Collapse, the Self-cultivation of Shura Field Experts

Seeing Yuexia's face, as if ready to die, Nian Lun couldn't help but smile. He put the cigarettes he'd previously given as a gift back into his bag. The two of them headed towards the milk tea shop.

Even in summer, night is about to fall.

After looking at several houses, Nian Lun didn't find anything he liked. Putting aside the fact that he was with Yuexia, his own standards were very high.

Nian Lun paid great attention to the overall decoration and lighting. Finally, he adjusted the layout to his liking, which was something he had done the last time he rented a house.

After all, when you return home with a tired heart, only seeing someone happy can bring you a sense of comfort.

And now there are two more "old acquaintances", so the house really needs to be more exquisite considering the area.

Nian Lun turned his head to glance at the well-behaved Yuexia beside him, then remembered that there was a virtuous wife waiting for him at home, and he always felt that it would be good to live like this.

Because of the house hunting, this place is already quite remote. So even the more popular drink shops are not popular.

"A kumquat lemonade with ice, and a strawberry sundae."

With a warm mood, Nian Lun quickly got the drink after paying and handed the sundae to Yuexia.

"Thank you, the ice cream is sweet and delicious." Yuexia licked it twice and then asked curiously, "Human, do you still remember these?"

"I feel like girls like sundaes nowadays, so I bought it. As long as you like it." Nian Lun said nonsense casually.

I almost got caught, it felt like muscle memory.

It’s really scary to think about it.

The two of them sat on the bench, chatting casually while also looking at where they might live in the future.

But for no reason, Yuexia suddenly held Nian Lun's hand and looked around quickly.

Yuexia looked a little strange, but she said nothing.

Nian Lun lowered his voice and asked, "What happened?"

"Please don't worry, I will take care of it."

After saying this, she gave Nian Lun a sweet smile.

Nian Lun blinked his eyes. It turns out that women are so secure nowadays?

Amidst the tense atmosphere, Nian Lun spotted a blue-haired girl approaching from the other end of the street. She had a long, low ponytail and wore an artist's hat. She wore a fitted business suit, but a paint slab was tucked under her arm, a paintbrush in one arm, and a lightsaber in the other?

Still waving it around in the air.

I can only say that this outfit feels really out of place.

"over there!"

Before Yuexia finished speaking, Nian Lun had already rushed out.

At the same time, an unidentified object like a jellyfish floating in the air appeared and rushed towards the girl.

Perhaps it was the body's instinct, Nian Lun's powerful explosive power was displayed in an instant.

Nian Lun put his arm around the girl and dodged the jellyfish's self-sacrificing attack by turning sideways.

The Honkai beast crashed into a small mound on the street, raising a cloud of dust.

The next moment, Nian Lun subconsciously snatched the lightsaber from the dazed girl's hand and slashed at the other party with his robe.

Just a white figure passed by - the moon had also arrived.

She caught the rampaging Honkai beast with just one hand, and very kindly walked into the alley it had rushed out of.

"It seems to be a rather special 'rat'. Please wait for me for a moment~"

He left these words under the moon and disappeared.

Unexpectedly, Yuexia caught it with his bare hands, and heard some "hearty" laughter from it. So, is this really a mouse?

Nian Lun was half-believing and half-doubting, but he finally felt relieved.

Hearing a rustling sound in his arms, Nian Lun remembered that he was hugging a girl.

"I'm sorry for stealing your things." Nian Lun was suddenly glad that Yuexia showed up in time, otherwise he would have been forced to do something he didn't want to do.

"It's ok."

The girl's voice was flat. When Nian Lun looked over, he found that she was painting something on herself with the brush in her other hand.

"Ah this."

Nian Lun could not interrupt, nor could he not interrupt.

But this girl was too reckless. Putting aside the danger just now, it was really a strange scene that she started drawing on a stranger.

"Um...this young lady."

"I'm not a little sister, my name is Grace. Don't you like this color?"

Nian Lun felt a bit awkward as he watched the pattern gradually taking shape on his white shirt. Then he looked at the girl in front of him, who was about the same age as Yuexia but seemed even more ignorant.

At least everyone knows not to draw on other people’s bodies!

But how should I put it, it’s almost the same feeling as when I couldn’t bear to drive Yuexia and Guanxing away.

What arises in my heart is more of a kind of pity.

So Nian Lun stood up straight to make it easier for Grace to continue painting, while looking at what she was painting.

It looked like a crude sketch of a person swinging a large red sword forward. But somehow, it actually looked pretty good.

It wasn't abstract art, but a real pattern. You could clearly see what the painting was—just on a white shirt like this.

In modern terms, perhaps it should be called "nice style".

The originally simple lines were suddenly embellished with a myriad of indescribable embellishments. The greatsword seemed to be entwined with flames, and the man wielding it assumed a majestic air.

Nian Lun simply didn't move, and even adjusted his posture slightly to cooperate with Grayxiu in painting.

Maybe the drawing was finished, or maybe Grace had realized it.

She quickly took two steps back and bowed to apologize: "I'm really sorry for drawing on your clothes. When you hugged me just now, this scene flashed through my mind, so I wanted to draw it. I will definitely compensate you for the clothes..."

"It's okay, and the painting is very beautiful. I like it very much."

Nian Lun actually thought the painting was quite good; it was just a shirt, no need to get angry. He also ignored the girl's words like "hug."

However, he still felt a little impressed by the girl's strong ability to endure.

"My layer file!" But she suddenly started searching for something, then stopped abruptly. "...Ah, it turns out it's been transferred back home from the studio."

Seeing Grace being startled and startled, Nian Lun was really curious about this girl.

"It's getting late. I... let's take you home." Nian Lun returned the lightsaber in his hand to Grayxiu and corrected his wording.

"As compensation for drawing on your clothes, come to my house. My house is quite big." Grace said lightly.

"what?"

Then Nian Lun could feel the resentment rising to the sky under the moon behind him.

Ok……

Fortunately, the stargazers didn’t come, otherwise I really don’t know how this scene would end.

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Chapter 21: Gray's...soft and fragrant

"hiss……"

Nian Lun always felt that it was troublesome for a woman to be angry, noisy and noisy, but it seemed even more terrifying to have her walk silently beside him like this under the moon without saying a word.

She pouted, pulled her sleeves, and her face was full of unhappiness.

If possible, Nian Lun really wanted to take out his harmonica and play a piece for her to calm her down.

However, at this time, the instigator of the incident, Miss Grace, whose words and actions were somewhat irrelevant, was still looking back at the work on Nian Lun's shirt every few steps.

"Thank you for saving me." What Grace said was correct, but it seemed a bit abrupt because it lasted too long.

Nian Lun didn't care: "I help those who are in trouble when I see them. You can call me Red Scarf."

Before Nian Lun could finish his words, Grayxiu suddenly came over and returned the paintbrush that could transform into a lightsaber that Nian Lun had previously given her.

"This is for you."

"This...I can't accept something so valuable."

"But this child is a perfect match for you. It's the perfect thank-you gift." Grace insisted as she stuffed the gift into Nian Lun's hands. Then, with a gleam in her eyes, she said, "Even though this is just a gift, I really hope you can be my model. I can also give you a lot of money."

Seeing this action, Yuexia was like a little female cat whose territory was invaded, and she felt like she was about to explode. But even so, Yuexia just stared fiercely and never got angry.

When she came over, she was just holding my sleeve, but this newcomer started holding my hand!

It's too much!

Grace's words bombarded Nian Lun's cognition like a string of cannonballs. He originally thought that Yuexia was already fairy enough, but he didn't expect that there was someone even more powerful here.

"I'm sorry, I can't accept this. Also, if you want a model, you should find a professional. I'm not suitable."

"I draw quickly, and I really want to get your colors on the paper."

Looking at Grace's pleading eyes, Nian Lun felt a little embarrassed.

After thinking for a while, Nian Lun decisively pushed the lightsaber back. But to be honest, this thing, which was probably called a lightsaber, was really heavy. It was not as light as a toy.

"I'll think about it—until you get home. But please don't get your hopes up, because I still have work I want to do. Is that okay?"

Seeing Nian Lun speaking to her so seriously, Grace did not show much change in expression, but just walked ahead silently.

Nian Lun led Yuexia and followed her all the time, not knowing what to do in such a delicate situation.

This feeling is really strange.

Although Grace looked about the same age as Yuexia, her temperament was like a child's, moody and unpredictable. However, she wasn't completely without pattern, just like how she had suddenly drawn on herself. Could it be that she had also witnessed some strange scene like herself?

Thinking of this, the three of them slowed down their pace involuntarily and kept walking beside Grace.

Grace didn't pay attention to this, she just lowered her head and looked at what she was holding.

As she was walking, Grace suddenly stopped.

"Huh?" Seeing her suddenly stop, Nian Lun looked up in confusion, "Aren't you going to keep going?"

Gresh didn't say anything, but just pointed forward.

Looking in the direction Grace pointed, Nian Lun was stunned.

In front of him was a road leading to the mountain, and in front of the road was a white villa.

At this time, night has just fallen.

The sky is dotted with stars and the bright moon hangs directly above.

The white houses look like castles from fairy tales.

"It looks like you've arrived, so we'll just drop you off here. Be careful next time you go out alone." Nian Lun spoke quickly.

Many times, you don’t have to say a refusal out loud, so that you won’t make the other person sad.

"Come sit down, there are plenty of empty rooms." Grace seemed to have thought for a long time on the way, but she still liked Nian Lun as a model too much. "And I really want to draw what you look like, Nian Lun."

Grace's words were very direct. To be honest, there are no such direct people in this era.

Nian Lun was suddenly stunned. Although he knew the other person's name was Grace, they should not have introduced themselves.

"Gratio?"

Before Nian Lun could come to his senses, a man's voice sounded behind him.

"Kevin and Nian Lun are good people. I really want him to be my model. Can you help me?"