Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"I said, brother Xiaoqian, are you usually so reckless?"

Looking at Lu Xiaoqian who was blocking his eyes with both hands, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't see again, Wang Xuebin shook his head helplessly.

"I just told you to follow me, don't look blindly, don't look blindly at you, do you think I'm joking with you?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Lu Xiaoqian couldn't help but move his hands down slightly to cover his face. Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin suddenly became dumbfounded

"Heh! Look at how you care about your head and disregard your buttocks!"

As Wang Xuebin said, he bent down and helped Lu Xiaoqian up.

"You are also fateful, thanks to the fact that I just cleaned it up this morning, otherwise, your little life would have to be accounted for here!"

Standing up slowly, Lu Xiaoqian, who still had lingering fears in his heart, still didn't dare to open his eyes, swallowed forcefully, and asked in a dry voice:

"Brother Bin, what the hell is going on here? My chest is so tight right now, I've been wanting to do it all the time."

"Just do what you want!"

Wang Xuebin couldn't help but rolled his eyes, twitched the corner of his mouth, and shook his head.

"If you wait longer, believe it or not, you can spit out your sphincter"

"vomit"

Hearing this, Lu Xiaoqian couldn't help but bent down again.

""

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin shook his head helplessly, helped him into the room, slipped a stool with him, and helped him sit down carefully.

In the room, one painting after another is like hideous eyes, staring at everyone who walks into the room.

Although Lu Xiaoqian has never dared to open his eyes, he still has a feeling of being on his back.

"Brother Bin, what is this evil thing in the house?"

"painting!"

"painting?!"

"Yes, it's painting, oil painting!"

As Wang Xuebin said, he picked up a painting casually, unfolded it and looked at it, and it became a ball again, and threw it to the corner of the wall full of balls of canvas.

"These paintings are my reproduction and interpretation of the world for more than six years, and each painting contains an unimaginable amount of information!

The you just now are the physiological stress response caused by the inability of the brain to recognize, accept, and process these information.

Thanks to the short time, and the newly added information in the room is not too much, otherwise, your simple little head will burn out."

"Me? Simple?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Lu Xiaoqian seemed a little unconvinced, put his hands down, but still didn't dare to open his eyes.

"Isn't it simple? If it's not simple, tell me, what is a silly girl? By the way, you can open your eyes."

Wang Xuebin asked casually while sorting out the messy debris on the table.

Hearing this question, Lu Xiaoqian couldn't help but paused, opened his eyes tentatively, and saw that the horrible scene just now did not appear again, so he felt relieved, looked at Wang Xuebin, and answered:

"Silly girl, Chinese brand mobile phone, 2060 model, of course it is a mobile phone!"

Lu Xiaoqian answered as a matter of course, stood up slowly while supporting the chair, looked at Wang Xuebin, and wanted to know if the other party had other answers.

"Mobile phone! Have you ever seen a mobile phone like this?"

Lu Xiaoqian was taken aback by Wang Xuebin's words, but it was only for a moment, and he replied conveniently:

"The technology of 2060, the ones that traveled through time and space to come to us must be different from the current mobile phones!"

"I don't mean she's different"

As Wang Xuebin said, he threw the sundries in his hands into the trash can, patted the dust that didn't exist on his hands, turned his head to look at Lu Xiaoqian, raised his eyebrows and asked meaningfully:

"But she said she is a mobile phone, do you believe it?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Lu Xiaoqian was stunned, looked at Wang Xuebin, stumbled and said:

"No, why don't I believe it? Isn't it just a mobile phone?"

"Huh phone?"

Wang Xuebin stepped forward two steps, crossed his legs and sat on the cleared table, leaned slightly, looked at Lu Xiaoqian, and said softly:

"Don't you want to know how to postpone the end?

To tell you the truth, the only way is to rely on the mobile phone in your mouth! "

Chapter 693 Two Methods and One Choice

"Silly girl"

Lu Xiaoqian murmured, his face full of complicated nostalgia, he found You Suowei a few days ago, and wanted to pay 1000 million yuan, just to see the silly girl.

It's a pity that You Suowei flatly refused, his tone was very firm, and there was no room for negotiation.

The distraught Lu Xiaoqian was wandering in the street, if he hadn't happened to meet Xiao Li who was taking Zhu Bajie out for dinner, he wouldn't know where he would be

"The only way"

"Yes, the only way!"

Wang Xuebin nodded, sighed lightly, waved his left hand, and a pitch-black oil painting flew over.

He stopped the oil painting, stood up and spread it on the table, stretched it vigorously, and waved at the trembling Lu Xiaoqian.

"Come here, it's okay!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's assurance, Lu Xiaoqian walked over cautiously, looked at the oil painting that was spread flat on the table, but protruded so big, without the slightest aesthetic feeling, and couldn't help frowning.

"How much paint did you use for this painting?"

"Twenty kilograms, don't look at it as black, in fact, when I painted it, I used more than 1 basic colors!"

Looking at the paintings on the table that exude a decaying atmosphere all the time, Wang Xuebin said casually:

"More than 1 colors are mixed and reacted on the canvas, and the colors are so rich that they cannot be counted!"