"But then I accidentally thought of this, and then I thought about the things that happened today, and then I felt that things were not so simple!"

Turning his head, Lu Ming looked at Ling Luoyu and Mo Xuanchen, leaning over, his eyes became much more subtle.

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

Feng Chenglin drooled dryly at the moment: "To be honest, if it was me, I also think there is a ghost in this matter, it's a **** ghost!"

He has seen the world too!

But now this thing makes him feel very strange.

He raised his hand and stroked the mural on the wall.

"Three young masters, what do you think?"

"Fantastic, incredible, weird... This is how I feel now!" Ling Luoyu's voice was very flat, and there was no ups and downs.

But the evaluation given is the same as Feng Chenglin's mind.

"Yeah, I think it's weird too..." He took a step back and looked around: "I saw it just now, these murals are dated, not newly painted, but... how is this possible?!"

On the mural in front of them, a lot of people and things were painted in a mess.

But between these chaotic images, there are two people who are very familiar to them.

Those two people are none other than others.

It was him and Ling Luoyu.

The weirdest thing is that it is at the very front of the mural, where the whole mural begins.

The picture depicted there turned out to be when he and Ling Luoyu first met.

As the murals spread, the story between him and Ling Luoyu expanded little by little until Mo Xuanchen appeared.

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

If it is not personal experience, how can there be such a real picture?

Can

How could it be personal experience? !

Could it be that there is an inexplicable transparent person beside them.

This person observes their every move until they turn their story into a mural, frozen here? ?

This is so weird!

Weirdly inexplicable!

"When was this painting painted? Who painted him?" Mo Xuanchen asked.

"I don't know! Maybe God will know!" Lu Ming's eyes have been staring at them, observing the changes in their appearances.

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

"I didn't think it was unusual before, but after you appeared, I also thought of this mural unintentionally, and I felt that in some things, you and this mural had an inexplicable fit, so I thought things were a bit weird, why? Like? Is there something wrong with this mural?"

Mrs. Lian has also been observing them, and now she can see the clue and take a deep breath.

"You...and this mural, no, is there really... similarities?"

"No!" Ling Luoyu Danshui glanced at them without a trace, and smiled indifferently: "We just think that this mural is a bit interesting, and the pictures depicted seem to be a continuous and complete story..."

With that said, his eyes turned to the back of the mural.

There, was the last thing she 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 when she died at his hands.

And this ending is exactly in line with her destined ending!

Mo Xuanchen turned his head and looked at her faintly without speaking.

She smiled: "It's just a painting!"