Chapter 279
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When the words were over, Yan Zining didn't wait for Yen Zining to agree, so he dipped in cinnabar and started painting. With the pen in Qin Shuang's hand drawing on the spirit mark paper, you don't have to wait until she finishes painting and use Soul Power to stimulate. Just looking at the artistic conception in the painting will make Yen Zining feel grandiose, bloody, fearful, shocked and so on. Kind of emotion. Zhen Zining's body began to tremble slightly, and his blank eyes were beating two fire stars. Those two fire stars instantly formed a prairie fire, and his eyes became radiant.
Wen Tianqiang and Luo Xiaofei's hearts are constantly trembling, as if the paintings by Qin Shuang are going to come alive, without Soul Power to stimulate them, they will come out of the paintings.
And at this time, Qin Shuang’s pictures are spreading quickly. They seem to hear the sound of weapons crashing like a storm, as if they heard the horns sounded continuously on the battlefield, as if they heard the battlefield. The wailing...
As if seeing a tide of enemies rushing towards them, their breathing was stagnant.
At this time, Qin Shuang is drawing a Martial Artist's face. Everyone is attracted by the Martial Artist's eyes. What kind of eyes are they!
The despair in those eyes made Yen Zining, Wen Tianqiang and Luo Xiaofei all feel despair in their hearts.
Following the movements of Qin Shuang's spirit mark pen, faces continuously appeared in their eyes one by one. Everyone has a different look, one by one, they make up a grand scene.
In this cruel fighting intent, in the face of despair and death, some people collapsed, while others were fighting steadily and fighting bravely. The whole picture followed Qin Shuang’s The spirit mark pen seems to be alive, and it makes people nervous. The coalition forces of the two empires seem to be two super rare beasts facing each other in a boundless space, roaring at each other. The entire Scarlet Plain was blood splashed, and the floor was covered with stumps and pieces of meat. The square arrays collided with each other, and the sky was covered with arrows covering the heavens, shielding the sun, and it made a toothy, sharp howling.
puff puff puff ……
As if there was a sound echoing in the ears, one by one the warriors fell down, but the warriors behind them bravely climbed up.
Such a shocking scene made Wen Tianqiang and Luo Xiaofei almost lose their minds. Wen Tianqiang suddenly closed his eyes. He did not dare to look again. He was afraid that he would lose his mind if he watched again. Turning his head to Qin Shuang and opening his eyes, Qin Shuang's profile came into his eyes.
At this time, sweat appeared on Qin Shuang's face, one after another sweat bead slipped from her face, and Wen Tianqiang's excited heart suddenly calmed down.
Qin Shuang's hand is steady, still drawing.
Gradually, Qin Shuang's paintings began to merge, merging into a temperament. Once this temperament is formed, it is no longer a combination of scattered pictures, but a truly complete painting.
That is a kind of unyielding!
No matter how great the danger is, it is this kind of unyielding that supports the soldiers of the two empires. Every soldier has a belief in his heart, that is to move forward!
As long as there is one person, their mission is to move forward.
The shock from the picture made Yen Zining's whole body tremble. He seemed to see an increasingly fierce war, which was a struggle against fate.
If you can compete, you will be born.
If you can't compete, you will die.
Struggle! It's not a fight!
This picture is no longer a picture of a war. It has become a torture to Donnie Yen’s soul. Donnie’s rickety back is gradually straight.
No one can beat me!
The buns can’t be cleaned!
I...not even myself!
Yen Zining’s eyes flashed with firm rays of light!
At this time, Qin Shuang also fell into her own state of mind, and the scenes she experienced flashed in her mind like pictures.
Diligence before the age of seven!
After the age of seven, have no desire to improve!
I was rushed to Heavenly Qin Town at the age of thirteen. No one respected her, and even the subjects who belonged to her territory dared to insult her.
Wang Tianning, Wang Youwei ……
I don’t have enough food every day, I found the dao technique, faced the threat of Martial Sect Hall, faced the threat of my brother sisters……
p>I will not succumb, I still want to see the scenery of Peak World!
As long as I am not dead, as long as I have a breath, I will fight, I will fight, and my destiny must be in my own hands!
Qin Shuang's pictures are getting more and more perfect, her artistic conception is growing rapidly, gradually reaching the perfect realm. The artistic conception of unyielding, the artistic conception of resistance, and the artistic conception of holding the destiny firmly in the hands are born out of the spirit mark.
Wonderful pen gives birth to flowers!
Yen Zining suddenly released rays of light in her eyes.
It turned out to be like this!
Yen Zining sighed in relief for a long time, and at this time she finally comprehended the true mood of the spirit mark painting. That is not simply combining the pictures, but fuse together a spirit in the pictures. As long as the spirit is comprehended, you can forget the sixteen paintings and draw your own spirit mark paintings of the Battle of the Scarlet Plains.
Yen Zining's eyes seemed to show a statue of a woman, her fists clenched tightly. Because of the excitement, his face was flushed.
Every stroke Qin Shuang made at this time has reached a perfect realm. With every stroke, the hearts of several people seemed to hear the huge rumbling sound and the loud horn on the battlefield. The emotions of Donnie Yen, Luo Xiaofei and Wen Tianqiang were completely immersed in the painting environment. At this time, there was no excitement or fear in their hearts, only unyielding and resistance.
Luo Xiaofei's eyes became complicated, with hesitation, loss, unwillingness and resistance in his eyes.
As the daughter of a nobleman, her destiny is uncertain and is in the hands of others. She is a political means of the family, an object of marriage. As long as it is beneficial to the family, the family will give her to another nobleman, no matter how unbearable that nobleman is, even how old that nobleman is. Even gave her to a larger nobleman as a concubine.
She has no happiness in the future, but only prays for her to be relatively decent in the future. As for happiness, I dare not expect it.
However, this painting gave her a huge shock today. For the first time in her heart, she was unwilling to fight and gain the upper hand.
"I want to become a grandmaster. As long as I can become a grandmaster in the painter world, I can grasp my own destiny and find my own happiness. Instead of being given to others by the family like a puppet , Become a plaything of others."
Her heart became gradually firm, and her eyes showed a strange color.
Wen Tianqiang's eyes became red. This redness is not crazy, but sad.
He is a nobleman, but he is not the eldest son of the family and cannot inherit the title. Don't look at him nowadays very beautiful, living a noble life. But he knew that the future waiting for him was so dark.
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