The family of three is still depicted in the painting on the wall.

If you look closely, you can see the cracks on their bodies and the panicked expressions on their faces.

"What are you doing here?" Wei Xiao blurted out too quickly, and then looked annoyed.

Especially when he saw the man on the ground.

This means that Qin Tan had already resolved the matter, and they were only late in arriving.

"You are Qin Tan?"

The familiar words came from Feng Lu, a female member of the team.

She glanced at Qin Tan and snorted coldly, "Our team has taken over this area. You can leave now."

This attitude is truly appalling.

Seeing Qin Tan frown and not answer her, Feng Lu's eyes showed contempt: "Don't worry, you will get credit for this mission. Our team won't swallow up the credit of your three teams."

"We were the only team investigating the art exhibition incident, and we'll handle the follow-up."

Feng Lu's understanding of Qin Tan was that he was just a lucky guy.

Having said that, and with Li Qian still waiting for her, Qin Tan glanced at the three people, picked up the princess from the ground, and left.

The sunlight outside was bright, and it felt warm on my skin.

Outside the cordon, some pedestrians could be seen gathering to watch the spectacle.

The wailing sound of an ambulance came from afar.

Everything is back to normal.

Qin Tan walked down the steps outside the exhibition hall.

One step, just one step.

Looking up again, it was as if time had reversed, and she was back in the exhibition hall.

However, Wei Xiao and the others were nowhere to be seen in the exhibition hall, and the family of three on the wall had extremely resentful eyes.

Could it be that she hasn't yet broken through the spatial limitations of the oil painting?

wrong.

Qin Tan carefully observed the exhibition hall. She could sense that the power within the hall was even stronger than that depicted in the oil paintings.

"Meow~"

The princess moaned lazily in her arms, as if reminding her.

"Who's there? Come out!"

Qin Tan scolded.

Although there was no one around, she felt that someone was watching her from the shadows.

The look in his eyes wasn't malicious, but it was scrutinizing.

"Heh, you're quite perceptive."

A gentle laugh came from behind Qin Tan. The moment she turned around, the resonance was achieved, and the Death Scythe reappeared in her hand.

The black scythe slashed forward, and the person who appeared was cut in half at the waist.

But Qin Tan was not at ease.

The black scythe passed through without obstruction, as if she were severing a non-existent phantom.

Indeed, this is the case.

The figure drifted away like smoke, then coalesced again not far away.

"Don't get so agitated, I meant no harm."

Qin Tan got a clear look at the man's face.

He was a handsome man, dressed in a suit, with a well-proportioned figure.

He wasn't exactly handsome, but he had a warm, welcoming smile and gentle eyes that made him easy to like.

This is a person whose appearance is extremely deceptive.

"Who are you?"

Qin Tan never let his guard down.

Qin Tan was extremely suspicious of this person who had appeared out of nowhere.

Is the art exhibition incident related to you?

She questioned him, the black scythe pointing in the direction of the other party.

Qin Tan had a feeling that she was no match for her opponent.

There are no ranks among extraordinary individuals, but there are ranks among those with extraordinary abilities.

The combat strength of superhumans is also determined by their proficiency and understanding of their superhuman abilities.

The other party gave her an unpredictable feeling, like an invisible and shapeless wind, impossible to grasp or kill, making her wary.

Faced with Qin Tan's wariness, the newcomer smiled humbly, like a gentleman.

"It's me."

He readily admitted that he was not afraid of Qin Tan's sudden sharp demeanor.

"Your name is Qin Tan, right? A new member of Team Three, I've heard of you."

The man who said this glanced at the Death Scythe in Qin Tan's hand, and finally his gaze settled on Qin Tan's golden eyes.

"You're special, you know that?"

"We've actually been investigating this scythe for a long time, but we never expected it would end up in your hands."

"It's a pity that you can't unleash its true power yet."

"But I believe you have a feeling, right?"

"Just like the world you depict in the painting."

The man looked at Qin Tan with a meaningful gaze.

That was a hint.

Qin Tan gripped the Grim Reaper's scythe tightly.

She resonated with the Grim Reaper's Scythe in the world of the painting and gained a very strange ability.

For example, right now, her shadow is stirring restlessly.

That sea of ​​blood seemed to be connected to her own shadow; whenever she grasped the scythe of death, she could hear the endless roars of the souls within.

According to the forum, she shouldn't possess such power.

"Most people are foolish, always afraid of touching taboos, so they like to impose more restrictions on things."

"But they have completely forgotten that their current power was given to them by the forbidden."

The man smiled and took a few steps. When he saw Qin Tan preparing to make a move, he stopped and raised his hands to indicate his innocence.

"I really meant no harm. I kept you here simply to ask if you'd like to join us?"

The man looked at Qin Tan with admiration in his eyes.

"You, like us, were born to break taboos."

"Who says that as human beings, we cannot touch the forbidden powers that belong to God?"

The man shrugged, looking relaxed and carefree.

Gazing at him for a long time, Qin Tan felt a sense of warmth and made her want to soften her attitude.

This "charm" made Qin Tan wary.

“I am different from you.”

Qin Tan declared.

"Are you from the Church of the Abyss?" Although the other party's identity was unknown, they were clearly not an official.

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