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The fourth heart candle suddenly became bright, and the blazing flame suddenly drove away the darkness.

But the mood has not faded.

At this time, "Li Mingqing" is the fusion of four candle swords. This state of mind can no longer hurt her, and her true consciousness is slowly waking up.

But a cold blade had penetrated her chest.

Li Mingqing slowly turned around in astonishment. Shen Yao looked at her with a cold expression, holding the long sword in his hand.

Li Mingqing choked, and black flames overflowed from where the sword entered his chest.

Memories have begun to awaken in her mind, and the scriptures on the Heart Poison Candle Sword Technique are also in her mind. In the collision between reality and the environment, Li Mingqing fell into complete confusion.

She didn't know how to break the poison in her heart. She had clearly strengthened her belief, but her state of mind fell deeper into the darkness. The candle in her heart that had just been lit for a while had cracks again.

Did she choose to be poisonous? But how? !

The world was collapsing and falling, and the heart candle that had just been propped up was once again soaked in black flames. In this completely unreasonable shattering, Li Mingqing was suffocated and watched as Shen Yao's sword eroded more and more holes in her chest. Thick black flames.

Even in her own state of mind, how could Senior Sister Shen Yao——

Li Mingqing suddenly froze on the spot.

She stared straight into Shen Yao's eyes, her four cold eyes facing each other.

"Yi-Cheng-Xin-" Li Mingqing gritted her teeth and held the sword blade on her chest, staring at the person in front of her.

entranced.

The next moment, Shen Yao's appearance faded away, and the girl revealed her cold true face.

"I just noticed it now, is it too late?"

Yi Chengxin suddenly froze.

Li Mingqing stared straight into her eyes.

From the beginning, these eyes never moved away from her eyes, as if two sharp swords were about to pierce and pass through her eyes.

Now, it's really sinking in.

Li Mingqing never thought that she could use the third level of the Heart Candle technique, until she discovered that [Quail Head] could still be used in the state of mind test.

It is not a stepping stone to practice "Heart Candle", but the end point of practicing "Heart Candle", and it is just to make better use of it.

The black cat borrowed this power of its own and possesses a personality beyond imagination.

entranced.

While Li Mingqing was refining her own heart, she dived into Yi Chengxin's heart candle.

When he came back to his senses, he was already in the ancient house of the Yi family.

It's still night.

Li Mingqing was already familiar with the furnishings here, and also the silence here, but now, it was snowing heavily, and white quilts were everywhere, and among the white, the scattered red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets actually gave this quiet ancient The house brings a bit of joy.

And the majestic and sad wind sound came from nowhere. It penetrated straight into the ears, as if it enveloped the entire house, the entire mountain, and the entire world.

Li Mingqing had not yet completed her cultivation of the Heart Candle. She did not enjoy the "Guidance of the Candle Sword" mentioned in the scriptures, and could only rely on herself to find out where the poison in this girl's heart lies.

It was still dark and deserted. Li Mingqing slowly walked towards the backyard. The rushing and majestic wind became louder and louder, but closer, the sounds of playful voices gradually came over.

After she crossed the main house, she stopped. The scene in the backyard made her temporarily distracted, and she suspected that she had entered an unexpected fragment.

But after all, no, this warm picture really happened in the backyard of Yi Zhai.

Four people in total.

There is a chessboard on the stone table surrounded by snow. A young man and a woman are playing there. The young man with a handsome face is resting his elbow on his chin with one hand and pointing at the chessboard with the other while smiling and saying something to the woman opposite. The woman opposite is saying something. Covering her ears with both hands, she shook her head with a smile, and the scarlet red on her forehead was beautiful.

Li Mingqing recognized these two people.

Yi Danjun, Yi Nandai.

Next to them, the tree behind the stone bench turned into a silver flower. A woman in her forties or fifties with gentle features sat under the tree and looked at them with a smile, sewing a red cotton coat on her hands.

Next to this warm chess game, Li Suiqing saw the cold-hearted girl.

He was wrapping his arms around his sister's neck from behind, pointing out the chess game with his head stretched out.

This is a very ordinary and warm picture, but seeing it here made Li Mingqing stunned for a while.

Then she remembered the line on the altar.

"[Edict]: Yi Chengxin

[Candle Sword]: Taiyi

[Heart Poison]: Dear, "New Year's Eve Wine Notes". "

This is New Year's Eve.

Li Mingqing looked up at the falling snowflakes and walked in.

Several pairs of eyes immediately fell on her and smiled.

"Mr. Dongfang!" Yi Chengxin shouted with laughter first, "My sister has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Yi Danjun immediately turned his head and glared.

On the other side, Yi Nandai and Yang Zhaoren also stood up to greet her.

Li Mingqing lifted her white lapel, greeted them one by one, took out the pen and paper from the painting box, and spread them on the table that had been prepared earlier.

"Danjun asked me to come and paint a painting for your family. Unfortunately, it was late at night and the snow was thick, so I almost missed the time."

"Ah, Danjun, please tell me earlier and ask Nan Dai to pick him up."

"No problem, no problem! I like to exercise my legs and feet."

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"Then, let's start painting?" After some chatting and greetings, Li Mingqing stood in front of the canvas and instructed the four of them to position themselves.

"I'm going to call daddy!" Yi Chengxin ran to the back of the courtyard.

After a while, the biting wind suddenly stopped, and a man walked into the yard holding a long gun.

Only then did Li Mingqing realize with a trembling heart and lungs that the thunderous wind that seemed to envelope the entire mountain just now was actually caused by this man's gun.

The faces of everyone in the courtyard were very clear, except for this man's face, which was a little blurry. He stood behind the four of them with a gun across his shirt, without saying a word.

Li Mingqing remembers the appearance of this painting.

Yi Danjun stood in the middle with a beautiful and gentle smile, the red dots on his forehead and heart reflecting the color of the snow. She looked over with a smile, holding the boy who had just played chess with her left hand, and Yi Chengxin with her right hand. Both of their cotton clothes were as thick as rice dumplings.

The woman is on the back floor. She looks a little pale and weak, with a faint smile hidden behind the painting, only half of her body exposed.

The tall father is at the back, the only person in the entire painting who is not smiling. His face is solemn, his arms are steaming with heat, and his silver spear cuts across the entire painting.

Li Mingqing lowered her head and finished the painting. She raised her eyebrows and waved her hand gently: "It's done. Do you want to take a look?"

Yi Chengxin was startled for a moment and pointed at himself: "Me?"

Li Mingqing smiled and nodded.

The girl immediately jumped over and ran over.

"Let me take a look!" She stood in front of the painting.

The surrounding scene suddenly became dark.

The wind was quiet and the snow had stopped, and the characters were no longer moving. In the darkness, only two girls stood in front of a painting.

Yi Chengxin looked at the painting expressionlessly, and his pupils began to turn thick and dark.

What the brush paints is a hell.

Half of Yi Danjun's body was torn and eaten away, cold blood flowed from his pale face, and his only remaining eye was filled with tears of hatred.

Yi Nandai was as stiff and withered as a tree. The boy's aura had completely dissipated from his body. His face was pale and his body was cold. He had become a zombie, only obeying the orders of the person who cast the spell.

Yang Zhaoren's gentleness and smile turned into an expressionless cold face, and her face was covered with scales. Most of the hidden body was now painted by the girl - countless scales and cold tentacles emerged from her robe. Stretched out.

It penetrated Yi Duanzhi's chest, twisting a warm and bright red heart into pieces.

Large areas of blood and blue are covered in this painting, and Yi Chengxin in the painting has eyes as bright as gold, watching all this with an indifferent smile.

"The gentle sister was killed in her young life; until the second brother who protected the elder sister and younger sister became a puppet who only knew how to obey orders; the father had the brightest future, but he was strangled by the neck and died in this coffin; as for the Your mother died in the imperial edict after giving birth to you. Have you really seen the culprit?" Li Mingqing looked at the girl beside her coldly, "She is just your poor imagination."

Li Suiqing picked up the pen and wrote the words "New Year's Eve Wine Notes" on the scroll.