Chapter 274 Fighting

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After saying that, without waiting for Zhen Zining to agree, he dipped in cinnabar and began to paint. As the pen in Qin's hands draws on the spirit pattern paper, you don't have to wait until she finishes the painting, use the power of the soul to inspire, just look at the artistic conception in the painting, let Yen Zining feel grandeur, blood, fear, shock, etc. various emotions. Zhen Zining's body began to tremble slightly, two sparks danced in his blank eyes, and those two sparks instantly formed a prairie fire, and his eyes became radiant.

The hearts of Wen Tianqiang and Luo Xiaofei couldn't stop trembling, as if the paintings drawn by Qin Shuang were about to come to life, and they would jump out of the paintings without being inspired by the power of the soul.

And at this time, the pictures drawn by Qin Shuang are spreading rapidly, they seem to have heard the sound of weapons crashing like a storm, as if they have heard the horns constantly ringing on the battlefield, as if they have heard the wailing on the battlefield...

It was as if they saw the tide-like enemy charging towards them, making their breathing stagnate. Shanjie Niangziyi (l).

At this time, Qin Shuang was drawing the face of a warrior, and everyone was attracted by the pair of eyes of that warrior. What kind of eyes are those!

The despair in those eyes made Zhen Zining, Wen Tianqiang and Luo Xiaofei feel despair.

With the movement of the spirit pattern pen in Qin's hands, scenes and faces kept appearing in their eyes. Everyone's look is different, and each of them forms a grand scene.

In this cruel battle, some people collapsed in the face of despair and death. Some people are fighting resolutely, fighting bravely, and the whole picture seems to come alive with Qin Shuang's spirit pattern pen. Looking at it makes people nervous, the coalition formed by the two empires seems to be two super monsters facing each other in the boundless space, roaring at each other. The entire Bloody Plain was splattered with blood, and the ground was full of stumps and pieces of flesh. The phalanxes collided with each other, and the sky was filled with arrows covering the sky and the sun, making a tooth-piercing and sharp whistling sound.

Puff puff……

As if there was a voice echoing in the ears, one by one the soldiers fell. But the soldiers behind bravely stepped forward.

Such a shocking scene made both Wen Tianqiang and Luo Xiaofei lose their minds, and Wen Tianqiang suddenly closed his eyes. He didn't dare to look any more, he was afraid that he would lose his mind if he continued to look, so he turned his head to Qin Shuang and opened his eyes, Qin Shuang's side face came into his eyes.

At this moment, sweat was already appearing on Qin Shuang's face. Beads of sweat slid down her face, and Wen Tianqiang's excited heart suddenly calmed down.

Qin Shuang's hands are very steady,

Still drawing.

Gradually, the paintings under Qin Shuang's brushes began to merge into one kind of temperament. Once this kind of 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, it is this kind of indomitableness that keeps the soldiers of the two empires going forward. Every soldier has a belief in his heart, that is to move forward!

As long as there is one person left. Their mission is to move forward.

The shock from the picture made Zhen Zining's whole body tremble, as if he saw an increasingly fierce war, which was a kind of struggle against fate.

Can fight. live.

If you can't fight, you will die.

fight! It's not a fight!

This scene is no longer a scene of a war, but a torture of Zhen Zining's soul. Zhen Zining's stooped back gradually straightened.

No one can beat me!

Baoziqing can't do it!

I myself... can't do it either!

There was a firm light in Donnie Yen's eyes!

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!

I must be in hell for giving up on myself after the age of seven!

At the age of thirteen, she was driven to Tianqin Town, and no one respected her. Even the subjects who belonged to her territory dared to bully her.

Wang Tianning, Wang Youwei...

Can't get enough to eat every day. Discover Taoism, face the threat of Wu Zongdian, and face the threat of his brothers and sisters...

I will not give in, I still want to see the scenery of the pinnacle world!

As long as I don't die, as long as I have breath, I will fight, I will fight, and my destiny is in my own hands!

The pictures drawn by Qin Shuang are becoming more and more perfect, and her artistic conception is growing rapidly, gradually reaching the perfect state. The artistic conception of unyielding, fighting, and firmly grasping the destiny in the hands is born from the spirit pattern.

write like an angel!

Donnie Yen's eyes suddenly released light.

So it is!

Yen Zining let out a long sigh of relief, at this moment she finally comprehended the true artistic conception of the spirit pattern painting. That is not simply combining the pictures, but merging a spirit in the pictures together. As long as you understand this spirit, you can forget about the sixteen paintings and draw your own spirit pattern painting of the Scarlet Plain Battle.

There seemed to be a statue of a woman in front of Zhen Zining's eyes, her fists were tightly clenched. His face was flushed with excitement.

Every stroke of Qin Shuang at this time has reached a perfect state. With every stroke, several people seemed to hear the huge roar on the battlefield and the sound of horns in their hearts. Zhen Zining, Luo Xiaofei and Wen Tianqiang were completely immersed in the painting. 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 her eyes.

As the daughter of a nobleman, her fate 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, no matter how old that nobleman is. Even gave her to a bigger noble as a concubine.

There is no happiness in her future, but only prayers, praying that her future will be relatively decent. As for happiness, don't dare to expect too much.

However, today, the painting gave her a huge shock, and for the first time, unwillingness and resistance gained the upper hand in her heart.

"I want to become a master of a generation. As long as I can become a master of a generation in the world of painters, I can control my own destiny and find my own happiness. Instead of being given to others by the family like a puppet and becoming a plaything of others. "

Her heart gradually became firm, and her eyes glowed with strange colors.

Wen Tianqiang's eyes turned red. This redness was not madness, but sadness.

He is a nobleman, but he is not the eldest son of the family and cannot inherit the title. Don't think that he is very beautiful now, living a life like an aristocrat. But he knew that the future that awaited him was so dark.

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