approach, what I mean is... I will accompany you until the end of the sky .”

Shadow is a special existence, and her authority is her own martial arts that have been tempered thousands of times, as well as her epiphany of dreams, not the divine authority of [Kingdom].

That's why Leiden really said that Ying is special. She has the power of a god, but she is not a god.

Even Zhen has the authority called [Consciousness], so naturally he can't get close to that island.

Han Chen looked at Lei Yingying, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes. It wasn't that he couldn't feel Ying's thoughts, but the 500 years of time had worn out too much after all, not only the former friends, but also those dreamy memories.

Just as he was about to say something, he was choked by Ying Bao who suddenly appeared behind him with a righteous kick.

"what!"

"You two, actually used such despicable means!!!"

Angrily pointing at Lei Yingying and the innocent expression on the side, Zhen shouted: "You actually put my old lady in the consciousness space and played Lianliankan for five hours, are you still human!"

She has some grievances, but if it wasn't for such a boring game like Lianliankan, she might have discovered it later.

The corners of Han Chen's mouth twitched slightly, indicating that this had nothing to do with him.

A slight disappointment flashed in Lei Movie's eyes, but it was well covered up, "It's okay, you can answer me anytime."

"?"

Ying slowly put out a question mark, what is the situation, what did she miss?

Chapter 299 Is That Why You Learned Sketching?

"Aurora."

"I never hated you."

"This shouldn't be your sin."

The extremely cold frost climbed up from the man's side face, and fine ice flowers bloomed on his body.

Obviously, he could blast the girl in front of him into ice shards just by raising his hand, but he chose to gently caress the girl's cheek with his frost-covered right hand.

The silver-haired girl pursed her lips tightly, tears fell and condensed into ice crystals, which quietly collapsed on the ground.

She pushed the dagger into the man's heart, and took out the chess piece shrouded in darkness.

"sorry."

She murmured, her tears couldn't stop falling, but they were frozen by the increasingly cold frost, and the endless blizzard roared crazily in the hall, like someone's heart.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry..."

The girl raised the heart of God and gently placed it on her chest. All the tears disappeared in the next moment, and the extreme cold fell.

"Aurora, don't!"

A figure stumbled into the hall, screaming and wanting to save something.

"I can't go back."

"Han Chen."

The silver-haired girl slowly floated into the air, her eyes had lost the last warmth, and the entire hall began to be covered and frozen by extremely cold frost.

In the blizzard, the silver-haired girl was no longer seen.

There is only the Queen of Ice who looks down on the world.

......

"Queen?"

The old man raised his eyes slightly, and a faint doubt flashed in his eyes.

"I am fine."

Aurora's expression didn't fluctuate at all, and no one could peek into the heart of the Ice Queen, "Piero, time is running out."

She raised the Thor God's Heart in her hand, and a cold look flashed in her cold eyes.

"Aleccino and Capitano are already in Nata, but the fire has been missing for a long time," Piero's eyes flashed a moment of thought, the queen's footsteps were too fast, as if something was moving behind her. Chasing, as long as you take a slow step, you will fall into a catastrophe.

"Dottore and Columbia are on their way to Sumeru, but the situation there is more complicated."

Piero simply explained the movements of the fools executives.

Aurora nodded slightly, then raised her head immediately, and there was a figure standing in the endless blizzard in front of her eyes, she exhaled a little irritably, "Piero, I'm going back first."

What a tough guy.

Her figure disappeared in the blizzard, and at the same time, a middle-aged man with an epee appeared in the blizzard.

"Harlequin, long time no see."

The man took off the exaggerated big sword with one hand, and walked through the wind and snow calmly.

"Falga."

Piero spit out the name of the man in front of him, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes. After all, anyone who sees this guy every time he goes home will feel irritable, not to mention that it is extremely difficult to resist the severe cold.

Falga's body was surrounded by a faint emerald green wind ring, which smashed the approaching wind and snow into pieces.

This is the eighth battle between them. The last time it was outside Lorraine in Fontaine, this time it was in the snowy field in the solstice of winter.

Piero seldom saw such a persistent person, in a sense, they were even more persistent than the Kanrians, "Have you seen this extreme cold, they will bury you here."

Falga raised his eyebrows, snorted lightly and said, "Then let's see if your extreme cold can withstand my gust of wind."

Wind is supposed to be shapeless.

But in the hands of Falga, a shape appeared.

I don't know when the towering hurricane had descended on the snow field, Falga raised his head slightly, and as he advanced, the hurricane also began to advance, crushing all the ice and snow along the way.

He is the eye of the wind.

He is Falga, head of the Zephyr Knights.

......

"do not move!"

Ying single-handedly pointed at Abedo, who had just disembarked, a trace of solemnity flashed between her brows, "Now is the most critical moment, which will determine the demise and rebirth of the world!"

"?"

A question mark popped up above Abedo's head. He sighed slightly and looked at Han Chen beside Ying and asked, "What are you doing?"

The corners of Han Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and he really wanted to say that he didn't know this golden-haired idiot, but it was his wife after all, so if it was stupid, it was as stupid as it could be, at least it was cute.

"According to what she said, she was sketching from life, the kind you taught."

Han Chen coughed lightly and said, showing a pitiful expression. Ever since he taught Ying to write light novels, he understood a truth, don't teach Ying's strange hobbies if you have nothing to do.

Paimeng nodded vigorously, expressing that the self-portrait that Ying had drawn for her in the snow mountain before (crossed out) was still placed in the dust pot, every time she saw that q, Paimeng would suffocate.

Abedo walked to the back of the screen with no expression on his face, and then saw a q version of Abedo standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain with a fake flower on his back, and he also showed a dragon king-like smile.

"..."

Abedo fell silent, then raised his head and said, "Let's discuss the specific matters of the Rongcai Festival."

Although Ying is the tour guide, Abedo and Han Chen are also quite familiar. After all, they are teacher Ling Xiao's queen illustrator, and Han Chen has always been very generous to Mo La, so the two have often been in touch before.

"Aren't there any new light novels recently?"

Abedo asked calmly. To be honest, only in Han Chen's light novels can he draw beautiful girls (bushi) unscrupulously, and occasionally he can draw a few swimsuit illustrations. The level is so high that it is even more chilling than real people.

Han Chen's evaluation is that this is the gold content of two-dimensional!

"I'm writing, I'm writing," Han Chen laughed a few times. The writing in his mouth probably means that the pen and paper have been prepared. In the words of the game industry, the folder has been built.

By the way, this folder was created half a year ago.

Abedo glanced at Han Chen, saying that he was familiar with this kind of speech. We are all art creators, and the methods of drafting cannot be said to be roughly similar, but exactly the same.

"Don't you come to the snow mountain to escape the heat in summer?"

Abedo raised his eyebrows, and warmly invited Han Chen to travel to the snow mountain.

The corners of Han Chen's mouth twitched slightly. Let's just say, who would want to see beautiful girls wrapped in down jackets in the summer? How can this compare to Summer Island.

"I think it's better to go to snow mountains in winter."

Han Chen coughed a few times, expressing that he still had to firmly reject Abedo for the benefit of the swimsuit.

Abedo shrugged, and took out a piece of draft paper from the inside of his pocket. The two of them walked to the center of the outlying island together. There was a blank drawing board surrounded by a huge vermilion maple tree. This is why Abedo was invited. up.

"I'm going to start painting."

Abedo nodded slightly, and began to study the painting methods of the figures on the portrait.

And Ying bouncing to Han Chen's side with her favorite painting in her arms, and said proudly, "With my girl's potential, I can draw a book within a year."

Han Chen: "?"

Is this why you learn sketching?

Chapter 300 Nata Honor Wanted

"It is said that in ancient Daozu, five poets who could sing and prose were active, and the world called them [Five Songs Immortals]."

Kamisato Ayaka raised her fan gracefully and showed a bright smile. At least it has been a while since she has seen such a happy egret princess Thomas.

"Every year, one of the Five Song Immortals will send one of them to present the collection of poems made by the five to the general for appreciation. This matter has been passed down as an elegant talk for a while, and because of this, Daozu's culture was extremely prosperous at that time."

"Later, people used them as prototypes to create many stories of Wugexian with different styles, and also developed the Rongcai Festival today."

"I see."

Ying nodded, but actually didn't listen at all, "Then can I also compose poems and dedicate them to the general?"

She blinked her eyes, thinking whether she should secretly humiliate Ying with acrostics.

Kamisato Linghua's elegant expression choked slightly, and Ying's rice wife, the Dragon King, automatically filled her mind, and said earnestly: "Ying, I understand your pursuit of artistic creation, but if you make the general anxious, she It will really hit you."

"Slash with Wuxiang."