Vol 2 Chapter 2147: Feng and oil painting

Chapter 2147 Feng and Oil Painting
The world inside the shell, the kingdom of Saint Isa.
A group of young girls wearing Lutheran uniforms strolled in the sun and talked with joy about the news of the recent elections.
"By the way, I heard that the Pope attaches great importance to this election and will come to the scene."
"It's not surprising that in the past elections, the Pope will also come? After all, this is an event to choose a saint."
"But in the past, the Pope was the last one to appear. This election was just the beginning.
"It is true that the Pope is always busy. I heard last month that the Lord had received a shrine to the Idia mine to stop the disaster. Yesterday, I learned from the church newspaper that the Pope was preparing to lead people to the heretical machine country. , Spread the gospel. "
"With such a gentle Lord Pope, the holy religion will flourish ... I have now begun to look forward to the congregation."
During the talk of the "Alternate Virgins", a blonde woman carrying a painting tool stopped suddenly.
"Sister Feng, what's the matter with you?" The girl, who was holding her hands with the blonde woman, asked in confusion.
The blonde woman known as 'Sister Feng' smiled: "Nothing, suddenly I remember that I have several paints that are especially suitable for blending with Shengxing Blue, but I didn't bring them out. I'll go back and get them now."
The girl looked at the other ‘Alternate Saints’, and looked at Sister Feng again. After a moment of hesitation, she nodded and said,
Well, let ’s go to Yidu Church and wait for you.

Today they are gathered together to make Sister Feng draw the most beautiful sacred paintings, which will be presented to the Archbishop. So, even if it is the details of the pigment, they hope to get the best.
Master Feng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll be back soon."
After all, Feng Feng, carrying a painting tool about the size of her half body, turned her head and walked towards the street where she lived.
However, what all the young girls didn't know was that although she was walking towards the residence, after a street, she suddenly disappeared, turned into a gust of wind, and immediately came to a lake in the suburbs.
When seeing a lake island on the lake, Master Feng's eyes lit up and he flew over to the lake island.
When he came to Huxin Island, Master Feng shook his head and exclaimed: "After coming to the Lutheran Church, the feeling of being explored became stronger, and the time to breathe a sigh of relief ... Fortunately, the suspected mystery cannot be Bypass the water. "
Only where there is water around, she feels relaxed physically and mentally.
After sighing at Huxin Island, she waved her hand gently, and an oil painting hidden in the space appeared in front of her.
This oil painting is a bust of a woman.
This woman is extremely beautiful, not only from the appearance, but even from the paper, she can feel her bones and her inner content are flawless.
Even if this painting was painted by himself, every time Feng Feng saw it, he still felt very excited.
After admiring the painting for a while, Feng Fengshi reached out his hand and touched the picture of the oil painting. Strangely, her fingers did not touch the paper, but instead penetrated into the painting and caused ripples in the space.
After a long while, a lazy, hoarse voice sounded from the painting: "My dear Feng, do you know what you are doing?"
"You are destroying art, you are disturbing me to paint! Even if you are my best friend, you need to pay for your recklessness."
After a while of silence, Feng shouted: "I'm sorry, I just want to tell you something eager to tell you that I didn't realize that my dear Ms. Rowling is painting. I will pay for my mistake, um ... a box Star paint? "
"Two boxes."
Feng was silent for a moment, and nodded a bit in pain: "Okay, two boxes. But when Ms. Luo Lin finishes painting, I hope to see your painting."
"That's natural. After all, you are the most famous painter in the pan-planar, Miraphael Feng."
The words fell, and the lady in the oil painting, as if alive, came out of the painting.
After standing, she first looked at the surrounding environment, forests, lakes, and the ancient city walls in the distance.
"I remember a year ago, for the mysterious thing, the kingdom of the heart that is still in the shell world. This is obviously not the kingdom of the heart ..." The elegant Ms. Rowling said, looking back behind her. Best friend Feng.
"Well?" Ms. Rowling saw a moment of frustration when she saw Feng, followed by a chuckle and laughed.
"I never thought that the well-known magic painting wizard had a hobby for women." Rowling covered her mouth and chuckled.
"No way, here is the Lutheran Church of St. Isa's Kingdom, only women are allowed to step in. I came here for a mysterious thing." Feng Man sighed helplessly, "I have no choice but to."
Rowling raised her eyebrows: "I can feel that you are not exclusive at all, it seems that you have benefited a lot from this image ~"
Feng coughed twice: "No, no."
Rowling can't believe that, as a former Queen of the Central Empire, even if she has become a soul, her ability to look at people still hasn't regressed. Feng, must have done some unscrupulous acts by relying on women's clothing.
Feng was chilled by the back of Rowling's eyes. In order to prevent her eyes from becoming more weird, she quickly shifted the topic and said, "I called you out this time because my spiritual sense told me that when I stayed at Xinghu Castle The inscription space is touched. "
Rowling gave a look of expression. After a long while, she lowered her head and sighed softly, "Xinghu Castle ... It's a far and familiar name."
After feeling emotion, Rowling looked at Feng: "The inscription space was touched, which means that my descendants have entered it?"
Feng nodded: "Yes, the spirituality you left behind was also triggered."
"That being said, that person should also have a near-spirit body." Rowling's eyes had a trace of reexamination emotion: "That is my bloodline descendants, it makes people inexplicable to think about it. I really hope to see him soon. "
Feng: "To see him, at least he has to be a gifted person."
Rowling: "Don't you keep the witch soup that increases the amount of mental power? If you can't take the extraordinary road after drinking the witch soup, then he is not qualified to see me."
After Rowling finished speaking, half of her figure got into the oil painting again: "You don't have to worry about my bloodline descendants again, unless, one day, he really finds me, then call me again."
After that, Rowling disappeared into the oil painting.
Feng shrugged and muttered in a low voice: "You were the one who called me obviously, as long as there was news of the inscription space, I will tell you. Now it looks like an indifferent look."
"I haven't returned to the painting yet ..." Rowling's voice came quietly from the girl's mouth in the painting.
Feng quickly shut up.
After a long while, Feng confirmed that Luo Lin had returned to the depths of the world in the painting, and she took a long breath.
He no longer talks about the inscription space, but looks towards the end of the sky, with a slight emotion in his eyes: "The mention of the inscription space reminds me of the old earth continent not far from the revelation continent ..."
"What you put there, do you want to recycle it? Lecton wanted it for a long time ... forget it, this is the fate of the book of Kyle."
"However, the key is in Odekras's hand, and the thing is placed there again. The entrance is still a secret door. Can anyone really get the key and find his way?" Feng was not convinced, but the book of Kyle As the top mystery, there should be nothing wrong.
"No matter what, if someone really gets that thing and can use it, it will surely shine endlessly."
"I will see you eventually."
After that, Feng frowned at the blond hair that drew in his ears.
"It's time to go back."
...
On the other side, Gondola left Xinghu Castle and set sail again.
"Why don't you stay?" Angell looked at the little Sam on the opposite side. "Xinghu Castle should be a good place for you right now."
"The castle is fine, but I don't see hope here." Little Sam said, then, glancing at Angler.
Then, I sneaked a second look ... a third look.
In the end, Little Sam didn't peek into it, but stared at Angel with a bright light, the whole expression was "I have something to say, ask me, ask me!"
Angel was silent for a moment, or the child said, "What do you want to say?"
Little Sam's eyes lit up immediately: "Mr. Pat, I saw Queen Rowling before and said that at a few specific points on the continent, you can wait for the extraordinary person who has taken the lead task. They will take me into the wizarding organization. really?"
"That's right." Angell simply explained what the guided mission meant to the various wizarding organizations. At the same time, it also shows that some wizarding organizations will not guide the talents in a peaceful way. If they encounter a black wizard, they will have to fight for a "nine-chamber blood fight" or something.
Little Sam: "So, can I join Mr. Pat's Wizarding Organization? Where can I find the leader of Mr. Pat's organization?"
Angel looked at the hopeful look of Little Sam, and groaned, "I don't know about this either. I didn't take the lead task, but I can help you ask."
Little Sam couldn't hide his excitement: "That's great!"
Angell didn't say anything, leaving Sam to be excited. He said he was going to ask, but in fact he already had the idea of ​​guiding Little Sam into the savage cave.
The reason why he did not immediately promise was simply because his mental strength had not been measured. If the witch soup is not enough, he doesn't need to be recommended.
Soon, Gondola left the mountains and headed towards the town of Polai, next to St. Sam ...
He said this time he came to St. Sam's because it was a benchmark for the Central Empire. In fact, his destination was the orphanage in Polai, where he would meet Frode.
It took them almost two minutes to reach the town of Polai.
Angel released a illusion, covering Gondola's trail, and landed in an alley.
After a while, Angel and Little Sam walked out of the alley.
Coming to the town of Bolai again, Angel was still convinced by the literary atmosphere here. Even if it is still early in the morning, he can still see the artist who rises in the morning, painting the rising sun on the bank of the river; there are people who practice on the roof, a beautiful wake up number; Smile passed by in front of them.
It's always here, not full of artistic atmosphere.
This is just a small town near the city of Saint-Sam. When you get to the city of Saint-Sam, you can feel more beautiful flowers blooming here.
Standing at the alley, Little Sam looked at this strange and familiar scene with some intimidating feelings of being close to home.
"Come on." Angel patted Sam's shoulder.
Little Sam nodded, followed behind Angel, and walked into the town under the early morning light.
"Mr. Pat, where are we going now?" Little Sam followed in step behind Angel and asked in confusion.
"Take you to dinner."
Since he is going to test his talents for Sam, it is natural that his physical condition must be the best. Otherwise, use the weak body to test the value of mental force, and the value may not be wrong, but the physical feedback caused by the mental force will not be able to bear.
After having dinner, Angell then brought little Sam to Thyssen Lane.
Thyssen Lane is still as gloomy as ever. Little Sam walks here, as if returning to the dark wind when he encountered the undead before.
At the end of Thyssen Lane is a run-down "Dream Orphanage" with the prefix missing.
"That's it. You can call this the Dream Orphanage, or the ... Nightmare Orphanage."
...
Anger and Little Sam walked through the temporarily-closed "Dawn Murder" illusion and went all the way to the run-down orphanage.
I saw Frode, who had been waiting.
In reality, Frode's figure is very solid, and he can't see the soul at all. At first, Little Sam even thought it was a person.
It wasn't until Frode passed through the wall without obstacles that Little Sam realized it was not right.
Frowd looked at the little Sam who was full of suspicion, and looked curiously at Angel: "Master, is he?"
"There were some special talents encountered halfway through." Angel was naturally embarrassed to say that he was lost, and said vaguely: "He didn't sleep all night. You took him to the room to rest, and I'll take him later Tell you. "
Frost nodded, looking at Little Sam, with a hint of intimacy he hadn't even noticed before: "Come with me."
After Frode and Little Sam left, Angel closed his eyes and went to the wilderness of dreams.
The place where he entered the wilderness of the dream was the top floor of the tree house bar, and he found a place at will, and Anger took out a transparent glass plate and logged into the mother tree network.
Soon, he found the information left for him in the trees.
"My dear brother, although I ca n’t go back to the old land with you, my heart is with you. This is the first time I have used the tree group, and I do n’t know if you will receive my message and not receive it. If that happens, Frode will tell. "
"By the way, I saw a guide to fragrance allegations in the tree group forum. The author is Ms. Liana. Is that the witch master I think? If so, does it mean that the wilderness of dreams has begun to be small Is it open? "
This is a message from elder brother Lyon.
Angell thought about it and told Lyon that the Wilderness of Dreams would be opened to a small extent at a tea party.
Lyon was not in the wilderness of dreams, nor could he get a reply within a short time, and Angel stood up and walked towards the door.
(End of this chapter)