Chapter 970

The clothes that Paris wears are very fashionable, just like a third rate superhero. If he is in a normal crowd, he is certainly very strange, but this underground is full of monsters. In the world of monsters, Paris is very ordinary, not only ordinary, but also cool.

Lu Zongping also wants similar clothes, which is the fighting form of a hero. During the half day he went to hotfield, Paris still prepared brand new clothes for the boy.

"What's this?" Lu Zongping picked up a white cotton short sleeve with a round collar and a red heart on the front.

"It's a coat." Papyris is also almost the same type of short sleeves, but what he shows is his spine.

"It's too explicit." After Lu Zongping changed into this dress, Baihua's clothes faded, revealing his small navel and clear abdominal muscle lines.

"Wow, human, you're in good shape. You're strong."

"What's the matter with these pants? Blue triangle shorts? Isn't this underwear? "

"Try it on."

So he showed his thin, white and straight legs again.

"Great, cool! Human beings, anyone who sees you will be overwhelmed by your charm

Paparis tied Lu Zongping with a red cape. Now Lu Zongping's image is between the cross dressing mania after watching the cartoon and the abnormal person who walks on the street in his grandmother's red blanket.

Lu Zongping looked for a mirror, and then he felt hot eyes. The creatures in the mirror are so beautiful that they can't distinguish male from female.

"Forget it, papyris, do you have any more bones?"

As a skeleton, Paris' habit is to collect bones. He also hoards several boxes of bones in his bedroom. Lu Zongping buys all these and then uses his artistic talent to fill the bones in the "superhero suit" presented by Paris.

The slender and flexible flower branches are selected as the knitting rope. A circle of radius and ulna, the two bones of the forearm, was sewn on the lower part of the navel exposed suit. They were long and short, mainly to block the abdomen and waist, just like two triangular curtains. Then use the spine as the trunk of the leg armor, one on each side, stick to the outer edge of the leg, wrap the thigh with curved ribs, in order to facilitate activities, the knee does not wear armor. Wrap the shin nail of the leg with the phalanx as the raw material, a few fingers vertical string up, around a circle.

The part of the Cape, embellish the skull, is full, and covers the outer surface.

"That's what it's like!"

Pale bones, green leafy branches, simple clothes, Lu Zongping's black hair fell on his shoulders. The boy looked at himself in the mirror, very cool.

For a while, full of determination!

Lu Zongping has seen some pictures of churches and cellars decorated with human remains in his books. Death means that after a lot of repetition, it becomes a kind of clean silence. There is a pirate skull flag from the human world in paparis' bedroom. He said that human beings are probably evolved from skeletons. Skeletons are, of course, the easiest thing to associate with death.

Lu Zongping looked at himself wrapped by bones in the mirror, and his restless mood gradually calmed down.

He asked papyris, "do you know how to use psychic magic?"

"Yes, you have, haven't you?"

"How did you learn that?"

"I don't know. I did it a long time ago."

Lu Zongping asked, "what kind of person do you think I am?"

"Cool. What's the matter? Human, why do you ask this question? Usually it's a prelude to confession Wait a minute, isn't it? "

"No, don't think about it..."

Papyris flies into the bedroom and comes out in casual clothes. If he has meat, he should be a common sunny boy on the beach.

"Well, human, I'm ready to date you!"

“…… This skeleton, please don't daydream over there, talk to yourself and move yourself, OK? I just want to know about psychic magic. I want to learn this. "

Papyris was very depressed, but he tried to tell the boy his actual experience of psychic magic. He said it was a strange feeling. He wanted to change something, and he wanted to change it intensely, like restraining the enemy's actions, like turning gravity around, like turning a can of mayonnaise into salad dressing.

Papyris has forgotten what it felt like when he first used psychic magic. He only remembers that it was a rebirth. He was like a butterfly, a butterfly bone, a butterfly bone. It was like being trapped in a quilt, it was like being pressed under the water. Then there was light on the water, and the magic responded to him.

Psychic spells require the caster to have his own personality. Everyone has something to persevere in. Unless there is no determination. If you have no determination, the only thing you can insist on is laziness. Maybe laziness is also a skill. It's hard to keep laziness forever. This kind of lazy bone is also wonderful. No one will doubt his determination when he is lazy.

Lu Zongping felt depressed. He thought about it and found that his experience was too shallow, and there was nothing he would stick to all the time. In other words, he didn't have any qualities he recognized. He likes freshness, but he suspects that one day he will lose interest after seeing all the scenery. If he can always believe that there are new landscapes in the world and is willing to constantly discover them, maybe he can create his own psychic magic."So you mean, it's because of the good qualities in your bones that make your psychic magic work?"

"Yes."

"You have integrity in your heart. What's the specific performance?"

"I don't know. I always tell the truth."

"Just tell the truth?"

"I don't know. I can only tell the truth."

The next conversation is meaningless, and papyris becomes a repeater. "Alas, this is the curse of knowledge. People who are too smart are not as happy as fools." Lu Zongping sighed.

Patrice: I feel like you are scolding me, but I have no evidence. JPG

"to you! Don't stay in the bedroom. Let's go. Let's go! Let's send a letter to Dr. effis. I'll see if Ma Tingting's program is short of people. " Lu Zongping walked back and forth at the door of Weisi's bedroom, his bones brushing.

There was a crack in the bedroom door. Weisi put out his hand and put a doll on it. "Hello, I'm a little puppet. Weisi asked me to bring you a message. He said he was not feeling well..."

Lu Zongping took Weisi by the hand and pulled him out of the bedroom. "Nonsense, anyway, you're sitting on a stretcher. Don't forget, because of you, you've killed that little flower, and you have to make atonement. Let's go. Don't talk nonsense. Goodbye, Paris. Please call me when you're free