Princess Against the World

In short, the meaning of Lu Ming and Mrs. Lian is very clear.

—This mural suddenly appeared within three months!

"Three months?" Feng Chenglin looked at the mural again and frowned: "Judging from the color and mottled traces, it has been more than 30 years, how could it be only three months?"

In theory, frescoes cannot lie.

The traces of its time are here.

But given the current situation of Luming and Mrs. Lian, there is no need to lie to them.

"I know it's unbelievable, but it's true. I came here three months ago. At that time, the mural was still a hunting picture. As for when it became such a picture, I'm not sure, but it can be For sure, his change is definitely within three months!"

When Lu Ming spoke, his expression was serious, his eyes were firm, and he didn't even look like he was lying.

Mrs. Lian was also talking: "It's because I think it's incredible that I brought you here to see what's going on, because we both have an intuition..."

Said the two of them looked at each other and looked at the mural again.

"We all feel that the characters in the mural are you!"

It's a wonderful feeling, and they can't tell why.

It may be intuition, or it may be destined.

"Miss Ling, I saw your expressions just now. You were also very shocked when you saw this painting, but you haven't seen its original image, so it's not the changes in it that are shocked, but the painting itself. Content…"

And this is the reason why they invited Ling Luoyu and others to visit.

"Mr. Mo, until now, we sincerely hope that you can be honest with us..."

Mo Xuanchen's eyes turned cold: "What kind of honesty do you want?"

"We just want to know, are the characters on this mural related to you?"

"How about relevant? What about irrelevant?"

"…"

A simple rhetorical question seemed to give Lu Ming a lot of affirmation.

He walked quickly to the end of the mural and pointed hard at the girl who was killed.

"If it is related to you, then this mural has a certain meaning. The girl in the meaning will die, but we don't know whose hands she will die. At present, we don't know who this girl is..."

That's what he said, but his eyes were focused on Ling Luoyu.

Obviously, he also guessed... This girl is Ling Luoyu.

Feng Chenglin looked at Mo Xuanchen and Ling Luoyu quietly, and did not speak.

Mo Xuanchen smiled lightly, still calm and calm: "What if this person... to be precise about the content of this painting, the story of the entire mural, is about us?"

"…"

Neither Lu Ming nor Madam Lian thought that they would simply acquiesce.

They were all stunned in an incredible way, momentarily absent-minded.

Ling Luoyu smiled: "What do you mean by showing us this painting? Does it mean that I will... die like this painting is metaphorical?"

"Could it be that you..." Mrs. Lian gasped, she seemed to understand something, she was shocked, and she didn't even know what to say next.

Lu Ming was also extremely shocked, staring at them with a pair of eyes.

"You, you, do you...you all know the painting, the content of the painting...?"