The King of Special Warfare

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Li Tianlan could clearly feel Xuanyuan Wushang's grief and anger, and this emotion was filled with deep depression and reluctance.

Lin Xiaoliu?

Is this Lin Qingya’s nickname?

This damn fat man really knew Lin Qingya.

How can two people in different time and space know each other?

An extremely sharp light flashed in Li Tianlan's eyes.

He stared at Xuanyuan Wushang quietly, waiting for his explanation.

Xuanyuan Wushang was already filled with swear words.

Isn’t this the same brother who bullied you back then?

ah?

Isn't it because the way I taught you when I was your teacher was a bit exaggerated?

ah?

Didn't I just say a few words that you are not as good as me?

ah?

As for that?

What the hell are you doing?

I just want to ask you if you don't want to be so exaggerated!

The strange smell in the painting spreads out and becomes clearer.

Xuanyuan Wushang burst into tears and took a deep breath in intoxication.

Ah, the smell of wealth.

No, this is the taste of foundation.

No, this is what poverty smells like.

It's a pretty good painting, look what that dead girl did on it?

Countless amounts of ink continued to gather in his sight.

Xuanyuan Wushang was well-informed enough, but for a while he couldn't completely tell what materials Lin Qingya used when painting this painting.

But just what he could distinguish now already made him a little despairing.

In Li Tianlan's eyes, this was just a painting, but in Xuanyuan Wushang's eyes, this was a naked display of wealth.

This seemingly ordinary rice paper, the pen and ink on it, even the paint, every detail, are countless materials that are extremely precious even in the starry sky.

As for similar things, even Xuanyuan Wushang, the prince of the Space-Time Corridor, couldn't come up with a few.

The God of War Realm is far less wealthy than the Corridor of Time and Space, but Lin Qingya can give such a painting, which is enough to show how much she is favored by the God of War, because in terms of family fortune, this painting can wipe out most of Lin Qingya's family fortune. , which also shows that she is much richer than the prince Xuanyuan Wushang.

The key is...

What a waste.

Xuanyuan Wushang couldn't figure out the purpose of Lin Qingya giving this painting to Li Tianlan.

Protect Li Tianlan’s safety?

This is even more exaggerated than directly carrying a large interstellar fleet with him to protect one person's safety.

It is not an exaggeration to say that if all the materials used in this painting are converted into pure royal value, the resources represented by this painting are enough to protect a star field for a long time.

Use this thing to only protect Li Tianlan?

It’s not that it’s not worth it.

It's really not necessary.

In the City of Miracles where even the highest level of strength cannot exceed level 5 authority, Lin Qingya can guarantee that Li Tianlan will be foolproof even if she draws anything with a pencil.

What's the point of playing such a big game?

The key is...

This painting is really just a painting for now.

In other words, it is an unfinished work, and the most critical part is still missing.

And this so-called most critical part needs Xuanyuan Wushang to complete it.

Xuanyuan Wushang said he couldn't afford it...

He has enough ability.

But there was nothing I couldn't come up with that could complete the picture.

Those materials need to be applied to the Time and Space Corridor, and they are all strategic things.

Xuanyuan Wushang's face looked a little ferocious.

Even though it was separated by time and space at this moment, he still felt that he was severely humiliated in terms of wealth by Lin Qingya.

"What do you see?"

Li Tianlan's voice suddenly sounded.

Xuanyuan Wushang was startled, groaned subconsciously, and hesitated. His mind was completely confused.

so...

Facing this painting, he actually didn't look at anything. He just instinctively calculated the value of the painting, and then began to consider the value of completing the painting. Finally, he found that he could not measure the painting in a short time. the value of.

"I..."

Xuanyuan Wushang hurriedly glanced at the scroll in front of him, and his voice suddenly stopped.

In an instant, an endless starry sky appeared before his eyes.

The void fills the air.

The stars twinkle.

Countless rays of light intertwined.

The next moment, the scene changed rapidly.

The stars and the void disappeared.

A very warm hall appeared on the scroll.

Li Tianlan, Li Dongcheng, Lin Qingya, Dongcheng Wudi, Dongcheng Yue and other family members were all there. Two Qin Weibais were sitting on the left and right sides of Li Tianlan. Wang Yuetong and Dongcheng Ru were sitting next to the two Qin Weibais.

two...

Did you really tell me about this?

Xuanyuan Wushang frowned, countless thoughts surging in his mind, followed by a burst of anger.

He originally planned to tell Li Tianlan about the two Qin Weibai at the right time, but it seemed to make no difference. If Lin Qingya didn't tell him, Jiang Shangyu would.

Xuanyuan Wushang was thinking wildly, and when he saw such a painting when his body was extremely exhausted, his whole mentality felt a little depressed.

"You can't hear what I'm saying?"

Li Tianlan's tone was a bit confusing.

"It's not... that... cough..."

Xuanyuan Wushang reacted suddenly and said with a smile: "This painting is quite good. Brother, you live a very happy life. This family portrait is quite good."

Family portrait...

Li Tianlan thought calmly.

What he saw was a family portrait, and what Xuanyuan Wushang saw was also a family portrait, but why did Qin Weibai see the starry sky?

It's obviously a painting, why do you see inconsistent images?

"Why aren't you seeing stars?"

Li Tianlan murmured to himself.

Xuanyuan Wushang paused for a moment, pretending that he didn't hear anything, but he already understood what Li Tianlan meant.

Obviously Qin Weibai also saw this painting.

In Qin Weibai's eyes, the current painting can only be a starry sky.

Similarly, in Li Tianlan's eyes, the current painting will only be a family portrait.

This is the difference between neutrality and order.

Qin Weibai's authority itself comes from order. Before her strength exceeds Lin Qingya, she can only see what she can see.

Xuanyuan Wushang lowered his head and quietly admired the painting.

Although the three supreme beings are now equals, in terms of age, Lin Qingya is much younger than Xuanyuan Wushang.

When the God of War world did not yet exist, the God of War was in the Corridor of Time and Space, and Xuanyuan Wushang was Lin Qingya's teacher for a period of time.

He has the authority of order and neutrality, and can see different pictures, and his strength is much stronger than Lin Qingya, so he can also see the original form of this painting.

The original form of this painting is not a family portrait, nor a starry sky, nor a messy looking line.

To be precise, the painting is actually just one stroke.

Different people will see different phenomena.

It was like Li Tianlan and Qin Weibai saw Xing Tian as a burly little giant with a height of over two meters.

But in Xuanyuan Wushang's eyes, Xing Tian was just a Rubik's Cube.

It's part of his body now.

The original form of this painting is just one stroke.

A single stroke that condensed all Lin Qingya's strength was logical and contained countless possibilities.

This is a point.

It's like someone took a pen and pressed it heavily on the rice paper. It's simple, solemn, and there is no extraneous point.

Xuanyuan Wushang looked at this point in silence.

This point means many things.

But compared to this equally precious palm, the large blank space around it has an indescribable meaning.

Xuanyuan Wushang suddenly raised his head and looked into Li Tianlan's eyes.

Li Tianlan was also looking at him, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

"Brother, this painting..."

Xuanyuan Wushang hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Can you keep this painting with me for a few days?"

"reason."

Li Tianlan's voice was calm.

"Um..."

Xuanyuan Wushang started editing, but he didn't know what to edit, so he could only tell the truth: "This painting is actually not complete. It will take me some time to complete it."

"incomplete?"

Li Tianlan's tone was a little strange.

Xuanyuan Wushang carefully considered his words and said softly: "Yes, not completely... Lin Qingya gave you this painting. It should have deep meaning. I can only say that this painting is not simple."

Li Tianlan suddenly smiled and said slowly: "Are you sure this painting is for me?"

"when..."

Xuanyuan Wushang opened his mouth, wanting to say "Of course" without hesitation, but as soon as the words came out, he suddenly froze on the spot.

It's not for Li Tianlan...

No, it shouldn't be understood that way.

It should be said that this painting was not just for Li Tianlan.

Suddenly, countless thoughts exploded in Xuanyuan Wushang's mind.

It was not given to Li Tianlan.

Not just for Li Tianlan.

Or maybe it wasn't just Lin Qingya who gave it to Li Tianlan.

Various ideas continue to expand on this painting.

Right in front of Li Tianlan, Xuanyuan Wushang's eyes suddenly lit up with a clear and stable ice-blue light.

Wisps of light were released in his eyes, turning into countless logical lines.

He looked at the painting in front of him quietly.

In a vague way, he seemed to feel an obscure and non-existent wave from this painting, a kind of fluctuation like an illusion.

Xuanyuan Wushang suddenly closed his eyes.

All the logical lines connected together in an instant, and then collapsed in an instant.

Two lines of blood flowed from his eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

All the thoughts in my mind were completely shattered and messy in this second.

Xuanyuan Wushang covered his head and kept mumbling something.

He didn't know how long it took before he gradually came back to his senses and saw Li Tianlan standing in front of him clearly again.

"I saw."

Xuanyuan Wushang laughed: "Brother, I saw it!"

"What do you see?"

Li Tianlan had a headache.

He felt that he could no longer tolerate this nagging fat man.

Xuanyuan Wushang chuckled.

At that moment, he really vaguely felt the hope of his promotion.

Because in that painting, in that bit of ink, he felt not only Lin Qingya's heroic spirit, but also a deep hidden thought.

Or logic.

That kind of logic crushed his own logic in a crushing manner, making his thinking chaotic and broken, but it left a vague message in the brokenness.

Those messages are less clear now.

But Xuanyuan Wushang is very sure that what he will do next must be the content of those messages that he is no longer clear about.

This is the trajectory of his subsequent life.

It is also a prerequisite for him to reach the top.

Because the power that crushed his logic just now was a power above him.

In other words, permissions.

Such power comes from the God of War world, so its direction is self-evident.

War God Realm·Linglong.

The pinnacle of calligrapher authority.

Under the stars, the pinnacle of this authority is called...

destiny.

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