The driver's scalp felt numb.

What's going on with this girl?

Isn't it a mental illness?

I really can’t tell that someone who is so good-looking turns out to be mentally ill!

The driver subconsciously stepped on the accelerator and accelerated the speed. He was really afraid that the woman would suddenly take out a fruit knife and hit him.

It's better to rush to the location and finish the work.

Shen Xin rested for a few minutes, put on her headphones, took out her mobile phone, clicked on Station B, and started playing Lin Daxingren's chanting video.

After just listening to it once, my irritable mood immediately calmed down a lot.

"Excellent work?"

Shen Xin's lips curled up: "Please pay attention to your wording, it's a masterpiece!"

She clicked on the comment area, and more than 90% of the comments were complimentary. Even if there were a few little black haters, they were already so criticized that they didn't dare to comment.

The golden cicada of literary and artistic youth escapes from its shell, and Shen Xin is the one it chooses.

In Haijing, in addition to dragon-level powerhouses like Xia Hongmian, there are also several gods. They have carved up this place and do not allow other gods to get involved.

However, this literary and artistic god has no intention of hunting here. He just wants to admire paintings, architecture, and sculptures.

…

When Lin Baici regained consciousness, he was sitting on a high-speed train bound for Guangqing.

splitting headache

He pinched his eyebrows hard, and what happened before began to appear in his mind.

"What have I done?"

Lin Baici looked at his hands and found nothing strange. He turned on the camera on his phone and took a picture of his face.

Apart from being a little haggard and having some bloodshot eyes, there was nothing different from before.

"I'm not contaminated?"

Lin Baici was overjoyed: "God, God, this shouldn't be some kind of illusion, right?"

【You are fine, you are on your way home!】

"go home?"

Lin Baici's consciousness was a little blurry. He couldn't remember how he bought the ticket, passed the security check, or entered the station.

etc!

Lin Baici was startled and quickly lowered his head. He saw blood stains and filth on his clothes. He was very embarrassed. With this look, the police should be questioning him, right?

Lin Baici immediately turned around and looked around. This was a second-class cabin, and there were not many passengers. There were about thirty people sitting in twos and threes.

"Melon seeds, peanuts and eight-treasure porridge, beer, drinks and mineral water, please keep your feet up!"

A uniformed flight attendant pushed the dining cart past. It was already autumn, but she was still wearing a skirt and black stockings.

Everything looks normal.

Lin Baici lowered his eyelids.

has a problem.

With Xia Hongyao's character, she would not be indifferent to herself, so why did she let herself get on the train home alone?

Aren't these people all divine hunters waiting to catch me?

"hehe!"

Lin Baici looked at the glass window and smiled.

On the window, Lin Baici's shadow showed eight white teeth, which seemed to be stained with the flesh and blood of the gods.

"I think I ate that guy?"

Lin Baici didn't feel sick, but rather felt a little unsatisfied.

You can gain divine grace by eating the remains of gods, so a living god should be able to contribute more divine grace, right?

Lin Baici concentrated on his memories, and some knowledge that had become instinctive emerged in his mind.

'Electrical lightning, when activated, any movement of the divine hunter will be like sparks of lightning and flint, passing by so fast that almost no one can catch it!'

This was the divine grace that Lin Baici received from the remains of his ancestor, and it was also thanks to it that Lin Baici was able to destroy that literary young man.

"Ha, the ultimate divine grace!"

Lin Bai was so beautiful that he couldn't help but smile.

To put it simply, this divine favor made Lin Baici speed up.

For example, when a cup of water is spilled on the ground, and Lin Baici activates this divine grace, then in his eyes, the relative speed of the spilled water will become very slow, and he can use a cup to catch the water again.

Of course, Lin Baici also absorbed a lot of the divine energy contained in this eyeball skeleton, allowing his body to be strengthened.

In addition, there are two divine favors from that literary and artistic god.

The first step is soul sketch.

Whatever Lin Baici had seen, he could draw it quickly and vividly, to the point where it looked real and fake.

It can be said that Lin Baici has now become a master of painting. If he can't find a software job after graduation, he can draw vertical paintings for game companies. He can even draw comics and submit them himself.

This is the power of soul sketching.

Kavinka feels so uncomfortable, but my wife and I had a quarrel yesterday. Hey, I feel so uncomfortable!

I'll adjust as soon as possible, and I'm still going to hit 10,000 orders!
Chapter completed!