Chapter 2261 Ye Hong's Words

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Shangguan Wan'er, who had been immersed in Yin Jiawen all his life, immediately saw that Ye Hong was also writing Yin Jiawen.

But if that's the case, that's fine.

But Shangguan Wan'er felt a familiar force from the tracks!

"Yin Jiao?!"

Shangguan Wan'er's hand trembled, and she almost threw the brush in her hand.

She has experienced ups and downs in her life, but there has never been a moment when her scalp was tingling.

Just because she actually saw her Yin Jia's writing style from another person!

And it is an opponent who has just played against it!

You know, this is the meaning of the Tao that she has only realized for most of her life!

But what surprised Shangguan Wan'er was far from over!

I saw that Ye Hong's hand speed was getting faster and faster, and he transformed into the afterimage of his debut in the air.

And the words of Yin Jia were also outlined by him in their complete form.

The whole word is like a crooked hollow crescent moon, wrapping a little shadow in it.

"night......"

Shangguan Wan'er said that word with a dull expression, and a thousand complexities flashed in her eyes.

That's right, the character Ye Hong wrote is his surname [Ye]!

Although he had an epiphany about Yin Jia's writing style, he didn't know what to write for a while.

Don't think that Shangguan Wan'er is easy to write, but Yin Jia's brush strokes are not able to write any words.

First, this word must exist in Yin Jiawen.

Second, the comprehension of Yin Jia's strokes must be extremely familiar with this character.

Shangguan Wan'er spent her whole life before writing the three characters of heaven, earth and human.

And Ye Hong thought about it, and simply wrote the night words that he was most familiar with.

But when he actually started to write, Ye Hong felt more and more that he had written the most correct word.

The whole Ye Zi floated quietly in front of Ye Hong, as if his blood was connected.

Unlike Shangguan Wan'er's dark gray, light gray, and light gray characters that are more and more transparent, Ye Hong's night characters are a deep black.

Like the dark night sky.

In ancient times, writing started.

People use the form of day to represent the writing of the day.

And in the shape of the moon, it represents the words of the night!

Therefore, Yin Jiawen of the night is like a waning moon!

Ye Hongtuo held Yin Jiawen, looked up at the sky, and his eyes were shining.

"Don't think that your way of heaven is safe when you hang high in the sky!

That being the case, use my dark night to devour your sky! "

The night word in his hand quickly flew to the sky.

It soon merged into the thick cloud.

The tumbling clouds suddenly fell silent.

Immediately, there seemed to be a halo of ink swaying in the clouds.

Those thick gray clouds were gradually dyed into a pitch-black color, as if to merge with the deep night sky.

The wind is no longer blowing.

The rain also stopped.

The deafening thunderstorm no longer sounded, and the lightning flashes all over the ground disappeared.

Shangguan Wan'er suddenly found that the brush in her hand started from the tip of the brush and was slowly penetrated by black.

She was so frightened that she threw the brush out subconsciously.

"boom!"

In the distant sky, there was a dull explosion.

Shangguan Wan'er suddenly trembled, and her whole body instantly fell to the ground.

A lot of blood spurted out of her mouth.

The expression of the whole person also quickly wilted.

At this moment, she knew that her last Yin Jia character was also destroyed in the air.

After all, his own way of heaven is no match for Ye Hong's way of night.

At the same time, all the people in Kyoto who had not yet slept looked up at the sky.

They always felt that the sky became extremely dark tonight, as if something completely blocked the light.