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"I won't let him hurt you." Zongtong said solemnly.

Jian Xifei smiled and squeezed his hand: "The jumping clown is nothing to be afraid of." He looked up at the sky worriedly, "What I'm really worried about is the sky fortress..."

Before he finished speaking, a rainbow suddenly appeared in the sun.

The rainbow is very small, like a wisp of colorful smoke, swimming in front of my eyes, like a vigorous young dragon.This wisp of smoke and dust is very thin, and it only looks colorful under the refraction of the sun. If combined, it is almost the quality of an earring.

Jian Xifei touched his earlobe thoughtfully, but it was empty.

"Your studs?!" Zongtong pointed at the wisp of colorful smoke in surprise.

Jian Xifei has been wearing a plastic earring since he was very young. Anyone who knows the true identity of the earring will understand that it is not cheap at all, because it has another name.

Supreme God Stone.

According to legend, it is a wishing stone for conscripting soldiers for Emperor Yu, longevity for Ito, and wealth for Zonghu.

Although the history is not as peculiar as the myths and legends, the Supreme God Stone is indeed more than just a mortal stone.It is a drop of painstaking efforts of colorful gem people, representing a once sincere and false promise.

The first time Jian Xifei explained the true origin of the Supreme God Stone to Zongtong under Cangyuan, the hands of the two accidentally touched the earrings together, resulting in a wonderful scene of colorful rainbows bursting into the sky. He didn't want to touch Jian Xifei's earlobe (this once made him feel very dissatisfied).

Now, without contact, the Supreme God Stone has transformed again.

This time it didn't have much fanfare, just a small, quiet puff of smoke.It wrapped three times around Jian Xifei's fingertips, and flew forward lightly.After flying for half a meter, it turned around and wrapped around Jian Xifei's fingertips again. This time it flew forward a full meter.

Back and forth, the movements of the colorful smoke were not rushed or slow, but Jian Xifei didn't move, it would always come back and gently pull.

"I think it tells us to follow it," Zong Tong said.

Jian Xifei's expression was complicated: "It's not it, it's him. There are hundreds of millions of clones of colorful gemstones, and every particle is him... The painter is here."

A person who paints a picture is a painter.

There are billions of people who paint in the universe, and there is only one who can be called a "painter" directly as a code name.

"The legendary Chiyin King's own son, the 'that' painter who holds the ghost fleet?" Zongtong asked solemnly. He had seen Jian Xifei's memory, and in his memory, the painter and his sister-Ning Yudi The relationship is not good.

If it was really a painter who came personally, it would definitely be more terrifying than some orc fighting among the stars.You must know that the Ghost Captain swept the Gamma Corridor with the Ghost Fleet, and after her death, the inheritance of the Ghost Fleet went to the artist.

What is the concept of Ghost Fleet?

To make the simplest analogy.There are [-] large and small battleships under the ghost fleet, and the weakest supply ship among them can destroy the sky fortress dominating the orc star with only one patrol team.And there are ten such patrol teams on the weakest supply ship.More powerful than the patrol team are the reconnaissance team, destroyer team, special operations team and so on.

All in all, it only takes the painter to blow up the orc star with a snap of his fingers.

That's why when Jian Xifei threatened Zhuzi and the profiteer that "the things are with the painter", the two heavenly knights dared not move.

Because of the ghost fleet, the painter's status is naturally respected in the Gamma Corridor. No matter which planet he visits, the old man will receive the highest level of reception, lest he be "snaked" if he is a little dissatisfied.

Such a terrifying force is often feared by people. Usually, organizations such as anti-alliances will be formed, and he will not feel at ease if he is not wiped out.

It is a pity that as we all know, painters are colorful gemstones.

It is also well known that people with colorful jewels are immortal.

Fortunately, the painter is just like his title. He likes to lead the ghost fleet to the corners of the universe to paint in his life. He doesn't like to interfere in the politics of various planets. If you ask him a hundred times, you will be kicked out a hundred times.In recent years, he has been traveling less. It is said that someone has seen him in a micro-service private tour in the marginal galaxy.

Over time, everyone got used to the existence of the Supreme Emperor—anyway, he couldn't kill him and couldn't beat him, so what can he do, just confess like the Emperor Zong.

"You go back first."

Facing a painter with unknown intentions, Jian Xifei didn't want Zong Tong to be in danger.The memory of Emperor Ning Yu was circling in his mind, it was all the resentment towards his younger brother at the end of life - why didn't you come?Why do you refuse to save the common people in the world?You are not worthy to be my aunt's son!coward!Bitch!

It is difficult for him to feel close to the painter.Even after awakening, he had been separated from Gemini's lineage surnamed Bai, even if he traveled through the Ghost Fleet several times, Jian Xifei had never seen Lan Xiaobao in reality.

"I won't go back." Zong Yi immediately walked forward, "Go and see," he pretended to be relaxed and smiled, "The famous ghost fleet! If the old painter is willing to help us, who are we afraid of?"

Finally went together.

The colorful smoke and dust fluttered, drifting across the creek, over the mountains, into the narrow alleys, into the houses.

Floating all the way to the palm of a white hand.

The colorful smoke and dust fell into the transparent white palm and melted into it instantly.A wind blew and lifted the hair ends of the man on the wicker chair, and there was a clanging sound of metal hitting.

Zong Tong saw the painter twice at Captain Ghost’s home and studio, this time was the same as those two times, the handsome boy on the wicker chair hadn’t changed at all in appearance, and thousands of years were like a breeze to him The mirror surface cannot make ripples.

His hair and pupils are colored, reflecting a faint jewel halo in the sun, other than that, there is no inhuman feature.Lan Xiaobao was sitting in the wicker chair, without a paintbrush in his hands, and there were two cups of tea brewed on the tea table in front of him.

He didn't come here to pick people up, he came here specifically to meet people.

Zong Tong and Jian Xifei followed the colorful smoke and dust into the small courtyard in the narrow alley, and Lan Xiaobao happened to turn his head.He looked at Jian Xifei for a while, and sighed with joy and melancholy: "Cousin..."

Jianxi flew for a while - Emperor Ning Yu is the matriarch of his blood, and the painter is naturally an elder: "Uncle painter, hello."

The painter smiled lightly, his pupils were deep and deep due to the complex colors, as if he could see the bottom of others' hearts at a glance: "You still refuse to forgive me, Sister Ning."

Zong Tong was horrified when he heard that, the painter's indifferent expression was clearly as if he was talking to Emperor Ning Yu, and the person in front of him was indeed Jian Xifei.

He hurriedly looked at Jian Xifei's expression, fortunately, Jian Xifei gave him a comforting look.Don't worry, my body was not taken away—although at the beginning, it was indeed only a little bit short.

"You are not her."

Jian Xifei and Zong Tong's eyebrow-eye lawsuit could not be hidden from Lan Xiaobao, he came to a conclusion with some regret, but he was not surprised.

The inheritance of the red-maned griffin was not originally for the purpose of taking possession, but the spirit of the descendants was too weak, so they were personally supervised by the seniors who "hate iron but not steel".Even if the body is really captured, the original consciousness will not be completely obliterated. When the original consciousness is strong enough, it can still regain its own body.

"I'm sorry," Jian Xifei changed the subject, "but I can answer your previous question, and I will also ask you a question on behalf of Emperor Yu—"

"Why don't you come?"

In the battle between Emperor Zong and the first Emperor Tianqi, and the battle where Emperor Ning Yu fell, if the painter had gone, the result would have been different.

When Jian Xifei asked this sentence, his brows were raised high, like that angry red-haired girl.The painter fell into a trance of memory again, he was silent for a long time before opening his mouth slowly.

"It is my fault,

sorry ma'am

I was... supposed to go. "

This is an apology spanning 800 years.An apology that one party regrets and dies with regret, and one party regrets that there is no place to express it for the rest of its life.

The raised brows of the Griffin slowly fell, and with every drop, the angry expression became less, and Jian Xifei's temperament became more.

Until the eyebrow peak was completely flat, the last trace of obsession left by Emperor Ning Yu also dissipated.

The painter looked at Jian Xifei, and seemed to be looking at another person through him, and said melancholy: "She is gone."

Jian Xifei rubbed the swollen eyebrows.

"Xiao Fei?"

After Emperor Ning Yu's obsession completely dissipated, Lan Xiaobao finally faced up to the only remaining red-maned griffin.Looking at his eyebrows and eyes that resembled Emperor Ning Yu, he softened his voice: "Are you still used to living? Do you want to go to the inner planet with uncle?"

The main ship of the Ghost Fleet is called the inner planet because it is similar in size to the planet and surrounded by other warships.Lan Xiaobao wants to take his cousin's only blood back home. As long as Jian Xifei agrees, he will be the young master of the ghost fleet.

Young Master of the Ghost Fleet!This is a temptation that 99% of creatures in the universe cannot refuse.

Zongtong subconsciously grabbed Jian Xifei's hand.

Jian Xifei politely refused: "Thank you uncle, but I am married and have to live in my husband's house."

Lan Xiaobao spread his hands regretfully.

On the palm of his hand is a glittering gold ring with a green number "1" arranged in pixels.

"I don't like this thing very much, you can use it."

As soon as the voice fell, the boy sitting on the rattan chair instantly turned into a cloud of colorful smoke and dust, which dissipated with the wind.As if he had never been here before, the ring was gently placed on the tea tray.

Zongtong didn't quite understand the meaning of the ring, so he twisted it up and looked at it curiously: "It's an antique style, what is it for? How can an elder give a ring to a junior?"

Jian Xifei's breathing became heavy, and he stared at the ring excitedly: "This is the ring that Captain Ghost gave as a betrothal gift back then. You don't understand? Hahaha, the contract of heaven is a betrothal—the person who holds the ring can let heaven The Qi Knights sent troops three times!"

Tianqi Knights, the strongest combat group on Tianqi Star.You can't beat the Zerg and you can't do the Ghost Fleet, but it's more than enough to clean up one or two Sky Fortresses.Lan Xiaobao was embarrassed to attack Sky Fortress—it was too bullying, but he couldn't ignore his hapless nephew, so he had no choice but to throw out this ring that he had long disliked.

The author has something to say: Lan Xiaobao hates rings for a reason.This ring is the proposal ring given by his mother to his original partner, and he got married with his father later, so the son naturally didn't like it, so he took the opportunity to throw it away~