Chapter 360

Just at the moment when the delicious wind goose made up his mind.

He suddenly felt an extremely strong abnormal feeling——

——It's like turning on the bullet time.

Delicious Wind Goose clearly noticed that the surrounding space quickly became sluggish and heavy. But no one seemed to notice it at all, and there was no abnormality on the faces of everyone on the road.

It was like the speed of time passing was greatly reduced until it stopped.

And in the next moment after the time completely stopped, the delicious wind goose regained the ability to move again in an instant.

He had tried his best to break free from that sense of restraint, but to no avail.

After the surrounding world returned to normal, the delicious wind goose couldn't hold back its previous strength, and suddenly staggered and fell forward.

But before he fell, he felt someone grab his shoulders—and pulled him back with ease.

"I'm so sorry, brother."

What sounded behind him was a gentle and elegant female voice: "I've caused you a little trouble..."

Delicious Feng Goose turned around, only to realize that there was another person silently behind him.

... no, let's just say.

Is that really human?

Without any decoration, the silver-white radiance that hangs down to the waist, the silver dragon horns with dark blue thread nicks protruding upward like lightning, and the silver dragons faintly visible on the collarbone, under the ears, and on the temples scale……

——And most importantly, it has at least 70% similar face to Annan.

It looks like she is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old art student, but she has a strange mature temperament. The tall breasts are one or two sizes larger than that of Sister Gangzi's artificially oversized ones.

Is this Annan's sister?

It seems that I have vaguely heard before that Annan has a sister...

For the first time, such an idea popped up in Delicious Feng Goose's mind.

The delicious wind goose felt that his thinking gradually became stagnant.

His mind was filled with the breathtaking beauty of the girl in front of him.

That's something "beautiful" at the conceptual level.

Beautiful to the point of being almost illusory—

Obviously, his face is very similar to Annan, but when he sees Annan, he will only praise "beautiful things". But when he saw the girl in front of him, he was shocked by the beauty.

Delicious Wind Goose deeply knows one thing - the so-called "beauty" is time-sensitive.

It may be that in a civilization in one era, slender and weak girls are beautiful; in another era, people are more after healthy and strong women.

Some civilizations regard beard as beauty, some civilizations regard hair growth as beauty, and some civilizations regard hairlessness as beauty-under different living conditions and social environments, people's definitions of "beauty" are also different.

In other words, "beauty" is the "gradation" of the opposite sex or the same sex by the subconscious in human genes that is more conducive to the current living environment.

In a world where food is generally scarce, people who can gain weight will look more beautiful; in a society where people at the bottom only consume large amounts of high-calorie food without restraint, people have begun to pursue a well-proportioned body shape.

Indulged in the illusion, the delicious wind goose, who even became slow in thinking, vaguely sensed that the girl in front of her was a foreign object that was "beautiful under any conditions".

A monster that exists only in "fantasy".

Or, it is precisely because of this anchor point of "she is beautiful" that Annan, who is similar to her, looks beautiful.

This is by no means human.

But—— can't think.

Even thinking is gradually stagnant.

And this sense of balance, which seemed to last indefinitely, was broken the moment the girl spoke again.

yes.

Although the girl's voice is also very pleasant... but it is a level that people can understand, a level that is common in the world.

But the moment she spoke, the "balance of beauty" was broken.

It was as if her silent state was her true perfect form.

Delicious Feng Goose regained her wisdom the moment she spoke.

The girl smiled and said: "I'm really sorry. I saw your expression before, it was so beautiful - I couldn't hold back for a while, so I drew a picture for you. Do you want to buy this picture, I can 50% off for you?"

"The expression, which is mixed with vigilance and contempt, self-discipline and indulgence at the same time, is both complacent and arrogant, and at the same time can see the pace of modesty and prudence, it is the unity of contradiction and opposition.

"I can see from your steps that a self-disciplined knight is trying to resist temptation with his own will... Let me guess, do you intend to believe in the cup-bearer?"

A woman who is at least 70% similar to Annan asked with interest.

Hearing the word "painting", the delicious wind goose realized something.

Only then could he pull his gaze away from the other's face.

Looking closely, the other party is indeed carrying a drawing board behind him.

Although it is only a drawing board, it feels inexplicably like a shield.

On the other hand, on her belt, there are ten pens of different sizes, four in the slits of her right fingers, and three in the slits of her left fingers—a total of seventeen pens. Like a sharp long sword.

Both a painter and a warrior.

"...Are you, Zhiji?"

Delicious Wind Goose remembered the goddess she saw in the newspaper a few days ago.

Although it is not a true god, but it is Yaon's subordinate god.

In this way, the time was almost stagnant before, and his will was completely destroyed just by his appearance, and there was an explanation.

He respectfully looked at the ground and asked.

Not flattery.

It's just that he was afraid of Zhi Ji's appearance and didn't dare to look directly at the "beauty" that was close to the truth.

The delicious wind goose even doubted his previous decision.

After experiencing a huge setback, the tenacious will that was formed when he stood up from the waste body and regained all the glory...

Is it really rare in this world?

Paper Ji noticed that Delicious Wind Goose avoided her gaze, but she was not angry.

"Oops...Did you see me in the newspaper?"

The God of Beauty just smiled and put the seven pens back into the pen pocket at his waist.

She was wearing a pure white robe that was completely unadorned. There are four white belts of different thicknesses and materials on the waist. Those pens of hers all hang from different belts.

But it doesn't seem naive.

Rather... on Zhi Ji, any touch-up could destroy that balanced beauty.

Maybe only Yaweng himself can design clothes for her.

In the face of Zhi Ji's words, Delicious Wind Goose's heart resurfaced the portrait of Zhi Ji painted by "well-known painter Nigel Elliott" that he saw at that time.

At that time, he couldn't help but sigh that "Zhi Ji is so beautiful".

But now, the delicious wind goose has only one thought:

What did he draw?