Star Dome Railway: The opening performance of Taixu Sword God

Chapter 152 This woman is also a talent!

After the two foreign players came on stage.

Yan freed his hands and walked to another part of the museum.

It's very secluded here.

Beside the corner, an old man stood with his hands behind his back in a daze.

His cloudy eyes were already in a trance, silently staring at the empty space in the corner.

It seems that there should be some exhibits here.

"Old man, I'm here! Which thief dares to covet my private property? Give me the coordinates and I'll kill him right now!" Yan put his hands in his pockets and walked to the old man domineeringly.

The old man named Yu Erdan turned around slightly and said with a faint smile:

"Executor, the collection to be replenished this time was not stolen, but..."

"But what?" Yan raised his eyebrows.

"But... I haven't finished the painting yet."

"..."

Yan took a deep breath:

"Aren't we exhibiting cultural relics? Paintings that are painted by others are also considered cultural relics?"

Yu Erdan smiled:

"Haha, this painting is by the master Rebini. Mr. Executive Officer, he still owes the general area three paintings."

Seeing that Yan still looked suspicious, Yu Erdan continued to explain:

"This painter came from the Belloberg School of Art and is a representative figure of today's 'Itinerant Art School'. It can be said that he is a giant in the Belloberg painting circle."

Yan raised his eyebrows and said:

"It's like that, a living legend?"

Yu Erdan nodded:

"It can be understood, Mr. Executive Officer. Now that the inside and outside of the comprehensive area are fully open, we must at least supplement the exhibits in this area."

Hear the words.

Yan nodded, took out an AK from his pocket, and grinned viciously:

"I understand, I'm going to take him over now and watch him paint! This museum is owned by labor, so he owes labor! If he can't finish the painting, he can't help but want to get out alive!!"

"Wait, don't, don't be impulsive, Mr. Executive Officer!"

Seeing Yan holding an AK and looking like he was about to rush out for a fight, Yu Erdan quickly jumped and hugged his thighs:

"Actually, it's just that the manuscript was submitted a little late. There is no need to be so tough!"

"Don't hold me! Tell me where that guy is. Don't worry, I will be very gentle. I will definitely be very gentle hahahaha...!!"

"Is it true... Then, Mr. Executive Officer, just go to the snowy fields on the outskirts of the city and look for it, eh... don't, don't run so fast!!"

After hearing the key words "snow fields on the outskirts of the city", Yan immediately grabbed his AK and rushed out like lightning!

He dashed down the hall and past the door.

While firing in the air, he ran towards the Belloberg wall like a mad dog.

The children at the museum's fountain pool saw Yan jumping up and onto the fountain pool, then leaping high again to the top of the building in the distance. They couldn't help but clapped their hands and exclaimed:

"Mom, Superman! I saw Superman!"

The child’s mother scolded:

"You kid, your eyes are blurred by playing games every day! Those are obviously the terrorists who robbed the museum. Didn't you see that they still have guns in their hands?"

"Then...then why don't these Iron Guards chase after them?"

"Can they catch up? Can you try to catch one?"

"……Oh."

"Alas." The mother held the child, glanced at the museum, and left in the opposite direction.

She held her child while walking on the avenue, and sighed:

"Why are the Iron Guards so stubborn now? They just gave up without even chasing them... It's better to go back to the lower area. It doesn't matter if you can't enter this museum, it's really tough."

"What, robbing a museum?"

At this time, a white-haired girl sitting by the fountain and eating ice cream opened her eyes wide.

After hearing what the mother said, she realized that the man just now was a terrorist.

Although it seems a bit familiar.

Kiana stood up immediately:

"It seems now is not the time to fish!"

In the eyes of a large group of people around the fountain pool. Kiana suddenly stepped on the ground! The whole person shot out like an arrow from a string, chasing the direction in which the black shadow left.

"Wow, Mom! It's another terrorist! Look, look!" the child on the side exclaimed.

"Child, what are you talking about? This is obviously Superman!"

"Ah?" The child couldn't help but raise his head, looked at his mother who was holding his hand, and asked doubtfully:

"Mom, how do you distinguish between a terrorist and a superman?"

The old mother slapped the boy on the forehead and said angrily: "Stupid, isn't the guy in black a thief? Isn't the guy who chases him after him Superman? Isn't the only thing you can do when watching TV is to see your eyes at 900 degrees?! From now on! Stop watching TV! Don’t play games on your mobile phone, just study hard!"

"..."

While the child was in a daze, the mother looked at the direction Kiana was leaving and murmured:

"Okay, since someone is chasing someone in the upper area, I reluctantly admit that they are not that aggressive. Come on, kid, let's go in and take a walk."

The old mother turned around with her child and walked towards the entrance of the museum again.

……

Belloberg city fringe.

Kiana stepped on the city wall and jumped up!

At that moment, she was as light as a bird.

Although the figure of the terrorist could no longer be seen, she vaguely remembered the general direction.

"Hey!" Suddenly, Kiana's eyes darkened.

The whole person fell from the sky.

There were two faint energy links on his body, one coming from the direction where the terrorists were escaping, and it suddenly broke.

The other one came from Belloberg behind him. It was emitting a very weak light and jumping straight.

……

in the museum.

Otto stood there quietly, his gentle image and magnetic voice carrying unparalleled charm.

Many tourists felt that it was a pleasure to listen to him introduce these exhibits one by one.

Although he occasionally flipped through the information in his hand, it didn't feel unprofessional at all.

“Ka——!!”

"Ok?"

Suddenly, a small sound caught Otto's attention.

He looked towards the front desk of the lobby, where a fiery red sword was lying quietly.

Under Otto's vision, the long sword separated into two energy chains, one connected to himself and the other connected to the outside.

"Eh? Where did she go?" The blond man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Otto, why don't you speak? Keep going!" A tourist reminded him when he saw Otto was stunned.

"Haha...sorry sorry~"

……

After a period of time.

A girl covered in mud walked into the museum dejectedly.

After Alice saw it, she quickly stepped forward to greet her:

"Kiana, you...what's wrong with you? No, when did you go out? Aren't you supposed to be leading tourists around?"

"Uh..." Kiana avoided the topic awkwardly and said with a guilty conscience:

"I-I'm fine...I heard that a thief stole something from the museum. I have to catch him!"

With that said, the girl with a muddy face walked to the front desk, grabbed the Skyfire sword that was connecting her, and then rushed out.

The whole process was so fast that Alice didn't even react.

After a period of time.

"puff--!!"

Under the gaze of all the tourists, Otto's eyes darkened, and dizziness suddenly struck him, making him weak and fall to the ground.

He knelt on the ground and looked towards the front desk with a solemn expression.

It was empty there.

The Heavenly Fire Sword, which transmitted the energy needed for his existence, had disappeared at this time.

"how come……?"

His voice became extremely hoarse, and his body loomed, on the verge of disappearing.

"Mr. Otto, what's wrong with you?!"

"Ambulance! Ambulance!"

"You're dead! There's a dead person in the museum!"

……

Chapter 153: Yaoniwi, you can just draw it for me

Boots crunched on the snow.

There was a faint sound.

Yan walked silently in the snow, looking for the painter.

"Belloberg's landscape painting...Landscape painting, hiss, landscape painting...? Couldn't it be all snow?" Yan scratched his head.

Although the star core has disappeared and most of the glaciers have been cracked, it still snows here from time to time.

Although the amount of snowfall is not as shocking as before, there is still such a thin layer under Yan Huan's feet at this moment.

After being trampled by shoes, faint footprints will be left.

Yan stood on the edge of a cliff and looked into the distance, like a white world covered with snow.

It's been snowing continuously a few days ago, and now it's almost completely white. No matter how you paint the scenery, isn't it always white?

"Hey, there's someone there."

In the corner of his eye, there was a small figure standing in the distance.

That's another cliff edge.

Yan Huan walked over and the scene in front of him gradually became clearer. He saw a drawing board in front of the figure.

"Good boy, it's you!"

As Yan approached, the man also heard footsteps coming from behind, so he looked back.

The two looked at each other.