Ronan came out of Moya's room, his brow furrowed. He was originally warning Mo Ya, but he didn't think of making himself full of thoughts.

He understood what Mo Ya meant, this sister saw Raven's talent in music and wanted to bring the little girl into the industry.

I have to say that Mo Ya is super discerning.

The essence of music is organized music, but all sounds can be attributed to the vibration of objects. And Raven's mixture of form and spirit, inside and out, is the highest form of vibration that Ronan can recognize at the moment.

This kind of realm of mastering complexity with simplicity is indeed a talent that no one can achieve when used in music.

Well, the technical side of that can be discussed later. Ronan is also thinking that instead of letting Raven work hard to catch up with the progress of her peers and forcibly integrate into normal society, it is better to give full play to her strengths and put on a layer of camouflage in the world of normal people.

If Raven is still young, she can wait a little longer, and it is up to her to decide. But think about it a little more, with Raven's temperament, even if she has thoughts in her heart, she may not be able to say it clearly, and it is not wrong to take precautions.

Ronan thought too much, and his mind was a little confused.

Legally, Mo Haihang and Luo Shuqing are Ruiwen's guardians; But in reality, Ronan is the one who really needs to take responsibility. Any one of his decisions may affect Raven's life.

This is real pressure, and there is no outlet for catharsis, maybe only by watching Raven form an "ideal look" little by little, can there be a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

Ronan went to his room, just took two steps, subconsciously turned his head, and saw that the small room at the west end of the second floor was closed, he hesitated, but walked over.

After hesitating in front of the door for half a second, he finally decided not to be hypocritical, omitted the process of knocking on the door, and pushed the door in.

This is Raven's room, the room is not big, but it is carefully furnished, mainly warm and simple beige, probably to neutralize Raven's cold colors, which are also the handiwork of aunt and Mo Ya.

Now that there was no one in the house, Ronan was not surprised and continued to walk inside. The biggest reason for choosing this room for Raven is that there is a small open balcony on the west side of the second floor, and Raven is on the small balcony at this time.

When Ronan enters the balcony, the first thing he sees is not Raven, but the giant bald-nosed crow of Ink. It hooked its claws around the edge of the balcony fence and stretched its wings with a loud sound.

This guy hasn't taken medicine for a long time, but under the nourishment of the closed system of the large production line, the body is getting bigger and bigger, the claws and wings are powerful, and the feathers are shiny.

Well, this small balcony, which is only about four or five square meters, is the new home of Ink, and it is most convenient for Raven to hook up with it.

Beyond the half-stretched wings of ink, a crescent moon hung in the western sky, casting a faint light and dotting the dark field.

Looking further down, it's Raven.

The girl sat on the ground with her legs half-bent under the wings of ink, leaning against the balcony fence. Like Moya, dressed in single clothes, with her calves and bare feet exposed, the cold of the winter night had no effect on her.

Raven was holding the practice piano with her eyes closed, plucking the strings with her hands, and the soft and crisp monophonic melody, like a breeze in the night, brushed Ronan's cheeks and made his skin tremble slightly. But if you feel it carefully, it is like a rippling river, which is crystal clear, but it is empty and blank.

Ronan could perceive the regular deformation of the metal string vibrations as they penetrated the texture of the plate, but he could not feel the part that belonged to the human belongings under the transparent and clear tone.

He was already used to this kind of Raven, but now Mo Ya's words were in his heart, and he couldn't help but have some different tastes.

The balcony was small enough to accommodate Raven alone. Ronan stopped coming forward, stopping at the junction of the room and the balcony, half-kneeling in front of Raven.

It should have felt that Ronan was approaching, and Raven opened her eyes, and her deep pupils could not see the bottom, nor could she see the emotions that ordinary people should have, just like the sound of the piano flowing under her fingers.

Looking at the pair of eyes, Ronan was in a trance again. At this time, Raven is like the silent night outside the balcony, perfect as a painting, but completely integrated into the background, without a vivid focus.

Her thoughts, hobbies, tendencies, ideals, and even selfish desires are all buried under these dark pupils, or there is nothing at all underneath.

What can be combined with three or four years of memory? Even if you haven't forgotten it at all?

Jack, Underground Fighting Arena, Lab, Death ......

Ronan didn't want to think about it anymore - things were far from being as simple as he had made his initial decision.

Perhaps, Raven's way of surviving in society has never been a problem, but how to let her live a high-quality life - as all parents hope, let the child live freely, happily and with dignity, this is the key to the problem.

However, can Raven in front of him really do it? If not, how do you adjust next?

Ronan was really a little confused.

He was in a daze, and Raven looked at him like this, although her fingers were still plucking the strings, it was only a subconscious act. At this time, Raven is like a robot doll waiting for a command to be entered.

"The ......"

Ronan said half of the words, and his heart was even more depressed, and the words that were not very formed in the first place were completely blocked. When he was stunned, the void shook, and the subtle signs were like thunder sounds from far away from the sea and sky, which were difficult for ordinary people to hear, but they transmitted the information of the restless abyss.

It's someone's call, telling Ronan that it's time to come and fulfill the contract.

The plucking of the strings stopped.

Of course, Raven could also feel the vibrations in the void, and the habit of the past few days made her put down her guitar and prepare for the next move.

Ink feels the change in the atmosphere, spreads its wings and flies, the background of the night turns from static, and Raven also changes from a doll to a warrior on standby - no longer empty, but is this what a girl should be?

Then again, what should a normal girl look like, oh no, what should her peers be in a normal state?

It seems that Ronan doesn't have a charter of his own.

Ronan really couldn't think of the follow-up, and got up a little embarrassed: "Well, let's finish tonight's practice first." ”

Raven nodded slightly, her body blurred, and melted into the depths of the night right in front of Ronan's eyes.

Ronan froze for a few more seconds before picking up the guitar that Raven had left on the balcony, carrying it back into the room, leaning against the wall and putting it down. When he put it aside, he didn't grasp the angle, the body hit the wall, and the guitar made a buzzing vibrato, which seemed to be his mood right now.

Half a minute later, Ronan lay on the bed in his room, closed his eyes, and the bad mood slowly settled, replaced by instinctive clarity and calmness.

Ronan's mind broke through the cage and penetrated the cloudy public psyche into the Abyssal Zone, an equally chaotic and more violent realm.

At this moment, the power structure from the Ghost Eye is like a shining lighthouse under a storm, marking the location and depth of the transcendent species, and also issuing a provocation to Ronan:

"Come on, come on, let's fight for another three hundred rounds!"

After the end of the class on the 14th, "Ghost Eye" Che Yi gave full play to his faceless and skinless specialty, claiming that he had failed in the gambling fight, and was willing to stay in Xia Cheng and act as a sparring partner for Ronan. In fact, it is necessary to squeeze out the elements that can be used by Ronan from the "cage theory" expounded and practiced by Ronan, and refer to the foundation of improving himself in order to seek new breakthroughs - this is the judgment of His Majesty the Martial Emperor, and there are always seven or eight true.

A transcendent species can give up his face, and there are really few people in the world who can help him.

Ghosteye stayed in Summer City as he wished...... In the open sea, he and Ronan "practiced" in the Yuan District every night. No matter what his intentions are, Ronan needs such a sparring partner, more than anyone thinks!

In the face of the provocation of the Ghost Eye, Ronan did not step forward to respond to the battle as soon as possible, but calibrated his position and locked on to the depths of this chaotic storm zone, another drifting target, and injected mental power.

In an instant, a strong barrier was erected, and the impact of the storm was greatly reduced.

Ronan entered the fortress built by the Bloody Ring Configuration, which was still rudimentary, a standard "stupid big black coarse", and a bit out of reach compared to the otherworldly realm where the ghost eyes were in the storm.

But this structure formed the necessary foundation for the attack in the abyss, just like a ship, able to carry its crew and travel between the wind and waves.

As Ronan's mind moved in, the area surrounded by the barrier, the hundred and ten thoughts that were originally quiet quickly became agitated. The corresponding information was sprinkled to all corners of Xia City through Lingbo Network and some other channels.

In the blink of an eye, one idea after another also gathered from various areas of Xia City. Most of them were transferred through the Lingbo network, and a few were through the "bracelets" that Ronan distributed two days ago.

In any case, in just a dozen seconds, the number of thoughts from different people in the "fortress" has exceeded the five hundred mark, which is almost the total number of people who can enter here through the Blood Intent Ring Formation after the 14th lecture.

Due to the pressure of the storm in the abyssal area and the limitations of the minimalist configuration function, after a considerable number of capable people are stationed, their consciousness is in a semi-muddy state, and it is difficult to communicate with others, and only the basic perception ability is retained; Only a few B-level spiritual sides, such as Gao Meng, Bamboo Pole and others, can maintain the flow of ideas.

But at this time, no one was chatting with Ronan or anything. For the five hundred capable people inside the "fortress", every second in the abyss area is incomparably precious; And Ronan and Ghost Eye's attack drill is a carnival that belongs only to them.

That's right, it's an.

With the help of the "fortress", Ronan fired the first shot at the Ghost Eye, pushing the energy turbulence in the abyss and transmitting the destructive shock to dozens of kilometers away.

The night in the summer city was quiet, but behind the void was a tumbling and manic storm. In the midst of this storm, hundreds of capable people are either awake or drunk, but they are all getting pleasure...... There are more tangible benefits.