Douluo: As soon as he became an emperor, he was given the marriage of Qian Renxue

Chapter 226 [226] How could it be?
Xiao Chen touched his face and whispered, "Is it so obvious?"

"Yes! Human, do you think I'm blind?" Sirin questioned.

Squeezing his earlobe, Xiao Chen was a little helpless: "I didn't, but I can't help it if it becomes like this. Now my body is getting more and more corroded by the collapsed energy, and I am pulled in every day in class, It’s no wonder that your body is in good condition!”

Hearing these words, Sirin opened her small mouth a few times, and finally chose to lower her head without saying a word.

For the proud queen, even if she made a mistake, she couldn't hold back her face, so she took the initiative to admit her mistake.

"You, can you not go?" Sirin tugged on her sleeve.

Xiao Chen blinked: "Where are you going?"

"……Operation."

Sirin lowered her head, and her snow-white hair covered her expression.

Perhaps feeling the little girl's worry, Xiao Chen showed his old mother a gratifying smile, stretched out his hand and kept smoothing his hair: "But, if I don't have the operation, I will die."

"Surgery is not 100% effective!" Sirin raised her head and said loudly, with crystal clear teardrops hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Little angels are dishonest.

Chen did not retort: ​​"You are right, the operation cannot guarantee 100% success, but at least there is a glimmer of hope, isn't it?"

Clapping the hand on the forehead, Sirin turned and sat with an attitude of "I don't want to talk to you".

She really didn't want the other party to leave, but there was no better way.

Hate!

Xiao Chen didn't care either, but he vaguely felt that there was some strange existence secretly observing him.

But when I looked back, I didn't find it.

Is it your own delusion?
However, no one could answer Chen's doubts.

"Human, do you have any other works?"

Seemingly not wanting to make the atmosphere too depressing, Sirin made a sound after a while.

Chen subconsciously patted Sirin's head, and seeing that she was only frowning in displeasure and not struggling as violently as before, she was in a good mood: "Yes! Mom can help you write out whatever content you want to read! "

"mom, Mom, Mom?"

Sirin was dumbfounded.

I asked you for a novel, what's the matter with mom?
What the hell!

you will not…

"Human! Do you want to be the king's mother?"

Sirin's eyes were wide open, her cheeks were bulging, like an inflated puffer fish, very cute.

Chen asked back, "Can't you?"

"Are you polite?" Celine laughed angrily.

"I just want to give you a complete home, can't I?"

"..."

Sirin fell silent.

After a while, she raised her head and stared straight at the other party: "You haven't even seen my original appearance, so you have the nerve to say that you want to give me a complete home? Human, you are too delusional, right?"

Sure enough, after knowing that I was going to destroy the world, they began to try to stop me.

As hateful as that woman!
"Who said I don't know your original appearance." Chen calmly took the Shenzhou Tablet in her arms: "Look at it, I will draw your original face right now!"

Sirin smiled instead of anger, and felt that the person in front of her was much more interesting than she imagined: "Okay, human, this king will give you this chance. If you can't restore it perfectly, then...just..."

For a while, I couldn't think of what to ask her to do.

awkward.

Chen didn't care too much, and started to use his fingertips to dance on the flat screen.

Seeing the girl with brown hair and gray eyes concentrating on creating on the tablet, Xilin's curiosity could not help being aroused, and she leaned over and stood behind Chen to stare.

The first is the outline of the face, which seems to be only the upper body, because the lines are not drawn below the waist.

Then, draw two lines on the face, one horizontal and one vertical, typical cross lines. Sirin vaguely remembers that this is the basic framework of facial features.

The function of the cross is to maintain balance and try not to let the facial features crooked.

Chen didn't have the disciplined Sirin. After all, that face was too domineering and domineering, and it wasn't suitable for viewing.

So, she chooses the original image.

The purple hair is flowing and long, with a small bunch of hair raised on both sides, and the eyes are still very pure, without the mushroom cross knife of the Queen of the Herrscher.

The most attractive thing is that innocent smile, that kind of joyful emotion, which spreads in the hearts of the bystanders, like a beautiful rainbow after a thunderstorm, which makes people sweep away all the unhappiness and leave nothing behind. Joy and beauty, happiness and contentment.

Seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar face, Sirin covered her small mouth in surprise, her eyes filled with incredulity, and at the same time, she was puzzled: Why did she know my previous appearance?

Obviously, that guy Otto blocked all the information about the second Honkai, so why does anyone know all of this?

Could it be that this guy is also a survivor of that battlefield?
No, no, this age is completely inconsistent.

Sirin used her brain, but couldn't figure out why, and she didn't want to disturb the other party's creation, for fear that the painting would not be perfectly presented due to external factors.

It has been so long, so long that she almost forgot that she once laughed so happily.

Her thoughts seemed to go back to decades ago, when the collapse had not yet come. Although the life of her and her mother was a bit difficult, it felt very fulfilling and happy.

Even without their father, the mother and daughter are still very happy.

Sirin, who was born in Siberia, got off to a good start as a child.

Until the first collapse, homes were destroyed and relatives lost their minds.

Until that guy Otto appeared, he connived at the Destiny branch to take in orphans everywhere, in fact, to throw them into the Tower of Eight Babylon and turn them into materials for experiments such as stigmata and armor.

"Pa-ta-!"

"Ok?"

Water drops fell on the tablet, and Chen stopped painting, showing doubts: In this virtual space, it is still raining?
Is it so real?

It's no wonder that the Paramecium in the original book was fooled, thinking that he had successfully helped Cecilia, eliminated the Second Herrscher, and rewritten the original tragedy, but in fact he failed to do anything.

The moment she raised her head, she saw Sirin sobbing.

The feeling is that the girl is crying, not that the sky is raining.

"Sireen, are you okay?"

Chen put down the tablet and wanted to stand up and approach her to comfort her.

However, Xilin took a few steps back, covered half of her cheek with her arm, and shouted: "Don't come here! I don't need you, you are lying to me hypocritically!"

"I"

The hand in mid-air hangs down helplessly.

Looking at the girl with fried hair in front of him, Chen lowered his eyes and didn't say a word.

The two sides were at such a stalemate, and neither was willing to speak first.

Sirin shrugged her little head, looked at her toes, and felt a little blocked: Is my tone too aggressive?
Do you want to apologize?

But, but, is this another trap?
Humans are very good at playing hard to get
Just when she was thinking wildly, she suddenly felt her shoulders sinking, and her whole body was surrounded, and a soft whisper came from her ear: "ich liebe dich."

Sirin's eyes widened, full of shock.

How, how come?
Why, would she know this magic spell?

Isn't this something only she and that woman know?

Sirin was confused, puzzled, and puzzled.

Also, depressed.

It was as if a secret that belonged exclusively to two people would be learned from a third person.

This is tantamount to a bolt from the blue.

However, Chen didn't know it, and hugged Sirin tightly, trying to pass all the warmth to this poor little girl.

(End of this chapter)