After traveling back, Sang Apple did not return to the original time and space for the first time, but stopped in different spaces like walking to see flowers.

Although every time, it is only for a short time.

But she all appeared in the place where Qiao Ziqian was.

Ten years, one hundred years, two hundred years.

She saw Qiao Ziqian constantly tossing and turning, never staying in one place.

"Excuse me, what do you want to draw?"

There was a person sitting in front of Qiao Ziqian, and that person was a foreign painter.

Qiao Ziqian doesn't know how long it has been, and now he is already abroad.

It was still an era when there was no electricity, he looked at the canvas in front of him and said softly: "I want to paint a person......"

"Please, Ancestor!" 158, the space-time vortex is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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