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draw?

Aaron shook his head and refused.

Is she really crazy?

What a joke, who knows what new tricks this woman will come up with.

Considering her somewhat neurotic performance, how dare he let her be a model?

"Really?" Lian Na seemed to be a little unwilling and asked.

Alice said coldly: "Miss Lina, maybe we should go into the city."

"Yes, yes," Lina suddenly realized and patted her head gently, "You can't draw here either, are you right? Well... what is your name? That mark..."

She half swallowed the word "specimen" and took the lead in swaggering towards the city gate.

"It seems like..." Aaron looked at her back as she strode away. The corner of his mouth twitched and he looked at Ron, but for a moment he didn't know how to evaluate her.

"That's why she's called the Soul-Calling Witch." Ron's eyes flashed, he whispered, and followed quickly.

"Come this time, you all know that I need to record the breath of the natural disaster and the Throat of Death. Not long after, I remember I explained it to you." Lian Na said to Ron with a smile, "So , if it causes the aftermath of any natural disaster and many people die, don’t blame me, I said it in advance.”

Before she came to Leiden City, she had already greeted the Hanging Sword in advance and scheduled the time to activate and record the aura.

Since her boss had agreed, it was impossible for Ron to stop her from recording her breath. He could only notify the barely-formed city defense team to evacuate the surrounding unrelated personnel in advance.

In fact, since the City Lord's Mansion was harmed by Baals and the natural disaster Death Throat, there was a large no-man's land around it with it as the center.

Not to mention ordinary people, not even extraordinary people dare to stay here for a long time.

Even though the natural disaster and the throat of death have gone away, and several days have passed since the natural disaster that broke out, this area is still full of dangers.

Any object that enters this area will have its spiritual spirit slowly leaving the body and becoming a free spirit wandering in this area. And its wandering spirituality will be contaminated by the atmosphere of the cult, and eventually become the sound of wailing and pain spreading in the air...

Whether it's day or night, it always looks dimmer than other places.

Except that there are no wandering undead creatures here, this place is more eerie and terrifying than those mass graves and ancient battlefield ruins.

As expected by Aaron and the others, Lian Na was very satisfied with the gloomy scene in front of her, and couldn't help but nod and praise: "It looks very fresh... Really, isn't it said that some people have survived the natural disaster, I I remember there seemed to be a young man from the North. Why not arrest him? There are very few living specimens in the Tower of the Moon. It’s really..."

But at the end, she was obviously unwilling to do so, and looked at Aaron with her eyes intentionally or unintentionally, "Well, it seems that the aura on your body is much more complicated than I imagined. I may have to find a good day to paint you seriously. That’s fine, but I think the teachers will like your painting.”

She seemed to have selectively forgotten that Aaron had never agreed to her request at all.

"Miss Lian Na, let me emphasize again, I don't want to be your model, nor do I want to be painted by you." Aaron said patiently, while feeling a little helpless in his heart.

It is impossible to tell clearly with a mental patient, especially when the mental patient seems to be a transcendent person.

"Don't you want it now? It's okay. I'll think about it later. After all, my painting skills are so good. I can even put natural disasters into my paintings. It's definitely an honor for you to be painted by me. If you don't believe it, look at it!"

As if to prove something, the parchment on her waist slipped into her hand again, and she quickly walked to Aaron, flipping the pages quickly.

Seeing her act like this, Aaron swallowed and instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"Ms. Lena!" Ron stopped sharply, and the blade of the one-handed sword slid out halfway silently, and the bright sword light flashed silently.

Lian Na didn't hear Ron's warning at all, and babbled: "Do you still remember why I was late today? Guess, yes, yes, you guessed it, I encountered the traces of the natural disaster on the road , although it’s just a little bit, but you know, the woods in a large area have been completely drained of their spirituality. Do you want to see it? I happened to draw that scene, where is it... not this, not this …By the way, this is it!”

She showed a satisfied smile and subconsciously wanted to hold Aaron's hand, but the next second she was slapped away by Alice who was standing in front of Aaron.

"Let's go first." Aaron whispered, pulled the corner of Alice's clothes, and already started to take a few steps back unconsciously.

Although he was also curious about what was drawn in Lian Na's book, his intuition told him that it was probably not a good thing.

Besides, what kind of strange behavior would you do in a place like this...

"Leave? Where do you want to go? Why are you leaving? Don't leave." Lian Na said like a barrage of words while trying to get past Alice and grab Aaron.

However, Alice directly grabbed Lian Na with her backhand, and the huge strength of both parties exploded again inadvertently. Lian Na was pulled directly and staggered, while Alice had to stomp heavily on the ground to barely maintain her body balance.

"Lena!" Ron warned sharply.

"What do you want to do?" Lian Na frowned and turned around, looking at Alice with disgust, "You want to ask me to draw? Haha, that's ridiculous. There are just a few bits of mountain giant aura left in your body, oh, so... There's a bit of that creepiness... Wait, how could you have such a strong aura of the Throat of Death on you? Oh, forget it, you can't even select and filter out the aura... Don't stop me from painting!"

At the end of her speech, she made no attempt to hide the disgust in her eyes, and her tone couldn't help but be a little higher.

"Miss Lian Na, you don't seem to care about my warning." Ron's tone was cold, and he walked over quickly. On both sides of his arms, the talisman inscriptions had quietly appeared.

The black cat on his shoulder has landed silently on the ground, and its size has swelled a few points. It turned its head to stare at Lian Na, and walked elegantly towards the blind spot of Lian Na's vision, revealing the smooth fangs at the corners of its mouth.

"What's wrong, Ron?"

"Ms. Liana, don't forget your mission!"

"Oh, it's a mission..." Lian Na suddenly realized it and slapped her forehead, "Look at my memory, yes, yes, I'm here for a mission."

As she spoke, she opened a page of the book, and the breath of the Throat of Death filled the air silently.

Like boiling oil pouring into ice water, the originally silent City Lord's Mansion became lively again, and the natural disaster aura of Death's Throat stirred up again, even forming a violent gust of wind out of thin air.

"What do you think of painting here?" She turned to look at Aaron, who was not far away, and asked curiously.

Thanks to Yaowan classmate, relevant authorities No. 001, and Li for the reward~

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