The Demon Lord of the Shadow Queen

These things they have no right to see.

An Ruoshui didn't feel much at the moment, she just felt that these traffickers should really catch Ling Chi and put her to death, but she just thought so, and by the way, she made some more money for charity activities.

"What do you have for dinner?" An Ruoshui waited for a long time before Luo Xuange spoke to him, so she had to ask Luo Xuange.

Master Luo stared intently at a painting on the TV screen at the moment, and said to An Ruoshui, "This painting..."

"Huh? It was painted by a folk painter 800 years ago. It was collected by a wealthy businessman not long ago. What's wrong?" Why is Xuange curious about this painting, she also deliberately searched the Internet to find the specific information of the gang fight.

Luo Xuange was silent for a long time, and finally smiled relievedly: "That was painted by me."

"!!"

An Ruoshui immediately found the picture of the painting, pointed to the appearance of the painting on the screen, and asked Luo Xuange repeatedly: "It's really you who painted it? ?"

"Well, I didn't expect it to be preserved to this day." Luo Xuange was full of disbelief when he saw this painting. Extraordinary praise.

And…

Luo Xuange's eyes changed slightly, and there were hidden magic tricks in the painting. At that time, she practiced magic skills, so the magic tricks handed down from her parents can only be learned. On the seventh and eighth floors, the essence behind her practiced the magic art, and she did not have the strong internal strength to go to practice, and she was unwilling to break the inheritance of the magic formula here, so she painted those formulas in the painting, hoping People in later generations can discover the mystery and carry forward the inner strength of her Phantom Sect, but unfortunately... her Phantom Sect was disbanded shortly after her death.

"I, can I get that painting back?" Luo Xuange has no magic power in his body now, so he can re-practice the magic teaching internal power. Seventh or eighth floor, but now that she saw the essence of the formula in front of her, her desire to practice again became stronger and stronger.

An Ruoshui actually didn't want Luo Xuange to have much connection with her past life, because that would give her the illusion that Luo Xuange would always leave.

But looking at Luo Xuange's eager expression for the painting at the moment, An Ruoshui's heart moved slightly, and finally nodded: "I asked my eldest brother to help contact the rich businessman. As for whether I can buy it back, I can't guarantee that either."

The author has something to say: Sorry, I couldn't update yesterday. Make up today, love you guys~

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