62: Chapter 59: The First Battle of Conquest, Angel Demon 62: Chapter 59: The First Battle of Conquest, Angel Demon The woman ng Tuoluo had been so deeply wounded that her entire heart had turned ice cold.
Thus, reviving her was truly not an easy task.
There were seven days left until the wedding, and ng Tuoluo did not co this day.
It was evident that yesterday’s words from Lanling had struck the most painful spot in her heart.
Should she co at this ti, her heart would reveal cracks.
She would wait until her heart was once again thoroughly complete before returning.
Another day passed, with six days remaining until the wedding, but ng Tuoluo still had not co.
Three als a day were delivered, bathwater was prepared daily, and there were new clothes to change into every day.
Two days had gone by, and ng Tuoluo had not co, which ant the ti Lanling had to conquer her heart was reduced by another two days.
If she didn’t co before they knelt at the wedding ceremony, then Lanling would certainly die without a doubt.
Of course, Lanling was also gambling, betting that ng Tuoluo wouldn’t admit defeat in this psychological battle.
So, when her heart was strong enough, she would certainly co back.
On the third day, with five days left until the wedding, ng Tuoluo indeed ca.
“My Lord, look at this wedding dress I’ve chosen.
Isn’t it pretty?” Black Widow ca in and turned around in front of Lanling.
This was a long dress with purplish-red color, which accentuated her fairy-like delicate curves even more enchantingly.
“It’s pretty,” said Lanling, “but it doesn’t suit you.”
“How could it not suit ?” ng Tuoluo said.
“I took a long, long ti to select this dress.”
Lanling said, “The purplish-red color signifies maturity.
You think your heart has aged.
Bright red is too cheerful, while purplish-red is like the color of dried blood, so you chose this.”
“That’s right, I really like it,” ng Tuoluo said.
“I”ve picked out this wedding dress.
If you want to change my mind, you’ll have to design a new outfit for .
If it’s truly beautiful, you will have won a round.”
This woman was challenging Lanling to a duel; she had always regarded n as nothing more than playthings to toy with at her leisure.
Previously, by revealing the story behind her, Lanling employed a psychological tactic.
He challenged her in the realm of romance, which she quite enjoyed, feeling it added a bit of interest to her otherwise boring life.
Just like the Shadow Spider Queen, she wanted to outsmart humans with her intelligence, feeling inferior because she did not regard herself as a creature of wisdom.
And now, ng Tuoluo, the Black Widow, having been deeply hurt by a man emotionally, sought to utterly toy with n’s emotions and defeat them completely in this arena.
In this emotional warfare between n and won, what is being competed over?
Of course, it involves charms, taste, and so on.
Lanling could see that ng Tuoluo had exquisite taste and was not a real Barbarian.
“Fine, give one day.
Co back tomorrow to see; if the new attire I design doesn’t move you, I shall consider it my loss,” Lanling said.
“Alright, I will co back tomorrow,” ng Tuoluo said, and then she gracefully departed.
“Please provide with a large piece of paper, brushes, and various colors of paint,” Lanling said.
“Soone will bring them imdiately,” ng Tuoluo said.
…
Indeed, soone promptly delivered a set of professional drawing tools including a drawing board, paper, brushes, and various paints.
Very professional, making Lanling realize that this woman also had a not insignificant talent for painting.
Consequently, she must co from the Human Kingdom and possibly even noble birth.
For the next ten hours, Lanling devoted himself to painting.
Back in the royal city, when he painted for courtesans, Lanling did so earnestly to make money.
But now, he truly painted with his life on the line, for it could save him.
His eyes blazed with fervor as he channeled all his spirit, all his soul, into the painting before him.
There was only one goal he sought to achieve: to pierce directly through the heart of ng Tuoluo.
How to pierce it?
By depicting ng Tuoluo before she turned into the perverse Black Widow, revealing her on the canvas just as she was before the transformation.
As for designing a new outfit for her, that was the easiest part — he would use a white wedding dress from Earth.
It symbolizes beauty, purity, happiness.
Loved by billions of won on Earth, there is no doubt that it’s the epito of aesthetic excellence.
It could be said that in any realm, any world, it had the power to capture a woman’s heart.
Therefore, the most important thing was to capture the state of ng Tuoluo before her heart was wounded, before she beca the Black Widow.
This required Lanling to boldly imagine and make precise assumptions, guessing and understanding deeply enough about her background and identity.
Then Lanling embarked on a very bold conception!
ng Tuoluo was born into a noble family in one of the Human Kingdoms, and not just any nobility, but high nobility.
Why so?
Because the Sky Screen Ring she wore could only co from the Dragon Temple.
Therefore, she was likely a pure priestess in the Dragon Temple, possibly even a candidate for angelhood.
Her martial arts talents were extrely remarkable; otherwise, she would not have surpassed the Samurai at such a young age.
Moreover, her spiritual power would be considerable since she dared to enter the lair of the Shadow Spider Queen directly.
So, she could have beco a high-ranking priestess in the Dragon Temple.
However, an exceptionally outstanding man appeared and captured her heart.
She fell from a saintly candidate for angelhood into the sea of love.
Without a doubt, she would be punished.
Not only would she be expelled from the Dragon Temple, but she might also be cast out of her family.
Hence, her lover beca her only support.
But she harbored no regrets, willing to abandon everything for him.
She would give up her bright future in the Dragon Temple, her faith, her family.
The wedding was soon approaching, and with her heart brimming with joy, she was preparing to welco the most beautiful mont of her life.
She was ready to beco the most beautiful and happiest bride.
Thus, she began designing her own wedding gown, aiming to astonish everyone at the wedding and eclipse all other beauties.
Finally, the wedding day arrived — her most wonderful, most blissful mont was upon her, all the sacrifices had their reward.
However, during this most marvelous and happy mont, a mishap occurred at the wedding.
For so special reason, her beloved man abandoned her; either he left during the wedding or never showed up at all.
Afterward, she beca a laughingstock to everyone and was left with absolutely nothing.
Without faith, without emotions, without family, without kin.
But she possessed breathtaking beauty and extraordinary martial arts skills, so she began to turn dark, to beco incredibly cruel, to kill, to seek revenge.
For so unknown reason, she could no longer find refuge in the Human Kingdom, so she ca to the vast mountains, to the Serpent Tribe.
Perhaps because of her beauty or perhaps because of her strength, she conquered all mbers of the Serpent Tribe, becoming the female Chieftain.
But why was she colluding with Princess Zhining?
That was a mystery, yet there was no doubt that their relationship was entirely one of mutual use, a relationship of interests.
Yes, the plan was now completely solid, without any flaws, everything was traceable.
So, what should Black Widow ng Tuoluo have been like before her transformation?
She should have been an Angel, an exceedingly holy, intelligent, kind, and innocent Angel.
Only thus could she have been a candidate for the Saintess of the Dragon Temple.
After fully conceptualizing his idea, Lanling picked up his paintbrush and began to paint.
What else was needed besides putting one’s life, one’s soul into painting?
Emotion, that’s right, emotion.
That incomparable affection, that incomparable tenderness, needed to fully perate the painting.
Moreover, he wanted ng Tuoluo to feel this love, to feel Lanling’s deep affection for her from deep inside his heart.
At this mont, Lanling was completely engrossed in his concept, temporarily shutting out everyone from his heart, pouring all of his affection and all that was beautiful into the portrait.
He painted very, very quickly and also very, very attentively.
If nothing unexpected happened, this was supposed to be his outstanding masterpiece, his most perfect work.
Every line was filled with emotion and liveliness.
Every shade of light and shadow was filled with beauty and allure.
One hour, two hours, three hours…
A full fifteen hours passed.
Lanling completed his most glorious piece of art, then he covered the portrait with a black cloth and went straight to bed to sleep.
…
The next morning, before Lanling had woken up, his spiritual power imdiately awakened him because soone was standing before him.
He bolted upright and saw the stunning beauty of ng Tuoluo before his eyes.
Today, she wore a glittery purple long dress, with a rather low-cut neckline, even revealing an enticing white cleavage.
Around her neck hung a blue diamond pendant.
The dress was very light, glistening faintly with the luster of thin crystal.
She was truly too beautiful, Lanling had never seen such a captivating dress in this world.
Without a doubt, this dress was also designed by ng Tuoluo herself, one of the gowns she had prepared to wear at her wedding, and it was one of her favorites.
This woman genuinely possessed exceptional artistic talent.
Seeing Lanling’s amazed gaze, ng Tuoluo gracefully walked a few steps, then twirled lightly, asking, “What do you think?”
“It steals all the lilight, captures all the aura,” replied Lanling.
ng Tuoluo said with pride, “Then do you think that the wedding dress you designed can surpass mine?”
If it were entirely up to Lanling himself, he truly lacked the confidence to surpass this woman in artistic accomplishnt.
But he had the trump card – the wedding dress, a garnt conceived solely for weddings, a dress that condensed every woman’s beautiful fantasies.
“Your dress is very nice, but the wedding dress I’ve designed will utterly eclipse it,” Lanling said.
Instantly, ng Tuoluo’s competitive spirit flared.
She believed there were few in this world who could surpass her in artistic accomplishnt.
Princess Zhining was formidable enough, but in artistic accomplishnt, she wasn’t quite on the sa level.
Her works lacked imagination and aura.
And this Suo Lun before her, while having so talent, was quite superficial and ostentatious.
Could his dress designs surpass her own?
It was utterly impossible for his artistic and aesthetic accomplishnts to surpass her own.
Imdiately, ng Tuoluo let out a scornful chuckle, utterly disbelieving.
Lanling walked up to the portrait.
He didn’t look great at the mont; having labored through the night, he had slept for less than five hours, so his eyes were bloodshot, and his disheveled hair had not been grood or tended to.
He grasped the black cloth covering the easel and asked, “Are you ready?
Ready to be greeted by the most beautiful wedding dress in the world?”
ng Tuoluo shrugged her shoulders, her lips curling into a disdainful smile, a testant to her confidence and contempt in the realm of art.
What kind of artistic talent could these n have?
What impressive attire could they design?
Nothing but a profusion of showiness, complex patterns, gold trims, and silver threads.
To surpass her Shadow Crystal dress, how could that be possible?
“Reveal it,” said ng Tuoluo.
Lanling yanked off the black cloth.
Suddenly, an angel of utmost beauty, an angel of purity, an angel embodying all innocence and goodness, appeared before ng Tuoluo.
Dressed in snow-white bridal attire, as if to capture all the beauty and fantasy of the world.
In an instant, ng Tuoluo was completely stunned.
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