The Righteous Player(s)

　　 "You don't care who it is. Anyway, they have been bombed to death by the emperor, but the worm has really escaped."

Yaweng said here, his expression became serious: "Although it is not my turn to tell...I also know that Ligredo and Bode will definitely scold me. But I still decided to mention this to you. .

"Only you, as a crane, have the same root and the same root as the power of the worm, and can directly'swallow' the worm instead of killing it... and only you, who have become a complete crane, can fully grasp the power of destiny and will not be worm put one's oar in.

　　"If you can...Annan. I mean, after you become a god, if you are sure...

　　"——Please go to the future through the [Sixth Past Book] and hunt down worms."

　　 Yaweng still has nothing to say, but Annan also knows what he means.

　　 The crane can indeed interfere, kill, and swallow worms.

　　 However, the worm itself is very restrained from the crane-it has a special concept of "killing the crane".

　　 And even if Annan wants to withstand this restraint and defeat the worm... After the crown block swallows the worm, Yaon does not dare to guarantee whether a stronger worm will hatch.

　　 But faced with the dilemma of "worms escape the seal in the future", it seems that there is only this way. Because the worm can see the past and the future, it has the means to change the past from the future... If the worm is not eradicated, then the world will become more and more distorted.

　　 That is the "invisible enemy" in the true sense.

　　 "In order to keep your sublimation ritual from being disturbed by worms..."

　　 Yaweng said slowly: "We actually thought of a strategy before.

"That is, first please ask Moth or Miss Good Luck to take you to other worlds. Find a suitable'otherworldly' nightmare...a world where the'crane' has never been born, you have to Complete the sublimation ceremony from there."

　　 "What about Ingrid?"

　　Annan couldn't help but ask: "The worm will change the past from the future and push Ingrid to complete the ceremony."

　　 "That's easier."

　　 Yaweng said more lightly: "Then kill her.

　　 "I saw it, the players in your family started to gather here... right. Shifu has already reported this to me."

"Hey?"

　　Zhiji muttered to the side: "Why don't I know..."

　　 "You don't need to know."

　　 Yaweng sternly glanced at her: "What's the matter with you? If you want to be free, go to the Great Glacier to help Annan find [Justice Heart]. Ligredo must be happy."

　　 "Woo..."

　　Zhiji screamed: "But it's so far..."

　　 "Where is it far? You must become a dragon flying past, otherwise you still want to find it on foot? Forget it, you go now."

　　 Yaweng directly ordered: "Draw three pictures for me, which is considered homework. Counting the heart of justice, it will be completed within one month.

"The requirement for the first painting is to depict glaciers with high-level influence, and the cold must at least be able to pass through the window; the second painting is to depict the extreme cold storms in the north, and the requirement is to be able to show the same feeling as the big glacier indoor The last picture is of yourself flying over the glacier...Because you can’t see yourself, this requirement can be lowered appropriately. As long as you can move and talk."

　　...What is the devil's request?

　　Annan was dumbfounded.

　　Zhiji only grumbled: "It's okay to paint...Do you really want to go now? I bought something for Annan, but I didn't give it to him."

　　 "Then tomorrow. As soon as possible. Don't delay."

　　 Yaweng replied succinctly: "You did the drawing, I know you too well. You are as lazy as I am, and you don’t want to move anymore.

　　 "But even if I don't move, my level will continue to improve. Your talents are lower, so you have to work harder...otherwise, sooner or later there will be a new "God of Painting" to surpass you."

　　 "I think that's a good thing..."

　　"For this world, it is indeed a good thing. But if it is not for you, I will still scold you for being lazy.

　　 "I know you are going to sell paintings to people to raise money for those untalented painters. This is your idea, the career you want to do, and I don't interfere much. But why do you paint such ordinary paintings?"

　　 Yaweng's knuckles knocked on the table again-Annan observed that this was Yaon's favorite action.

　　 In this short conversation, Yaon has already knocked on the table several times.

　　Zhiji lowered her head, like a student under training.

She murmured: "The paintings I sell are tailor-made for the collectors according to their level. If they are mortals, I would give them mantra paintings, which might harm them; If the aesthetic ability is not enough, I paint too high and deep, but they don’t understand..."

　　 "Nonsense!"

　　 Yaweng raised his voice a little bit: "You are [beauty]! When is the turn of others to decide on ‘aesthetic’? That’s an excuse!

　　 "You said, you are afraid that you are afraid of harming people by drawing a curse painting-this reason is fine. I accept it. Then why don't you usually practice? Do your best to draw some curse paintings, even if they are auctioned?

"You haven't painted seriously in seven or eight years, right? You are a painter. Just paint a few strokes at random and you can paint a painting that is handed down in the eyes of mortals. But even if that painting is to them , Is already a peerless treasure, but is that true for you?

　　"You teach painters who are not talented but study hard, give them money, let them paint seriously, and let them go to their dreams-what about yourself? How long have you not painted a picture wholeheartedly?

　　 "Do you think you are worthy of your teaching to them? Do you think they know that the real paper girl and their idol are such a painter, do they really admire it?

"Or, do you teach them this way because you think it is [correct], or are you simply hoping to keep the painters, let them stay in the industry, and love those paintings as much as you? Or? Yes, you just stand as a'painting', satisfied that you can actually give charity to the painter?"

　　 Yaweng’s reprimand had no dirty words throughout.

　　 But the words were so sharp that they were about to cry Zhiji.

　　Annan watched quietly.

　　 I probably know why Yaweng was able to directly curse the Taoism of those painters...

　　 "Then I will set off now..."

　　Zhiji said quietly.

She rubbed her eyes secretly, but denied what she said just now: "No, I will leave tomorrow. I am going to paint Annan with all my strength today~www.wuxiaspot.com~My painting skills have not regressed... I want to prove that I am still making progress."

　　 "As long as you don't regress, I will count you improved."

　　 Yaweng said coldly on the side: "It's like Annan said, "Learning is like sailing against the current, and you will retreat if you don't advance." Even I can create at least 20 hours a day.

　　 "You have to remember, Lisa. When you stop, the world does not stop with you. As a god, you are the idol of those painters, and you should set an example."

　　 Yaweng said, turning around to look at Annan.

　　 His expression softened suddenly.

　　 He added: "I know what you plan to do. Don't worry, I will let my pope take you.

"The requirement is that you can't let this country fall into war. If you destroy the city, you have to pay for repairs; if your subordinates killed mortals, he must also apologize to the victim's relatives. At the same time, , You can't tear down my church either-the final record in the history books can only show your name.

　　 "If you can agree..."

　　 Yaweng said, the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "I can make Orphee Denisoya the next generation of King Denisoya."

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