Xila raised her eyebrows, turned her head to look at the frosty-faced girl next to her, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha, you are the first one to reject me."
Li Zhining just asked lightly: "The first one?"
Xiela didn't know what he thought of. His smile suddenly stopped and he held his chin in his hand, "It's such an unpleasant topic. You know, I hate being rejected."
Li Zhining: "I don't know."
Xi La refused to give up and followed the temptation: "Although I am the god of the West and you are from the East, there is no god in the East, and no one can realize your wish. Are you really not interested in hearing about my deal? You really just need to For a small price, you can see everything."
Li Zhining paused in his painting movements: "What price?"
Xi La finally got her energy up and said enthusiastically: "I only need you to give up a little bit of your soul. For you, this is like pulling out a hair. It doesn't hurt at all, and it won't hurt you at all." What impact does it have?"
Li Zhining sneered, "If you need to trade with your soul, isn't that a devil?"
Xila was slightly disgusted, "Don't compare that dirty thing to me."
The painting in Li Zhining's hand has been completed.
She put down the gouache and placed the painting before Xi Lalai in front of her.
The roses in the painting are so delicate that they look like they have been kissed by an angel.
The girl next to her was dressed exactly like Xiela, with pretty red lips and bright eyes.
The only difference from Xiela next to her was that her broad hat was lifted.
After seeing the face in the album, Xila's pupils shrank slightly, and she turned to look at Li Zhining with a sharp gaze, "Have you awakened your memory?"
Li Zhining half-smiled: "You want a piece of my soul, but you found out that I haven't awakened yet, and you want to make it impossible for me to awaken again. But I don't want it."
Xila's expression changed slightly, and she suddenly thought of a possibility, "Have you met Shi Ling?"
She turned to leave.
However, Li Zhining said coolly: "Come when you want, and leave when you want?" Xila was not sure how awakened she was, so she tilted her head to look at her, "What else? Will I stay and be a model for you?"
Li Zhunning poked her eyes with the gouache. Xi La sneered and raised her hand to slap her away. However, at this moment, Li Zhning suddenly turned his hand and lifted her hat.
Under the wide black brim, there is an oriental face with European and American makeup.
The scene at this moment is exactly the same as the painting Li Zhining painted just now.
Xila raised her hand to pick up the hat from the air, then put it on her head, threw the rose in her hand towards Li Zhongning, and then disappeared.
The rose was like an arrow piercing towards Li Zhongning's heart. There was no way to avoid it, so she could only reach out and grab the branches of the rose.
There was a sharp sting in the palm of my hand, and blood fell in beads.
She pulled out the rose thorns without frowning, threw the flowers into the trash can containing painting scraps, and took out a few paper towels to wipe the blood on her palms.
She picked up the album and opened a page.
This painting is almost the same as the one she gave to Shi Ling.
But the only difference was that the back she gave Shi Ling was about to turn around.
And she looked back with a startled glance.
She gently stroked the cold and compassionate face in the album with her fingertips, as if looking at the only god in the sky, "Who said I have no god in the East..."
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good night
Come on, those who are taking the postgraduate entrance exam tomorrow!
Everyone you see comes ashore!
