"No! This is a trap. He will never admit it. And if I dwell on this, then I will fall into a trap."
"I must firmly ask for a gift in return from him. This is... the rule." Feng Linyi took a step forward with a firm look.
"Hand over the crown!" Feng Linwen reached out and took the crown off the king's head.
His fingertips were trembling slightly, and he was not sure whether the king would fight back.
"Yes! Hand over the crown!"
"The rights belong to us all!" Everyone seemed to be going crazy. They seemed to be easy to blindly follow and be deceived.
At this moment, these originally 'intelligent' nobles and ministers seemed to have become puppets, losing their original spirituality and appearing stiff and false.
But the king actually took a step back when faced with Feng Linyi's forced request.
In Feng Linyi's opened eyes, the luck on the king's head rapidly declined, turning into a rich gray in an instant, and then continued to dissipate.
Strong good luck and strong bad luck are both a kind of luck.
There is no difference in their essential existence. They both represent a person's role and existence in the world. And if a person's luck gradually disappears without any color or form, it means that this person no longer needs to exist.
brush!
Feng Linwen reached out and took off the crown from the king's head.
The next moment, the king's entire body seemed to melt and turned into a pool of blood, splattering on the hall.
Feng Linmo, who was holding the crown, felt a strong force of charm. The crown in his hand had considerable weight, and it was tempting Feng Linmo, tempting him to wear the crown, become the new king, and gain the status of a god. the power of.
"It's true, the truly powerful thing is not the king, but the crown. Could it be a divine weapon?" Feng Linwen resisted the urge to put on the crown.
The king has disappeared and the crown has been obtained.
But it wasn't over yet.
He needs to conquer his own desires, and also get rid of these many ministers and nobles who suddenly fell into madness and acted like puppets.
Picking up the clothes on the ground, Feng Linwen held up the crown and pinched his thighs with his hands from time to time.
The washed spirit and soul are indeed stronger than those of ordinary people, but if this continues, Feng Linyi is not sure he can still fight.
"Leave! How should I leave?" Feng Linwen held the crown in his hand, as if asking the crown.
Everyone flocked to Feng Linwen, trying to take away the crown from his hand and leave it in the painting.
"No! It's not real, it's just a part of the painting. How can I bring the fictional things in the painting into reality?" Feng Linwen moved his feet, and he had jumped onto the gorgeous chandelier, below It was a crowd of people surging like zombies.
He looked at the heavy crown carefully and groped carefully.
The crown is inlaid with too many gems, each one as small as a pigeon egg.
Some are green and clear, some are as blue as the sea, some are crystal clear, and some are as bright red as blood. They are all so precious.
But there is only one, neither big nor small, mixed among many precious gems, it looks a bit turbid and frighteningly white.
When Feng Linyi stretched out his hand to twist it off the crown, he saw clearly that it turned out to be an eyeball with a dark purple pupil.
Holding the strange eyes as cold as jade, Feng Linwen suddenly stretched out his hand and tore open a layer of barrier.
Wow!
Like water breaking through a wall, everything poured out.
In a blink of an eye, Feng Linwen returned to the gallery and the silent night.
Nothing around him has changed.
Even Feng Linwen was still wearing his original clothes.
It was as if everything that happened was just an illusion.
Only in the palm of his hand, he held an eyeball, which bloomed with a strange halo in the moonlight.
"Look, what did you bring back? An eyeball! It once belonged to a great being, but now, we can put it into a person's eye socket." The white-haired mysterious man came from Feng Linyi A voice came from behind.
But Feng Linwen couldn't see him.
He has gone into hiding.
The reason why he talked to Feng Linyi was to attract Feng Linyi's attention.
He wanted the eyeball in Feng Linwen's hand.
"Do you know what it can do? A gift to the king... It's a really good painting. It's not the best, but... it's very rare, and every stroke is so beautifully drawn. But You have ruined this painting now. Of course...I am certainly not blaming you. But you still have to make compensation. After all...as a guest, you have damaged the owner's beloved thing and make compensation. This is what a gentleman must urgently do. Observe the etiquette." A slight sound came from behind Feng Linyi's head.
Feng Linwen did not look back, but snorted coldly.
The flying sword, which had just been obtained and was not yet used to it, suddenly flew out from the storage ring following Feng Linwen's will.
The majestic zhenqi circulated, using the waterfall sword control technique to drive the sea-blue flying sword. The billowing sword energy surrounded Feng Linwen's body.
Wow!
The dark night seemed to be torn apart by the blue sword light.
This quiet night suddenly became noisy.
Half of the gallery was destroyed by the explosion of Feng Linyi's sword energy. Those seemingly fragile paintings were hung in place without any damage.
"What's this?"
"Don't give me vague answers. I need to know all the truth you know." At this moment, Feng Linyi's flying sword was hanging on the window sill, and in the corner of the window sill, a shadow had been scratched, and the shadow kept seeping out Xing Xing, a small person as small as a bean dot, trembled all over when faced with Feng Linyi's flying sword.
"The ability is very strange, but... it can't be said to be too powerful. If it is limited to the extraordinary path obtained, so the strength has not reached a considerable level, then it is barely reasonable for Wang Yu to avoid him." Feng Linyan frowned. Brows, I barely found an answer to a certain doubt in my heart, but it didn't seem to convince me.
The dot-like little man stood on the windowsill, looking up at the tall Feng Linwen. He picked up a black tentacle from the broken shadow and held it in his hand.
"You want to know the answer? I can tell you that the eyes in your hand and the tentacles here are all puzzle pieces. What we have is part of the great. Mortals are mortals and can never have true greatness. Our glory all comes from the mysterious gift." The little man as big as a bean said to Feng Linhui.
His voice was exactly the same as that of the white-haired mysterious man, and they were obviously the same person.
Feng Linyi looked at the eyeball in his hand. At this moment, he could feel that if he stuffed the eyeball into his eye socket, he would have the ability to temporarily turn illusion into reality.
"It's not as powerful and tyrannical as shown in the painting, but it's more real and concrete." Of course Feng Linmo would not rely on such unreliable external objects.
He always felt that the world was full of inexplicable weirdness.
The more contact there is, the more unexplainable the chill becomes.
Suddenly, Feng Linwen looked at the bright moon outside the window. Unexpectedly, it had turned blood red.
Something seemed to be surging, and then... the whole sky, the whole earth, the whole world seemed to be shattering.
