Chapter 161: Night at the Louvre

Chen Mo approached the gate of the Louvre in Paris, France, as if the pyramid flying from the sky stood quietly in front of the gate of the palace, and the moonlight flowed slowly on the glass on three sides, glowing with flowing silver light.

The lights in the pyramids are on, the fountains in the pools are gushing, and the columns of water rise in the lights, revealing the anomalous fact that this beautiful palace remains awake in the middle of the night.

The security system is strictly in operation, and the Awakened Museum refuses to allow visitors at night. Chen Mo stepped into the pyramid and walked into the largest exhibition hall of the Louvre, hundreds of meters long, open and wide, softly lit, and boundless art quietly filled the entire space, surrounded by Greek gods, angels and virgins who were as rich as human beings, living in classical oil paintings, and their bodies were glowing.

The paintings, the gods, were originally fixed on the canvas outlined by paint, but among them there was a silver-haired girl, the girl wore a dark black coat, white trousers, and long silver hair simply draped behind her, dressed in an unexpectedly casual but beautiful painting.

She gradually became the finishing touch, the freshness dissolved from her, and gradually immersed in each painting, and the sacred realm of art became vivid.

"How long have we not seen each other?" Chen Mo walked quietly to the painting that the girl was looking at, but for some reason kept a certain distance.

As if she had suddenly woken up from a dream, Yin Lizabeth turned her head to look at Chen Mo.

"It's been about three years." The girl replied softly, "You're avoiding me." ”

"You used to be a regular here." Whether a blunt change of topic is effective only depends on whether the person speaking is indulgent enough.

"Hmm." Yin Lizabeth nodded slightly, and put her gaze back on the painting: "In the past, I often came here to look at the paintings during the college's vacation, and it took a whole day to look at it, but it took a year to look at it again, and I couldn't help but start again after each interruption." ”

"It's been a long time since you last came here."

"We can take a complete screenshot of a memory of a visit and repeat it in our brains if necessary." The words in the girl's mouth were filled with surging indifference: "You know, dream tapir, everything can be reproduced in dreams. "The situation is obviously worse than Chen Mo expected.

"Do you like these paintings?"

"Tianyan's computing power is precious." Yin Lizabeth raised her hand, as if she wanted to touch the painting in front of her: "If you don't like it, I won't waste the resources of calculation." ”

"You've been in conversation with Eva on a regular basis, haven't you?" Chen Mo sighed: "Tianyan is just a speech spirit to assist in analysis and calculation, don't think of yourself as AI, Lisa." ”

"It is more beneficial for the head of the family to think in a more rational way." The girl withdrew her hand and put it in the pocket of her coat and approached Chen Mo's side: "Of course you don't look like it?" monchΓ©ri。 Chen Mo's eyelids jumped unconsciously.

"Half a year ago, you woke up and took over the intelligence organization of Laurent and Taoyuan, and the scale of the organization has expanded and the amount of intelligence has increased significantly, but as Laurent's intelligence director, my fiancΓ©." The girl's voice was calm, but Chen Mo somehow heard a trace of suppressed anger inside: "In half a year, you haven't appeared in front of me once." ”

"This ......." Chen Mo was a little flustered, and the urge to force calm through spiritual authority couldn't help but arise in his mind, but he quickly abandoned this very stupid approach.

He exhaled softly and said calmly, "This has its necessity. ”

"Necessary?" Yin Lisabeth sneered: "You continue." "If you can't say it, just wait for death.

"We're twins on the White King's throne in a sense......" the girl's pretty eyebrows raised.

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth twitched, and he continued: "This is the conclusion I came to through some means, in a sense, the twins are like a combination of humans and dragon kings, and all of their human side will focus on the only 'dearest relative'. ”

"This abnormal emotional structure is probably the most fatal weakness of the four monarchs, and through the study of this, the half-breeds can even make them throw aside all their sanity and step into the trap without a way out."

"Human nature, but the weakness of the Dragon King." The girl laughed self-deprecatingly,

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"What greed." The girl stared at him with her hands behind her back and smiled: "So you don't want this weakness to get bigger and bigger?" I don't mind giving your authority and life back, the contract is very clear. ”

"Guilt is also part of human nature." Chen Mo could only smile bitterly: "As I said, as long as we meet, our emotions will be unconsciously concentrated, and in the end, even our sanity will be overwhelmed." ”

"The White King is the master of the spiritual element, even if the blood of the dragon clan overpowers the human bloodline, he can maintain the clarity of the spirit." Yin Lizabeth repeated softly,

"We have our own souls in our hands, don't we?"

"I kind of understand what the fate of twins is." Chen Mo simply sat on the ground of this palace, staring up at the gorgeous murals on the dome with blank eyes: "It's okay not to do anything in the face of this kind of thing." ”

"Can't get it?" The girl blinked curiously, as if there were clear stars in her eyes. The dragon king who mimics a human is unwilling to eat the dear stupid big man, and the son of the tyrannical black king falls into a real rage because of the death of his brother.

"Nothing." Chen Mo shook his head. I'm not one of those fools, and evolution is not just a way to devour my loved ones.

The thing is very simple, he and Lisa are already real dragon kings, the winner takes all in the field, and the loser is only left with the cross of the dragon bone.

"Then I won't ask, but." Yin Lisabai bent down and stared at Chen Mo who was sitting on the ground: "The marriage contract that Alfred blocked for me is close to three digits, and those old men who have half a foot in the grave like to talk about this kind of thing. ”

"Actually, you can suppress those old ........" As the girl's eyes became more and more dangerous, Chen Mo directly swallowed back the truth on his lips.

He sighed faintly and said, "There will definitely be a school board meeting for the excavation of the Bronze City, and I will participate with you." The smile on the girl's face was so full that it wanted to overflow, and she stretched out her hand to him, white and slender.

'This damn humanity. Chen Mo couldn't help but curse in his heart. Blood sorrow, or loneliness, hangs over every half-breed and even sapient dragons.

They can only eliminate the so-called loneliness by finding their own kind. But hybrids can find their kind, but what about the Dragonborn?

When the outcasts were reborn, not even a single member of the clan could be found. The dragon kings are the only ones of their kind, but they are all enemies who devour each other.

But what about the lonely dragon king who overcomes the world? Chen Mo erased the depression in his heart, the last trace of detachment, carefully grabbed the girl's hand, stood up from the ground, and did not let go.

"If you like to look at paintings, just look at them for a while." He smiled and said, "Alfred and Lady Elsa will take care of things for you." Yin Lisabeth glanced at him angrily, but did not refute, held the man's hand with her fingers interlocked, and looked at the painting in front of her.

Renaissance paintings contain the revival of humanity, and the gods fall to the ground and become beautiful people, with vivid humanity.

It's beautiful.