What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

Xu Chuilu walked quickly because these words made her face a little hot.

The reason "There is no retreat" sounds powerful and decisive, but in contrast, "Reluctance" seems weak and not convincing.What's more, it's really paradoxical to say that sentence to the person in the painting, and she can't explain it further for Xiao Fangdao-I can't say that I accidentally died suddenly because I was painting you, so anyway, if I die, I still find a way to give it to you. The special effects are completed, but it is my last wish.

Fortunately, Xiao Fangdao is not an inquisitive person, nor did he go deep into this topic.

"You used to paint for a living?"

"That's it."

"What about your illusion?"

"I learned it by chance and coincidence later."

Xiao Fangdao's voice drifted behind her ears: "I'm afraid the two are not the same."

"?"

"You will dance ink in public at the invitation of Bi Xuzi, and you will do graffiti because of the boring calligraphy. For you, it is not only a means of earning a living, but also a joy of expressing emotions."

Approaching the inn, Xiao Fangdao slowed down his pace.

"As for those illusions, you seem to only use them when 'necessary'. Even if you practice, you are secretive and ashamed to see others. However, the biggest difference between it and painting is that you never do it for this kind of 'incredible katana' feel proud."

Xu Chuilu didn't expect that she would suddenly figure out the difference between the two—no, not suddenly, she had always kept this unreasonable ability in her heart, no matter how docile and harmless Xu Chuilu behaved, she would never forget to see There is nothing lacking in the shock reproduced in her hands.

Perhaps, Xiao Fangdao is... afraid of himself.

Others are not afraid, because they think her Wuque is passed down by Xiao Fangdao, and the water ripples and wind charms are not afraid, because they trust the suzerain's decision, so what should Xiao Fangdao use to persuade and comfort himself?The secret she had concealed for many years was easily deciphered by others, and the other party was still such an outsider whose details could never be revealed and whose attitude was ambiguous.

Because of fear, so care.

Xu Chuilu has always thought that she is an ordinary person, an ordinary person who is smaller than a feather, a mosquito, an ant, but if her every movement is really important, and her future situation is really high, what should she do?

Xu Chuilu brushed away the snow of shame that suddenly fell on her heart.

"Of course I will not use it casually in front of people. No one wants to be regarded as a monster."

"That's not a good reason." She said firmly, "So what if I'm regarded as a monster? Am I not also a demon girl? It won't add any burden to me."

"..."

"I think that you don't perform voluntarily every time you perform illusions. There is something that guides and restricts you. 'It' doesn't have to be a person, right?"

Xu Chuilu was dumbfounded.

Xiao Fangdao actually guessed the existence of Chaolu?Just because she has a different attitude when drawing than when using skills?

This person has both the sharp eyesight of a hunter and the keen sense of smell of a wolf falcon. If their positions are contrary, Xiao Fangdao is definitely a dangerous and fierce opponent.

However, Xiao Fangdao's misgivings were exactly the scruples she had when she first came here.

She doesn't want to become a tool driven by the system because she has the opportunity to "live again". At the same time, she must admit that Chaolu has brought her a lot of convenience and support, and some of her decisions have indeed been affected by it.But she knew that whether it was adding light water to the Drinking River Sword, or practicing modifying skills in the middle of the night, it was all based on her own judgment.

She can go with the flow, but she will never tolerate being pushed by anyone.

"Are you concerned about me, or are you suspicious of me?" Xu Chuilu looked up.

"...would this affect your answer?"

"Yes."

Xiao Fangdao Zhiyi thought: "What if you have both?"

"Then tell me which one is more." Xu Chuilu said frankly, "If I doubt more, I will not go back to the inn and leave here now; if I care more, my answer is not so important."

Xiao Fangdao was amused by her rare sharp teeth: "So, no matter what I answer, you don't plan to say it?"

"Why don't you try it?"

"Okay." She compromised, "Compared with the person behind the scenes, I care more about whether your actions are the result of being coerced."

Xu Chuilu nodded in satisfaction: "My answer is: no. As you said, I am not afraid of you, and people other than you will not intimidate me. I only do what I want to do."

Xiao Fangdao didn't speak, but his brows were slightly relaxed.

"As for the restrictions...there are indeed." She stuffed the only heavy object on her body - a white glaze flowerpot into Xiao Fangdao's arms, "Those strange illusions consume a lot of money for me, my physique is not as good as that of ordinary people, Be cautious, of course."

Xiao Fangdao recalled several times when she fainted, and frowned again.

"It's nothing, just like you practice martial arts, the stronger the martial arts, the easier it is to be backlashed, it's quite normal."

Xu Chuilu didn't want to be regarded as a fool who practiced sorcery and was exhausted to death, nor did he want to win her sympathy or favor with this, so he added something.

Xiao Fangdao asked again: "In this case, why do you want to study 'Shenghua' intensively? No one asks you to do so."

why?

Xu Chuilu almost blurted out the words "for you".

At that time, she clearly said that there were five volumes of Wuque, didn't she imply that she should get all of them out?

"For...in case of a rainy day."

"Because I mentioned the content of Wuque, you remembered it?" Xiao Fangdao looked unclear, "But you have never seen anyone use Wuque, and you know very little about its specific appearance. Those four volumes are not related to it. Zhan can get it out by mistake."

"what."

"You don't need to ask others about Wu Que Pu and Lou Yuge, they don't know and won't tell."

Xu Chuilu thought for a moment, and said: "The 'other people' you mentioned, do you mean Cang Wu?"

Xiao Fangdao raised his chin slightly: "The others are the others."

"However, I'm a little curious. There are quite a few people talking about you along the way, and there is no shortage of talking about the other heads. Even Miss Lianyi's marriage is worried about, but no one talks about Lou Yuge. Speaking of Wu Que Pu, they all skipped Lou Yuge's name, is there any special reason?"

In Xu Chuilu's impression, this person is just a background board standing behind Wuque's score. He is the last devil and a martial arts genius. Other information has been ignored or even hidden. She doesn't even know if this person is a man or not. female.

He is obviously the chief culprit of creating Wuque, but no one mentions it because he is already dead?

A strange expression appeared on Xiao Fangdao's face, which seemed to be both hatred and pity, both admiration and contempt.

"People will not provoke real demons and ghosts. Although the body is dead, the fear is still there."

Xu Chuilu was stunned.

What kind of person should be able to get such an evaluation from her?

Xiao Fangdao waved away the momentary loss of composure with a faint smile, and continued: "He would kill people in the street just because the shape of the figure on the ground was not what he wanted, but he didn't know that he was the thickest cloud over the rivers and lakes. Ruo Wuque The score is still in his hands, no one dares to think about it, and neither will I."

"?!"

"In short, the years before his death were the most bloody period in Wulin." She smiled, "Young people who have not experienced that are lucky."

"..."

That being the case, the five heads of the joint suppression of Lou Yuge should have contributed the most, why did Xiao Fangdao attack them?They can beat Lou Yuge, how can they lose to Xiao Fangdao?What the hell happened five years ago?

However, the suspended winter sun has already descended.

Compared with the bloody rivers and lakes of the past, returning to the inn early to unload these bags of dirt is obviously more important.

Xu Chuilu stretched her limbs and took a deep breath of the cold and dry air.

"Actually, I think it's a kind of luck to survive the experience. What's more, you also got his most precious cheat—"

Xiao Fangdao corrected: "I have never obtained the Wu Que spectrum."

Xu Chuilu narrowed her eyes: "I mean 'I', is there any difference between me and Wuque?"

Xiao Fangdao smiled lowly: "Of course."

Xu Chuilu walked away.

OK, there will be no next time this kind of consolation!

The author has something to say: make do with it, it’s just a meme, there is no other meaning hhh

Feelings are difficult to summarize, I will write slowly according to my own ideas√