At this time, the game interface had begun to run, and Ronan gradually had a fixed opinion in his heart, and he was too lazy to entangle these with Zhang Yingying, so he glanced at the data of wind speed and temperature, and made a gesture to move forward.

Blackfang and his pet, Nubi, a mechanical dog carrying two cardinal ammo, choose the highest hill in their surroundings and begin to climb.

Zhang Yingying pursed her lips, hugged her arms to her chest, and did not operate at all, her distorted character "Fenghuang" was cruising in the air, with a posture of being in control.

Ronan understood what she meant, this is to give up tactical mobility and directly win a head-on victory, for the role of "Black Fang", it is undoubtedly the most powerful situation.

As a novice, Ronan recognized this "preferential treatment", and he controlled the Black Fang to set up a weapon platform on the top of the hill, at the cost of completely sacrificing his mobility ability to maximize firepower.

When everything was ready, Ronan didn't speak, and made a provocative gesture.

Zhang Yingying pursed her lips, changed her gestures for the first time, and controlled the giant bee-like "Fenghuang", soaring all the way, and in the blink of an eye, she had crossed the center line of the battlefield.

At this time, the distance between the two sides is 987 meters.

900、800、700……

Blackfang's light electromagnetic cannon began to roar, drawing a bright trajectory under the sky.

Zhang Yingying suddenly became excited, and announced urgently:

"I'm going to crush you!"

“……”

No matter how funny Zhang Yingying is, her skills in game control must be far above Ronan.

The huge body of "Fenghuang" rushed forward all the way, shuttling and flying in the gradually dense trajectory, and when it broke through the 500-meter line of life and death, several small-scale changes in a row, which made the hard-woven barrage fall apart.

"Nubi" was corroded by venom, his ammunition was detonated, and his black teeth were swept across his neck by the thin and transparent wings, and he was knocked out directly.

“Firstblood！”

Across the desk, Zhang Yingying shook her index finger at Ronan.

"Do you want to change roles?"

Ronan didn't say a word, and chose the "Restart the Fight" item.

Zhang Yingying responded with a smile, waiting for the configuration of the battlefield, but she was a little sensitive. When I looked up, I saw Ronan's eyes, through the light curtain, falling on her face, and it hadn't moved for a long time.

Raised his chin slightly, and winked at that side again: "How is it, pretty!" ”

As for whether it refers to appearance or operation skills, it is a matter of opinion.

Ronan didn't answer, his eyes staggered slightly, but it didn't take long for him to come back around.

Miss Zhang Yingying is naturally beautiful, so she is not afraid of being watched, not to mention that there is a game in front of her, so she has to wait until she has a good time.

In the enclosed room, light and shadow are intertwined, and time passes in another form.

Once the "Wilderness Battle" began, it never stopped. Until a phone call came in to inform Zhang Yingying of the latest news.

"The trial is over...... Some? Tsk, it's really a night fight. ”

A counter under the side of the light curtain shows the number of rounds played, played, and real-time at the same time. It can be seen that it is now 4:50 a.m. on the 28th, and Ronan and Zhang Yingying have fought for more than 200 rounds, which took nearly 7 hours.

"Sure enough, it's a god who kills time......"

Ronan took a few deep breaths, but instead of being exhausted from the long hours of playing, his brain was in a state of extreme excitement.

Now he had to do something.

Ronan picked up his notebook, flipped to a blank page, and went straight to the pen. In just a dozen seconds, the lines of the luminescent pen have outlined a rough outline, which is still in the usual "sketch" style, without pondering the details, but only depicting the body movements of the characters and the more typical background.

On the screen, the girl with a blurred face is holding her cheek with one hand, and the other hand is gesturing, which looks a little lazy at first glance, but the tension of her limbs tells everyone:

She was attentive and interested.

She's making a game, whether it's "Ten Days in the Wilderness" or drinking and punching, it's just the taste.

She's more about evaluating her opponents, maybe out of a strong desire to win, maybe for some other purpose.

Ronan paused slightly, making sure that was the effect he was looking for.

Since 10 o'clock last night, Ronan has been observing Zhang Yingying for 7 hours, compared with his usual quick observation and quick start, this time is undoubtedly an atypical approach.

Ronan thinks it's worth it, though. For him, Zhang Yingying is definitely an object worth recording.

But there is another thing that needs to be shown.

Ronan's penmanship hovered, and he didn't put down the pen for a long time. It's not that he can't grasp it, but once he puts pen to paper, it is equivalent to showing an attitude...... He could have waited and observed.

He confronted the sketch head-on, lost in thought.

Zhang Yingying had already finished answering the phone, turned off the game effect with some regret, and said to Ronan: "You can go home." It's that Phantom that still has to be left as physical evidence...... Oh yes, you're going straight to school? Don't go home and sleep for a while? ”

Ronan snorted and continued to bow his head and ponder, the tip of the pen would not fall.

With Zhang Yingying's curiosity, how can she resist this? Leaned over to look at it at the moment, and then was stunned, instinctively reaching out to touch Ronan's forehead:

"You want to soak me, huh?"

Ronan didn't dodge, nor did he look up, Ren Zhangying's warm palm was lightly pressed against his forehead, and the pen in his hand was drawn more carefully.

Today's children are so precocious!

Seeing Ronan's cool appearance, Zhang Yingying almost wanted to reach out and cover his eyes. But half a second later, the subtle changes in the notebook sucked up all her attention.

The characteristics of the luminescent pen are not easy to reflect the accumulation of lines and shadows, but Ronan presents a vague and narrow detail through appropriate blank space, like a flowing cloud belt, which lingers on the girl's body.

That's it.

Even Zhang Yingying herself didn't notice that when she played the game and played High, the breath on her body was erect, and some things were taken off the cover and presented outside.

Perhaps ordinary people with the most advanced scanning machines may not be able to discover the secrets. The problem is that since Ronan was carried by the Burning Demon Shadow and his soul went out of his body, the perception of his eyes, ears, nose and tongue has entered a special spiritual level, and he can always see something incredible.

The room was extremely quiet, so quiet that the air seemed to freeze. Ronan kept his usual rhythm, paused to put the pen away, then connected the sensor nib, clipped it back into the pen bag, and then pressed the tablet, which was no longer very sensitive, separated the metal ring frame, and removed the draft.

After doing all this, Ronan took a breath imperceptibly, raised his head, and handed over the draft with both hands: "Lawyer Zhang, this painting is for you, even if it is for today, well, thank you for yesterday's events." ”

“……”

Zhang Yingying didn't respond immediately, she stared at the unrecognizable sketch, as if she was looking at a mirror, subconsciously raised her hand, compared it with the mirror, and touched her corresponding position with her hand.

Fingertips swept over it, and it was empty. Only the spiritual sense, which has been tempered for thousands of years, has received corresponding feedback from itself.

"My 'white rainbow', is that so?"

Zhang Yingying was stunned for ten seconds before she suddenly woke up, and her eyes instantly nailed to Ronan's face:

"You...... Psychic! ”