Chapter 107 Maiden Reel

First of all, what was observed by Gao Fan is naturally the brightest of all the girls, as dazzling as a platinum rose, dazzling flower month. Look. Wool, Chinese net

She awakened the Platinum Rose, possessing the highest height of all the girls, the most slender legs, the most sturdy chest, the most gorgeous clothing and temperament.

Her beauty, like the blood of her awakening, has a natural kingly wind.

Gao Fan drew a circle in the sketch, and painted her outline, which is like a sunflower, perfect and full of vitality.

The second one observed by Gao Fan is seemingly ordinary, with a few freckles on his face, carrying an iron sword that seems to be temporarily bought, and how to look at the ordinary girl.

She doesn't have the brilliance of spending a month, and even the appearance of all the teenage swordsmen is very common.

Gao Fan felt a strange charm in her. She was like a grass rooted in the harshest environment. At first glance, you always ignore her existence, but she is always there.

The wind is blowing, she can't blow her.

Rainstorm, can not rush her.

Even an earthquake can't destroy her strong vitality.

Standing next to Huayue, it is like the other end of the opposite of Huayue, ordinary and unknown.

So, what attracts yourself, is that tough and unrecognizable look?

She seems to hide something unusual, precisely because of that, so that she can stand bravely beside the fireworks, juxtaposed with the sun-like flower months.

Sunflowers, grasses, this is the outline of their paintings.

Then, there are one girl swordsmen after another, each with their own styles and their own characteristics. Gao Fan has never met so many special girls.

They seem to have some of the same things, giving them a perfect side. See 1 wool 3 Chinese network

Yes, it is spiritual.

The mortal girl, who possesses this kind of spirituality, is unintentional. No matter men and women, human beings with such spirituality will show extraordinary talents in their respective fields.

Their spirituality can be clearly seen, and the pair of self-confidence and glorious eyes are the best proof.

They are the blooming flowers in the garden, and they are the flowers with a bright future.

Putting the portraits of the girls in a good position, Gao Fan finally put his gaze on the center of everyone, the pair of master servants.

Why, at the end of the painting, Gao Fan himself did not understand the reasons.

Until then, he began to observe the girl in the center.

"Hey!" Just a look, Gao Fan could not help but take a breath.

what is this?

She is not human!

With the unique sensibility of the master artist, Gao Fan noticed the first moment of the "flower fire", the horror of this creature,

As a Western gods master painter, he once witnessed the dragon's soaring, and the contact with the light is a giant that can be shaken by walking, but compared with the girl he saw at the moment, whether it is a dragon or not. , or the giant, can not compare.

Her power, her horror, can't be described in words.

It is a volcano that runs through the thunder and thunder, and it is like a "natural disaster".

He was keenly aware that there was no horrible power bound to her not tall body, and now she seems to be carefully suppressing her power and not letting her power out of control.

She and all the girls around her are not a sub-existence. She is supposed to be a higher-level creature, but she does not know why she has bound her own strength and is active in her present posture.

Sword Palace, this kind of monster needs to go to the sword palace, even if it is a real dragon, it will be easily killed by her!

What is her blood? How could it be such a terrible power at this age?

Obviously, she has not yet stepped into the rank of hero. If she wakes up the true power of her blood, what will it look like?

There is no doubt that it must be a disaster, like a natural disaster.

Gao Fan’s hand trembled, very hard, and painted the outline of the fire.

Wings, can't see what color, what posture, only a wing of approximate shape, this is the part that Gao Fan can achieve by his artistic sensibility.

"Call..." After painting the parts related to the fireworks, Gao Fan sighed with relief.

The hardest part is finally over, and the next step is to finish. He looks at the dark-haired maid behind the fire. This goal should not be too difficult.

After experiencing the horror brought by the fireworks, Gao Fan felt that there would be no one who could make his heart move.

Until, he saw the pair of deep and mysterious black eyes.

There is no such glory as a flower, no tough life like a grass, and no horrible oppression like a fire.

Only, when I saw those eyes, Gao Fan suddenly stopped.

What kind of eyes is that, as it contains all the wisdom of the world, the years, the endless hours of circulation in those eyes.

Thousands of years, 10,000 years, 100,000 years, millions of years... just observing a very small part of the years, let Gao Fan’s consciousness almost completely fall into silence.

If the power of the fireworks represents the endless power and the majesty above all else, then these black eyes represent everything that is all-inclusive and accepts everything.

Dark, bright.

Evil, sacred.

Born, dead.

In the endless years, the stars shine on everything, looking at everything and guarding everything.

Regardless of good and evil, regardless of race, civilization, no matter how the passage of time, how the years of reincarnation, they have been there, have been gazing at it all.

They are the "world" itself, the carrier of the "years", and the foundation of the existence of all things.

They are the earth, the sky, the lake, the ocean.

It is a flame, it is ice and snow, it is a storm, it is light, it is darkness.

Where the stars look, it is the place where all life is flexible and dead, and it is the trace of the years.

The past, the present, the future, and the eternal.

"Hey!" Gao Fan's pen was broken, and he couldn't observe it anymore.

The limit of his artistic performance is not even found in the hundreds of millions of memories of this star. It is impossible to imagine the person who carries the memory of this star. How great the soul is, can accommodate this endless starlight memory.

Is she the most girl among the people who are most loved by the world?

"Cough!" Gao Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and completed the final stroke. It was the shadow of several stars.

"Okay." Turning over this page, a group of bright and beautiful girls who painted all the girls in detail appeared on the next page of Gao Fan's canvas.

As for his ability to launch his own heroic ranks, he recorded the "girl scrolls" of these girls' partial essences. Gao Fan decided to become a treasure of his own life and never show it to a second person.

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