"But later I accidentally thought of this, and then I thought about what happened now, and I felt that things were not that simple!"

Turning his head, Lu Ming looked at Ling Luoyu and Mo Xuanchen, tilting his body, his eyes becoming much more subtle.

"But the more I think about it, the more creepy I feel!"

Feng Chenglin Gan Gan drank the mouth of a mouthful of saliva: "To be honest, if it were me, I would have thought there was something wrong with this matter. It was a fucking ghost!"

He has also seen the world!

But now this incident made him feel very strange.

Raise your hand and stroke the mural on the wall.

"San Master, what do you think?"

"Magic, incredible, weird... This is how I feel now!" Ling Luoyu's voice was very dull, without any ups and downs.

But the evaluation given was the same as Feng Chenglin's thoughts.

"Yes, I also find it strange..." He took a step back and looked around: "I just saw these murals, all of which are of age, not newly depicted, but... how is this possible?!"

On the murals in front of them, many people and objects were painted in a mess.

But between these messy scenes, there are two people who make them extremely familiar with each other.

Those two people are not others.

It was him and Ling Luoyu.

The weirdest thing is that at the front of the mural, which is the place where the entire mural begins.

The picture depicted there was actually when he and Ling Luoyu first met.

As the mural spread, the story between him and Ling Luoyu was also expanding little by little until Mo Xuanchen appeared.

Even the stories that happened to Mo Xuanchen and Ling Luoyu flashed one by one on the murals.

If it weren't for personal experience, how could there be such a real picture?

Can……

How could it be personal experience?!

Is there an inexplicable transparent person beside them?

This man observed their every move until his story turned into a mural and freezes it here??

This is so weird!

Strange and hard to explain!

"When was this painting drawn? Who was the one who painted him?" Mo Xuanchen spoke.

"I don't know! Maybe the Lord of God will know!" Lu Ming's eyes kept staring at them, observing their similar changes.

Judging from their conversations and expressions, this mural has a very story.

"I didn't think it was unusual before. Later, you appeared. I thought of this mural by chance. I felt that in some things, you had an inexplicable degree of fit with this mural, so I felt that things were a bit weird. How about it? Is there something wrong with this mural?"

Mrs. Lian was also observing them, and at this time she saw the clues and took a breath.

"You... don't have any similarities with this mural, right?"

"No!" Ling Luoyu Tamsui looked at them without hesitation and smiled indifferently: "We just think that this mural is interesting, and the pictures depicted are like a continuous, complete story..."

As he said that, his eyes turned to the end of the mural.

There was the one she least wanted to see.

At this time, Mo Xuanchen and Feng Chenglin's eyes fell there.

Because the picture depicted on the mural is the picture of Ling Luoyu being killed by Mo Xuanchen.

It seemed that the end of the whole thing ended with her death in his hands.

And this ending is exactly consistent with her destined ending!

Mo Xuanchen turned his head and looked at her faintly without saying a word.

She smiled with a bright eyes: "It's just a painting!"
Chapter completed!