They came to a quiet corner, Du Yuhan took out the modeling bracelet from the space ring, and skillfully opened it, and the small LCD screen emitted a light blue light. He did as usual, drawing a grid with his hands, and it was quickly transformed into a square hexahedron.

The two of them looked at the porcelain white cube, and the doubts in their hearts deepened.

"Han, what's going on?"

"I don't know." Du Yuhan shook his head, he just followed the instructions of the clerk to arouse the fighting spirit, but he didn't expect the bracelet to have no reaction. I can change it to my own bracelet, but there is no problem at all.

Kevin rested his chin in his right hand and carefully recalled the steps he had just taken. Suddenly, he noticed an important point, "Did you just activate the Dou Qi?" ”

Du Yuhan was stunned.

All along, his modeling only needs to be turned on to complete the operation, and all he has to do is adjust the point, line and surface. However, the modeler here uses the fighting spirit to urge the bracelet and convert it into the energy of the model. The two approaches are fundamentally at odds with each other, and as such, he has never tried to model it with his own vindictiveness.

But why is the model he made the same as everyone else's?

After pondering for a moment, Kevin was not sure about his assumptions: "Could it be your bracelet that can automatically turn your fighting energy into model energy?" ”

Ordinary bracelets rely on the user to actively urge the dou qi to activate, but Du Yuhan's bracelet can automatically extract the required dou qi from the body according to the number jù generated by the model and convert it into energy.

Is that really the case?

Du Yuhan was confused, but there was no more suitable reason for this.

Dare to toss like this for more than half a year, and all the models you build rely on this bracelet to automatically extract your own fighting spirit? Could it be that he doesn't have any talent at all, and he can't comprehend the "rules"? Isn't there a way for him to become an advanced modeler? Is it impossible to participate in the model master competition?

He was a little frustrated.

I thought that I was also a model master in the previous world, but I didn't expect that after crossing over, the technology that I was most proud of was told that it didn't belong to me at all, and this gap made him very disappointed.

Feeling that the depressed love was spreading on Du Yuhan's body, Kevin leaned over and gently took the other party's hand, "Han, what are you thinking?" ”

"No, it's just ...... It's just a little disappointing. Not wanting to hide Kevin, Du Yuhan squeezed out a dry smile.

"Fool, the wool comes out of the sheep."

"What do you mean?" Du Yuhan didn't understand a little.

Kevin rubbed the bracelet's left wrist, "Even if you model differently than everyone else, it's also transformed by your vindictiveness." If you really don't have the talent for modeling, your fighting spirit should not be able to be transformed into a white model at all, so how can the bracelet be turned into the energy of the model? ”

Du Yuhan was stunned for a moment, his expression began to relax, and he showed a hearty smile.

What Kevin said makes a lot of sense, if he really doesn't have talent, even if the bracelet can extract fighting energy, it can't be transformed into a white mold. Since he can't model it in the traditional way, he can just go his own way. This is his biggest hobby, how can he give it up easily?

It's he who got the horns of the bull.

"You're right, it's a big deal to just use this bracelet in the future, and it's not a big deal." Du Yuhan wiped his face vigorously, took a deep breath and cheered up. I have survived so many difficulties before, but now this little accident can't bother me at all.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if he can't become a high-level model artist in the future, it's good to be a high-level warrior! At most, it's a little harder, just take more commissions, although the money doesn't come so quickly.

Well, it must be fine!

Seeing Du Yuhan regain his vitality, Kevin smiled.

His Han warms people's hearts like the sun, even if the road ahead is blocked by dark clouds, and occasionally there is confusion and confusion, but he will quickly adjust and continue to work forward.

Maybe it was the optimism and hope in the other party that attracted all his attention, and he fell in love with the other party so inextricably, just like a moth's yearning for light.

But Han is so good, he must be very popular with others. Just like Bruno not long ago, he also likes to chat with Han when he has nothing to do. At that time, Han seemed to be very envious of the other party's life...... Also, his personality is so dull, he won't make him happy, and he always likes to read some strange books, except that he is more knowledgeable and can be a translator, there is no interest at all. It's normal for Han to get bored, right?

I really wish Han could be completely his own, and then hide him in a place that only he knows, and no one can covet him.

Your own ......

"Kevin? What do you think? Finding that the other party was in a daze and did not react to his words, Du Yuhan waved his hand in front of Kevin's eyes to recall the other party's sanity.

"Huh? Ah, I'm distracted. Kevin smiled apologetically, "What did you just say?" ”

"Oh, I said we've been out for so long, why don't we go up for a meal?" After thinking about it, he added, "Call Heywood too." ”

The first half of the sentence also made Kevin's eyes smile, and when he heard the second half of the sentence, he directly lowered his face, "He's not a three-year-old child, why worry about him?" ”

Hearing this, Du Yuhan couldn't help laughing, "I'm not worried, but at least let him know where we are." As for whether he wants to go with him or not, let him be. ”

Of course, he knew what Kevin was dissatisfied with, and couples still needed space alone to cultivate their relationship. It wasn't a problem that they always had a light bulb behind them now, though it seemed to him that Heywood didn't want to follow them.

Even though he knew that what the other party said was very reasonable, Kevin was still very unhappy, and in the end, Du Yuhan, who really had no choice, only sacrificed a little hue to appease his lover's irritable heart.

However, when I came to the model shop where several people were separated, I didn't see the person I was looking for.

If it was according to the past, the bear child paper had been waiting in place for a long time, complaining like thunder that they were going to fool around again, why is there no one now?

"Strange, where have you been?"

"Who knows? I wonder where the beast has gone to find something to eat. Kevin snorted casually.

Looking for something to eat? Du Yuhan tried to think about it, a while ago, Heywood seemed to be obsessed with the snacks on the back street of Xicheng District, will he go there?

Then, he dragged Kevin, who was unwilling to do so, across the alley and into the back street.

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Warm blood slowly oozed from the wound in the corner of his forehead, sliding down the stiff cheekbones, blood mixed with sweat flowed into the corners of his eyes, and his pupils were so stinging that he couldn't open his eyes. Heywood wiped his nose with his big hand, and the back of his hand was immediately dyed red, and he licked the corner of his mouth with his left eye half-open, and a salty smell stimulated his taste buds.

He was covered with wounds of all sizes, his light green leather armor coat was stained with maroon blood, and his legs were half-bent to barely support his upper body and half-squatted on the ground, looking very wolf-like.

Although Gang avoided the tragedy of being cut off by the waist, his right hand was inevitably hit by a big axe, and the waist was also hit by the thin man's ice pick, although they all avoided the vital point, and the poison and medicine on the thief's dagger began to attack as the blood circulation began. The massive amount of blood loss made his steps a little vain, but his falcon-like eyes were still staring at the figure in front of him, and his face was full of unwillingness and indignation.

Grass! I didn't expect those perverts to really have two hits.

Originally, he planned to take someone to find a chance to escape, but this is also in the royal city, and the other party does not dare to make trouble here. didn't expect him to be suppressed to death, except for being able to resist stubbornly at the beginning, he basically had no power to fight back in the back, and he didn't even have a chance to escape.

The few people on the opposite side looked at Heywood arrogantly, with a bit of banter in their eyes.

The big man spat out, "Phew! What kind of fat man is slapping his swollen face, he thinks he really has some ability, who knows if it's a vase. ”

"Alas, I thought I could play for a little longer, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." Hearing this, the young man threw the dagger in his hand and leaned his back against the wall to nonu nonu.

"I think that if I want to give this little red flower to this child, it can last so long under our hands, and that's it." With that, the thin man laughed a few times, and the cold water elemental swirled and hovered in his dry fingertips.

"Hahaha......"

Faced with the merciless ridicule of his enemies, Heywood's haughty pride was shattered. His hands trembled, his chest rose and fell hard, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He was so angry that his eyes were red, his brain was hot, and he tried his best to open his bow and draw arrows, and shot towards the other party.

For this non-threatening attack, those people didn't even stimulate their fighting spirit, but just turned sideways slightly and easily dodged it.

"Oh, I didn't expect to have the strength to resist." The young man walked up to Heywood, watching him be cornered by him, and not forgetting to reach out to protect the person behind him. It's like a bullied young beast, obviously trembling, but he wants to pretend to be very brave, and a tyrannical sense of excitement arises spontaneously.

"Get out!" Heywood's voice growled, hoarsely.

Seeing that Heywood was powerless to resist, he hooked the corners of his mouth, smashed a right hook into the opponent's face, and then raised his foot and kicked on the knee to make the opponent fall to the ground suddenly. Then, he fired his bow left and right mercilessly, and his fists rained down on him.

Knocked a little distracted by the punch, Heywood fell to his knees, but vaguely remembered that there was someone behind him who needed protection. He struggled to hold the man in his arms, withstood all the attacks, and survived without saying a word.

And the person who had been protected by him all the time only felt that he had fallen into a warm embrace, and his nose was filled with a strong smell of blood. Vaguely feeling that the attack on his body was blocked, he struggled to half-open his eyes, but the fierce * medicine made his mind dizzy, and his vision was blurred. He shook his head with great effort, but to little avail.

Soon the effects of the medicine came back again, and a handsome face dripping with blood was deeply engraved on his retina a moment before he fell unconscious.

Who is it?

Who's this?

"Hey, if you continue to fight like this, everyone will be killed." Seeing that Heywood had been beaten a little unconscious, the thin man said coldly, "If the patrol finds out, it will be troublesome." ”

"Don't worry, I'm in control." Although he hit very hard, he didn't hit a fatal place, and it would only make people feel painful for a while. The young man stopped, reaching for the collar of the other.

Heywood's eyes flashed, and when he saw the moment the other party made a move, he pulled out his close-fitting dagger and stabbed it forward, drawing a blood-red cut on the back of the opponent's hand.

The man ducked back nimbly, and with his foot he lifted his foot, kicked the weapon in his hand away, and stomped heavily on Heywood's soft abdomen.

"Hmm!" Retched from the beating, Heywood grabbed the other man's ankles with both hands and curled up spasmodically.

Looking at the scar on the back of his hand, the man was not angry, he squatted down and grabbed Heywood's neckline, clamped the other party's weak fist, and pinched his chin hard to study it carefully.

Heywood gritted her teeth, no matter how great the pain was, and the fine beads of sweat mixed with mottled blood passed silently over the stiff eyebrows and the corners of her resolute lips. The corners of Qing Shi's eyes widened, and the humiliation and anger in his eyes pleased his raging perverted interest.

Tsk, this face is quite appetizing. He stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the blood on Heywood's face, the salty taste made his lower stomach tighten, and his eyes became a little more lustful.

Unexpectedly, the young man actually had a * for Heywood, and the big man sighed twice, "Your taste is really getting worse and worse, and you can actually eat this kind of goods." ”

"Cut, what do you know? This kind of chili pepper is the only one that tastes good. The young man's eyes were half-squinted, his eyes licking the bare malt skin of the other's tattered clothes.

"I've heard that a lot of people like him recently, and he can sell it for a good price after playing." The lean man looked Heywood's long figure up and down, as if evaluating a commodity.

Heywood gasped, how could he have been insulted like this since he was a child? He struggled a few times in a rage and couldn't dodge, so he spat at the other party. "Scum!"

"Hehe, the more you struggle, the more excited I get, baby." Slowly wiping the saliva off his face, the young man licked the corners of his mouth, feeling the pain in his lower body, and he couldn't wait to make this little mouth vomit nothing but broken moans.

With a move in his heart, he leaned over to taste the taste of the thin lips.

Heywood was imprisoned tightly, and could only watch the disgusting lips get closer and closer, his teeth creaking, unwillingness, helplessness, and anger made his throat feel a fishy sweetness, and finally he could only look at the other party's bigger and bigger face with angry eyes.

Grass!