[Thank you for the pink ticket of the purple phantom moon~~~ Today is December 12, 12, the end of the world!

Luo Ershao smiled and hugged Sangsang: "Xue'er came to see the painting left by your mother?"

Sang Sang frowned, broke free, took a few steps back, and looked at Luo Ershao carefully.

The affection on his face is not fake, when he looks at the painting, his eyes are mixed with remembrance, grief, and sweetness, and the whole person is obsessed, immersed in memories.

Sang Sang suddenly asked, "You love her very much?"

Luo Ershao smiled stupidly: "Yes, so Xue'er is the crystallization of the love between father and mother." ”

Sangsang asked again, "Why?"

"There's no why, you'll understand when you grow up, there's a kind of emotion that can't be caused by people at all. Luo Ershao stroked the picture, even through the protective film, he could feel Chihiro's mood when he painted, these are not paintings, they are Chihiro's love for him. Chihiro didn't complain about him and waited for him.

As long as he thought of making Chihiro wait for him for more than ten years, and when heaven and man were separated forever, his heart throbbed.

He looks at these paintings every day, and if he looks at them for one more minute, his love for Chihiro will be deeper, and the guilt in his heart will be a little more, and he always can't help but recall those good memories, and when he dreams back at midnight, Chihiro's smile always flashes in front of him......

Sweetness and pain are mixed, and he is like being poisoned, addicted to these paintings, and masochistic memories Chihiro every day.

Sang Sang narrowed his eyes: "She loves you too?"

"Of course. Luo Ershao's smile was a little illusory, and he spoke like a dream: "She loves me." I know, she loves me. She is the only one in the whole world who loves me the most, without any interests, and not because of blood relations, whether in good times or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, young or old...... She loved Russellin's soul, but I failed her. hurt her, even so, her love has not deteriorated, she doesn't blame me. And gave you to me......"

Does Yukichihiro love Rasuran?

Perhaps, who knows if everyone is dead.

But Xue Qianxun really doesn't complain about Luo Suran? If Xue Qianhiro hadn't died, she could use these paintings to control Luo Suran in the palm of her hand.

But when she died, she left these paintings behind and asked her daughter to come to Luo Suran.

Sangsang's gaze swept to the painting. His eyes darkened.

I'm afraid it's resentment, not only resentment, but also hatred, these paintings are to torture Russan.

What could be more painful than remorse?

I love you so much, but you have failed me and lost me, and in this world, no one will ever love you as much as I do......

In his previous life, Luo Suran had been immersed in remorse and pain, and now Luo Ershao is also suffering from whipping in his heart.

Sangsang thought to himself: Xue Qianhiro is really a strange woman, but it's a pity that she didn't meet fate.

Luo Ershao's eyes were moist. sighed, took a stack of documents on the table, and smiled at Sangsang: "The painting is here, you can come and see it at any time, don't stay up late, Dad will go to the study first." ”

Sang Sang walked around the room, taking in all the paintings in his eyes, and searched the pictures bit by bit with his mental power, but he didn't notice any abnormal fluctuations.

"I'm still far from it. ”

Sangsang murmured and went back to his room. Blocked the surveillance, and took out the picture drawn during the day from the space button.

The two "White Wolf Pictures" are placed together, and if you look at them separately, you can hardly find a difference. But when you put them together, it feels very different.

The style of a painting is fresh, like the warm sun in winter and the cool breeze in summer, bringing a warm feeling to the soul and making people feel that the world is so peaceful and beautiful.

This is the effect of a heart painting. It's very superficial, but it already feels healing.

The other painting style is also fresh, but there is no warmth and peace, but with strong emotions, as strong as a blooming summer flower, enthusiastic and unrestrained, as if the author is burning his life to paint, through the painting you can see the author's soul, hear the author's heart......

This is a distinctly dark work that influences the psyche of others in a visually hypnotic way, forcing the inculcation of feelings. It's not an ability control, but it's better than an ability control.

"There are mental fluctuations, and they are too obvious. ”

Sang Sang pursed her lips and put away the two works separately, compared to Xue Qianxun's paintings, her "White Wolf Picture" is a substandard product, and can only be sold as an inferior dark work.

"Xiao Xin. ”

Sang Sang took out the chip given by Teacher Goode, called out to the light brain elf, secreted a jelly-like substance from his fingertips, and wrapped the chip in it, which was Xiao Xin reading the copy information.

The content of the chip is a holographic teaching video about the use of color and how to mask the fluctuations of mental power so that the magnetic field of the picture can be balanced.

This is exactly what Sangsang needs.

"Your Highness, I heard interesting news......"

Luo Dashao was taking a bath, his head resting on the water pillow on the edge of the bathtub, and a light screen in front of him was processing official documents through voice control. The princess jumped out happily and projected herself in the bathroom.

"What's the news?" Luo Dashao's eyes didn't leave the light screen, but just turned off the voice control and replaced it with mental input.

"Here you go. The princess playfully snapped her fingers, and a recording sounded.

"She loves you too?" "Of course. She loves me. I know, she loves me. She is the only one in the whole world who loves me the most, without any interests, and not because of blood relations......"

Luo Da Shao rubbed his chin: "What is the problem with the conversation between Su Xue and Su Ran?"

The princess's cheeks puffed out: "It's funny! The voice is light and fluttering, the same as whispering, the last time Xiao Xiao was controlled, the tone of his speech is similar to his, judging from the experience of this palace, he really has a problem!"

Luo Dashao poured cold water on her: "Don't think about it, the teacher checked it for him, and there is no problem." ”

"I still think there's a problem! There are always hints that have nothing to do with mental power, and I can't check it out!" The princess clenched her fists with both hands: "I will definitely find out the truth!"

The princess dispersed the projection and continued to follow Luo Ershao.

"Is there a problem?" Luo Dashao looked away from the light screen, looking thoughtfully at the place where the princess had disappeared.

......

Sangsang found that there was a problem with Xue Qianxun's painting, but the hints in the painting were very vague, and it only worked on Luo Ershao.

After all, there are no mental power fluctuations on the painting, and there is no abnormal magnetic field, and the reason why Sang Sang can see it is because she herself is trying to draw like this, and her ability. Very sensitive to emotions, the emotions expressed by Yukichihiro through her paintings were captured by her.

Sangsang's attitude towards Luo Ershao was slightly better.

Poor man.

Pity is pity, she still didn't say anything, let alone remind Luo Ershao to put the painting away. turned around and asked Xiao Xin to help her collect the electronic version of Xue Qianxun's works, and found that she couldn't learn anything, so she threw it aside and concentrated on learning the teaching video of Teacher Goode.

Sangsang is very busy, eight hours a day of mental training. Two hours of physical training, four hours of painting, eight hours of meditation, of which four hours of meditation time is used to learn the ancient language of Blue Star, four hours to learn art appreciation, and the remaining two hours are to eat, wash, and travel by car......

She is like a robot on an assembly line, with no time at all.

Perhaps the effect of "White Wolf Picture" is too strong, and Thea Sost is entangled with Sangsang, as long as Sangsang goes to school. There must be a pot of green flowers on the desk, and all kinds of snacks are taken out, and the people in the entire academy know that the third young master of Sost is chasing Miss Luo, and the news is still spreading outward.

Sang Sang sent flowers to the podium, snacks were distributed to his classmates, and when they learned to paint together on Saturday, they avoided it if they could, and they rushed if they couldn't avoid it.

She wanted to see it. How long the hints in the painting are kept in place.

August 14 was Wednesday, because he was going to the Luo family's main house in the afternoon, thinking of Mrs. Yu, Sang Sang's mood was a little bad.

'Drop!' Danger approaches. Please note!'

A voice popped up in Sang Sang's head, it was Xiao Xin who found the dangerous target approaching through the tracking glasses and warned him.

Sangsang squinted, and there was a purple point of light next to the red point of light that belonged to Goode.

Purple, which is more dangerous than red, can absolutely suppress her purple-level danger.

'Genetic variation. Saint-level dragon beast genes, dangerous targets, please do not approach!' Although Xiao Xin's electronic synthesis voice did not fluctuate, his speech speed was twice as fast, and he looked very nervous.

Sang Sang's heart jumped, and he barely suppressed the urge to skip class.

Hell, the saint-level dragon beast is a strange beast that can even be used as food in the holy realm, and it is enough for Teacher Goode to raise, what are you bringing this powerful creature to class?!

The next moment, Sangsang's eyes widened again.

Gude brought not a dragon beast, but a man, a little silver-haired boy.

Genetic variants......

Sang Sang was afraid of attracting the boy's attention, so he retracted his gaze, lowered his head to adjust the camera observation of the teaching light brain, and scolded in his heart: Which genetic mutant person ran out of the laboratory?! No, the saint-level dragon beast is equivalent to the fifth-order holy domain, and even the young beasts have the strength of the holy domain, whether it is the empire or the alliance, the strongest one is only the third order of the holy domain, and he has no ability to capture the dragon beast to extract genes...... Could it be from a third-level civilization?

A place like Fallen Star City is really a mix of fish and dragons, and everyone has it!

Teacher Goode clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention: "Hello students, before today's class, I would like to introduce a new student to you......"

Sang Sang looked up with the crowd, the little boy was pale and thin, looked shy and introverted, always lowered his head, and his eyebrows were covered by fine bangs.

"I'm Chi Xiling, from Star, thirteen years old, please take care of me. ”

Starstar, a remote planet that belongs to neither the Empire nor the Alliance, is a paradise for pirates.

The position that Goode arranged for Chi Xiling was just on the right side of Sangsang, the machine assistant stepped forward to arrange the desk, and the little boy walked to his position with his head down, and when he was two or three meters away from Sangsang, he suddenly looked up.

Sang Sang felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, his hair stood on end, and his back was cold.

So keen, Xiao Xin's scan was discovered!

Sang Sang did not panic, calmly switched the angle of the light screen, and looked up at the little boy, with a calm expression and clear eyes.

The sight collided with a pair of lake-green eyes, which should have been very warm, but because of the golden halo on the edge of the pupils, they looked very bewitching.

The two looked at each other for two seconds.

Sangsang nodded, as a greeting.

Chi Xiling was slightly stunned, nodded as well, and walked to his seat without raising his head until the end of this class.

"Teacher, please come to tomorrow's banquet. Sang Sang packed up his works, and before Goode left the classroom, he invited him to the banquet that would begin at half past seven tomorrow night, which was Luo Dashao's order.

"No problem. Goode smiled and nodded, his eyes a little subtle.

[The pro of the stolen post, please delay it for twenty-four hours, don't think you can't see this line of words~~~~(>_