Star Dome Railway: The opening performance of Taixu Sword God

"...Who are you?" Rebini asked first.

Yan did not answer, but approached and silently took out an AK from his arms.

"Hey hey hey...what do you want to do! Don't come over here! Are you saying you want to hijack my paintings?"

Rebini quickly retreated in panic, gradually retreating to the edge of the cliff.

Yan was holding an AK and took a look at the drawing board as he passed by.

I couldn't help but say:

"Oh ho, the painted sky?"

"Ok?"

Hearing someone Yan comment on his painting, the painter Rebini became talkative in an instant:

"Friends, this is not an ordinary sky. I named it 'Morning Sun'. How about it? Doesn't it have a different artistic conception?"

What is painted on the drawing board is a burning cloud.

It seems that one early morning, the sun shines through the clouds and mist on the land of Belloberg.

The fiery red clouds and the snow-white city formed a sharp contrast.

Yan held up the AK, stared at the painting and said hesitantly, "Do you think you have finished the painting or not?"

Hearing this, Rebini immediately puffed up his chest:

"I'm done. I'm sure I'm done! I've reached the full completion mark!"

"Oh."

Yan's eyes fell on Rebini's face again, and he raised the AK to his torso:

"What the hell, there are two more paintings? Huh? Now this guy only has one!! I have already opened all the comprehensive areas, where is your painting?!"

"Huh? Comprehensive area?!"

Rebini was stunned for a moment, then reacted:

"Oh, oh! Are you sent by the museum to urge manuscripts? I thought it was something!"

"?"

Under Yan's puzzled gaze, the man suddenly became arrogant, swaggering past Yan Huan with his hands behind his back, then put his hands on the drawing board, turned around and said with a smile:

"I can't push my paintings. If you push me too hard, the inspiration will run away~"

……

"Da-da-da--!!"

From the edge of the cliff, there was a series of gunfire.

Rebini squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, shivering, and there were a series of craters at his feet!

Someone in front of Yan smiled ferociously and said:

"Who are you talking to? Why did you suddenly pull me up! Let me tell you, there is no such thing as procrastination here. Now, draw for me immediately!!"

Rebini raised his head anxiously, his heart pounding and his voice cords trembling:

"But, what I said is true. If you coerce me, it will seriously affect my state! And... who are you, why are you so rude. Wait... you seem familiar."

As Yan approached step by step, Rebini was filled with fear and kept moving back.

During this process, his mind was desperately trying to recall information about the man in front of him.

Suddenly, Rebini had an idea and finally remembered who the man in front of him was.

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his heart was in his throat, and his whole body was trembling with fear:

"Holy shit, shit, shit, shit... you are the executive officer! You, you, you... why did you come to urge the manuscript yourself!!"

The person who came to the snowy plains on the outskirts of the city to push for the manuscript was actually Executive Officer Belloberg, who was inferior to one person but superior to ten thousand people? !

You know, below Cocolia, only Bronya is on the same level as him.

Not only did he solve the star core by himself, he was also the MVP in the incident of saving Beloberg!

If the Buddha stands in the way, the Buddha will be killed; if the god stands in the way, the god will be killed.

Now, he actually came to him with an AK in his hand and came to urge him to submit the manuscript in person!

"Stop blabbering. Either let me see all the paintings today, or I'll kill you. It's your choice!!" Yan said sternly.

"No... Sir Executive Officer!! I'm not lying! You forcing me like this really affects my creative spirit!"

Rebini kept retreating in fear, until she reached the edge of the cliff.

One step further is the abyss.

"What does your creative spirit have to do with me?"

"Moreover."

Yan raised his eyebrows and said:

"How many of the tourists who come to the museum know how to draw? It's enough to be able to draw something good. The worst is to send people to hype it up. Even if your drawing skills are not good, as long as you have a reputation, those people will still brag about it!"

"No, how can there be such a thing!"

"Hey, there are so many of them. Have you heard that the clown is in the palace and the master is wandering? As long as the hype is good, the paintings of blind chickens can be called abstract art!"

"Executive Officer, please don't embarrass me. I admit that it was my fault for delaying the manuscript... If you give me a few more days, will I do my best?"

No matter how hard Rebini begged, Yan Huan had no intention of compromising.

He just wanted to fill the vacancies of the few paintings in the museum so that they would not hinder his income. As for whether the paintings had souls or something.

Do ordinary tourists care about this?

There may be knowledgeable people who can see some clues, but so what.

You have to buy a ticket to see the painting!

"Executor, I feel that you are thinking of something very rude." Rebini raised his hands and knelt on the snow, pleading:

"Please forgive me for a few more days! I, Rebini, swear to the spirits of the great guardians in the past that I will do my best and never delay a manuscript again!"

Pah--!!

Suddenly, Yan seemed to have stepped on something.

When he looked down, he saw a blond man.

Yan looked at his clothes, his eyes widened, and he even put down his AK:

"Should I wipe it, Bishop? Why are you here? I'm sorry to step on your face, but what...are you okay?"

After Yan Huan moved her feet away, Otto wiped the shoe prints off his face and slowly sat up:

"Haha, it's not a big deal. It's just that the energy supply link is broken, and my body will automatically restructure and reset with you."

"what?"

Yan scratched his head and said doubtfully:

"Aren't my God Keys still in the museum? They are spiritually connected to me, and you are the same within its scope. Skyfire can cover the entire upper area of ​​Beloberg."

Otto stood up slowly:

"Then you have to ask someone."

……

at this time.

Somewhere thousands of miles away from Belloberg.

A white-haired girl was holding a Skyfire sword, shivering in the cold wind.

She couldn't help but sneeze.

"Ah sneeze——!!"

"This...where is this? He is running this way."

"I...I shouldn't run wrong, right?" Looking at the vast white field in front of her, Kiana fell into deep thought.

……

Chapter 154 Is it really going to go out of business? Sorry, you would never want to do this

Cliff edge.

Yan bent forward, pointed at Rebini with his finger, and said with a cruel smile:

"I'm warning you, if you delay the manuscript again, you won't be able to enjoy the juice! Do you remember?"

"I know, I know..." Rebini knelt on the ground, terrified:

"I will definitely listen to the executive officer, be a good person, and never delay a manuscript again! If I do it again, you can come and kill me yourself!!"

"Yo Xi, a boy can be taught." Yan nodded with satisfaction, took down the scroll on the side, and threw it to Otto.

"Master Bishop, let's go back and put this thing up so we can promote it again!"

Otto grabbed the scroll and smiled:

"Oh? Why don't you go look for Kiana? Maybe she is really lost?"

"It's okay. As long as we don't leave this planet, we can find you after work! My baby Tianhuo and I are sentient, so don't panic."

"Oh. I see."

……

Beloberg.

After passing the administrative district square, Yan stepped into the museum.

After Otto handed the scroll to Urdan, it turned into a point of light and disappeared.

Ask why.

……

"Okay, all three of you are gone, making it hard for me to find you!" Perla stood aside and stared at Yan angrily.

Because Yan Huan and the other two people all left, the museum fell into chaos.

After Pella found out, he quickly mobilized a group of iron guards to temporarily attack.

The bishop is not needed now.

"Hey, since Iron Guard can help, who else should we hire?" Yan seemed to have discovered a new world.

"Bah! Is this how the Iron Guards are used? Don't they have to worry about their own tasks and spend all day playing with you in the museum?"

Yu Erdan on the side was holding a scroll. After looking at it for a while, he nodded with satisfaction:

"Well, Mr. Executive Officer, this painting is very good! If you put it in the exhibition area, people will be full of praise."

"Pull him down." Pella narrowed her eyes and said:

"If we let them continue playing, I think this museum should close down!"

Yan Huan is a lunatic, March is unreliable, and now there is only one Dan Heng who has never been here.

Perla felt that compared to the previous two people, Dan Heng looked more reliable.

Speaking of which, this museum is actually just an errand used by the two guardians to deliver money to the train set. As a result, even the money delivery project has been turned into such a ghost.

Is it possible?

"Miss Pera, you don't have to be so excited!" Yan spread his hands and said:

"This is just a small accident. Believe me, we will definitely become bigger and stronger and create greater glory!"

"Oh, where do you get your confidence?"

"If it doesn't work, I'll put Taixu Sword God Kai Belloberg on top! If they don't come to visit, I'll let the sword fall and everyone die together!"

"..."

Pella silently walked to Yan Huan, held his hand, and said softly: