"Originally, I didn't want to tell you." Mo Qiuran said, "But I'm a little bit conscience now."

"What?" Chu Zihang looked at Mo Qiuran, not sure for a moment whether he was joking or talking seriously.

"I suddenly remembered that I had no conscience, so I didn't want to tell you anymore." Mo Qiuran smiled.

The room fell silent again, and Chu Zihang waited patiently, and after a moment, he finally realized that this was revenge from Mo Qiuran.

Naked revenge!

What Chu Zihang had to admit was that this feeling was indeed not very pleasant.

"It feels so comfortable, I finally feel comfortable when I have a good time when I have a good time. To be honest, if you don't come here specifically to make you feel good, I will take this as a matter of no reason." Mo Qiuran looked happy and waved his hand and stood up, "Take you a visit? It's your first time to come to my house."

The house Mo Qiuran lives in is not big, it is not clean and spotless, but it has no odor, which is normal.

In fact, Chu Zihang has always had a problem, that is, how did Mo Qiuran get this house?

Even as a rich child, Chu Zihang has a certain concept of money. No matter how much bonus Mo Qiuran gets through the competition, he shouldn't be able to buy a house.

However, if Mo Qiuran doesn't take the initiative to talk about this kind of thing, Chu Zihang won't take the initiative to ask about it.

"Here, this is the kitchen, that's the toilet... This is my bedroom. It seems that nothing is good to look at. It's just such a big place... Do you want to appreciate my paintings for you?" Mo Qiuran changed her words five seconds after saying that, after taking Chu Zihang to visit.

"Okay." Chu Zihang nodded. He naturally knew that Mo Qiuran was painting, because during class, Mo Qiuran either wrote novels, sleeping or drawing, and often showed them to Chu Zihang after painting. They usually had characters in some anime or games, but some of them didn't recognize them.

"It's all here," Mo Qiuran grabbed the large stack of A4 paper and handed it to Chu Zihang, "You can watch it first, I'll see where the PS2 is better and the screen is better!"

Then Mo Qiuran went to tear down the two big boxes that Chu Zihang brought.

Chu Zihang turned over the stack of A4 papers and was about to read them one by one, but stopped at the first one.

Not because of the good drawing.

In fact, this picture is really well drawn.

The burly horse as tall as a mountain was covered with heavy armor with metal flowers. Eight majestic legs left holes on the ground. They were lifted up and wanted to fall down. They seemed to be charging impatiently. The horse was wearing a mask on its face, and what was sprayed out from the exposed holes did not seem to be liquid but electric light.

A huge black shadow sat on the horse's back, also wearing thick armor, holding a curved spear in his hand, which looked like a branch, but the strange arc made people think that when it was thrown, it would definitely be like a meteor streaking across the sky.

On the painting, on His iron-faced face, the only golden pupil was like a giant lamp, blooming out the light that was about to illuminate everything, and he was trying to throw out the spear in his hand, but because this was just a painting, time seemed to be frozen.

But it still made Chu Zihang almost breathless, as if he was falling into an ice cellar.

In fact, all Mo Qiuran's paintings were drawn in pencils and had no other colors at all, but in Chu Zihang's eyes, the painting was automatically colored. The armor was dark golden, the pupils were golden, and the eight-legged Tianma Sleipnir sprayed with blue lightning-like fine dust... Everything seemed to be right in front of him, as if it was back to that rainy night.

Because he has really seen it.

Odin, the king of the gods in Norse myths and legends.

On that rainy night a few years ago, he ran away in the face of Odin, at the cost of losing the man forever. Then he searched for news about the academy called Kassel countless times, just to be able to go back to take revenge one day.

Blood debt, blood compensation!

He never thought that he would see this image again at this time, this way, and... because of this person.

Chu Zihang looked at Mo Qiuran.

Is this...a coincidence?

Mo Qiuran looked at Chu Zihang as if he was feeling something. Before Chu Zihang could speak, he raised his eyebrows: "Are you wearing beauty contact lenses?"

Beauty contacts?

Chu Zihang was stunned.

"I don't seem to have seen you wear it before... No, your eyes were not this color just now, so I just wore it?" Mo Qiuran put down the box in her hand and looked closer. "It's still golden, it looks very domineering! Where did you buy it? It gives people the same feeling as glowing! Not bad, very handsome!"

Chu Zihang was shocked and looked at a photo frame hanging on the side. In the reflection of the glass, a pair of burning golden pupils were particularly obvious.

But immediately Chu Zihang realized a more serious problem - Mo Qiuran saw his golden eyes directly!

Look at each other!

Chu Zihang attaches great importance to information from Kassel. He could recite the information he knew when he communicated with the person who communicated with him some time ago. One of them was - [Golden Eyes are the most iconic thing in the mixed race. You must not easily display the golden Eyes in front of ordinary people, otherwise it will inevitably lead to mental shock and deterrence for ordinary people, and in severe cases, it may even lead to trauma]

However……

Mo Qiuran seems to be fine??!

"Don't you... don't feel it?" Chu Zihang couldn't help asking.

"What does it feel?" Mo Qiuran blinked, "It's so handsome. I feel very domineering after putting it on! Or do you want me to fall in love at first sight?"

Speaking of this, he pretended to be chills and retreated: "This won't work! I'm not that kind of person... I have to add more money!"

"This... is not a beauty contact lens..." Chu Zihang's uneasy premonition became stronger and stronger. Whether it was Odin's painting or looking at each other, Mo Qiuran was safe and sound as usual. All the signs pointed to the same answer, which he had never thought about, but it was very likely, and he was unwilling to accept.

Chu Zihang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.

A few years ago, he was born with "spiritual vision" and awakened his bloodline by witnessing everything. In the past few years, he has also been able to explore how to control himself when he was alone. At least he can do this.

So when he opened his eyes again, his pupils had returned to ink black.

"It's not a beauty contact lens... is it a magic trick?" Mo Qiuran asked subconsciously. After asking, he suddenly remembered that Chu Zihang should have superpowers.

He finally realized that what Chu Zihang showed might be one of the extraordinary abilities of this world.

So...the eyes glow?

What's the use? Don't worry about forgetting to bring the light when walking at night?
Chapter completed!