Chapter 113 Drawing, Line Return, Can't Stop the Vast

Shangguan Yan, who looked at the red veil covering her face, smiled proudly. Her bright red lips seemed to be bleeding. Her pure eyes only looked at Lin Yi and watched him paint.

The eyes of the dressed senior sister are very cold, which makes everyone standing beside her feel cold. Even if the hot summer is approaching at this moment, this coldness is deep in the bone marrow, as if it can make people's consciousness collapse frequently.

Therefore, the people standing next to the costume senior sister retreated. They took advantage of Lin Yi's painting opportunity to walk to the center of the courtyard and left the costume senior sister far away. While they left, they did not dare to turn their heads to look at the fierce woman in black.

Because it is the afterglow of the other party, so that you can easily freeze and kill yourself.

An empty courtyard and another crowded crowd. The dressed senior sister stood alone next to the tea table in the distance, but the tea on the tea table had dried up inexplicably, and only a piece of ice with a chill was placed in the teacup.

The tea has been frozen, and a few new tender leaves left in it quietly died without any green.

The dressed senior sister did not move, but at this moment, her heart moved at will, and her whole body was full of murderous intent, as if she could directly pierce the red veil on Shangguan Yan's face. Then, with a cold chill, two cold rays like silver arrows suddenly shot out of her beautiful eyes, pressing Shangguan Yan's clean eyes.

"Draw the shape!" Lin Yi, who was painting, suddenly shouted. He felt the coldness from his sister's body, so he quickly waved ink with his right hand, with two thick but thick ink lines, and stroked casually in the air with one hand.

Wo!

The ink line under the brush is like a flying arrow without a bowstring, and it is like a black gauze floating in the wind. With two black lights flash, the ink line jumps directly in the air like a dragon going to sea, as if they all have life.

Looking at the ink line flying around quickly, the people around Lin Yi were surprised and stunned, but it is not surprising that the talented women in the courtyard at this moment. After all, the peach blossom scene painted by Lin Yi before is already his peak work, far from being comparable to the two casual ink lines as now.

However, on the white paper drawn by Lin Yi at this moment, the ink lines are still full of chaos, like endless trees and ancient vines in the wild dance, but these ink lines are scattered and scattered, and after each stroke of his strokes fall, the ink lines are as sharp as a sword, abruptly splitting the white paper that was originally pale.

The ink lines flying in the air were running, and Lin Yi looked at them solemnly, still waving the ink-dipped brush in his hand.

not far away, the cold light was about to approach Shangguan Yan. Lin Yi saw it flying at a high speed, so the brush waved in his hand suddenly accelerated.

With a bang!

The ink line flying in the air was out of Lin Yi's control and went straight to the rear quickly. Everyone looked sideways at the ink line. Unexpectedly, in the void at this moment, they saw two suddenly explode and gorgeous flying flowers.

Flying flowers are not beautiful flowers, but the ink line in Lin Yi's hand collided with the cold light in the eyes of the disguised senior sister.

Therefore, the flying ink line quietly dispersed under this gorgeous flying flower.

Two powerful destructive forces began to sweep the whole courtyard. Lin Yi witnessed the aftershocks of the waves, his eyebrows were locked, and he couldn't help saying that this senior sister was really confused.

"Oh, it's really not reassuring!" Lin Yi sighed helplessly in his heart, and then his free left hand moved slightly, his index finger flicked, and a strong atmosphere of heaven and earth gathered out, blocking the soaring destructive power in front of him.

The people in the yard did not know that a fierce fight was going on, and they didn't know that their lives were only in a flick of their fingers. If it hadn't been for the stop of the teenager in front of them, they might have been ordered to go to Huangquan until the end, and their death was unknown.

Looking at her cold light being blocked, her face hidden under the black veil became paler and pale. She stared at the brother she was extremely familiar with and looked at him frowning to blame. Then her cold eyes looked at Shangguan Yan in the crowd, and couldn't help humming heavily in her heart.

Lin Yi can't stop her from killing, and she didn't do her best to kill. She just emitted two cold rays at great casual.

But she was full of self-confidence, because this seemingly casual cold light was enough to kill Shangguan Yan, who was weak, but she didn't know that because of her own arbitrariness, her brother Lin Yi successfully suppressed her invisible killing, saving the person she wanted to kill most in the crowd, and the one in front of her. A piece of irrelevant Lao city officials and rich business eunuchs.

The corners of Shangguan Yan smiled, as if she didn't know that she was almost killed by the other party on the spot. She turned her head and looked at the teenager who sacrificed herself to save herself. Her pure eyes were full of tenderness, but there was no gratitude.

"This is the second time you have stopped me!" The dressed senior sister in the distance stood alone, her cold eyes were as sharp as a knife, and she said coldly to Lin Yi.

"You shouldn't kill her, let alone under my eyes!" Lin Yi replied very seriously.

"You can't stop the people I want to kill!" The disguised senior sister's face and expression were full of contempt and contempt.

The cultivation of the dressed senior sister has reached the peak of Qi, and even half of her steps have stepped out of the five realms, so she made Tang Guoliang in the reserve period vulnerable, and this is also the first time that Lin Yi has fought with her.

There is no such a life-and-death battle between each other, but at this moment, Lin Yi feels the strength of the other party, which is a kind of gully that can't be surpassed by luck and cleverness, which is too powerful to be surpassed. As Zhu Moyang once said: she is still walking on the ground, but she has been flying in the blue sky. Besides, she is so close to the starry sky.

"I really can't stop my sister, but I can ask you not to kill her." Lin Yi said seriously without any shame.

"This is the last time!" After saying that, the dressed-up sister turned around and left the small courtyard of the Shangguan Mansion, and her figure gradually dissipated in the corridor.

No one can stop this departure, no one dares to stop it.

Lin Yi saw her leave and sighed in his heart.

"In the end, my own cultivation is not enough, five realms? She is so close, but I am so far away!"

Lin Yi laughed at himself, and then looked back at the drawing paper full of ink lines and the countless ink lines outlined by his heart at will. He didn't know what kind of unspeakable mood was in his heart.

The pen in his hand was still a pen, but the ink was almost dry. He raised the pen in his hand slightly and slowly walked into the white paper.

He did not extend his pen to dip the ink, nor did he add any lines to the white paper. Lin Yi quietly looked at the white paper scroll and suddenly had the effect he wanted to draw.

So, he gently picked up a brand-new cup of tea on the tea table next to him, and did not care about the remaining warm air retained in the teacup. He drank all the tea in the cup, leaving only three lonely dark green tea leaves soaked in warm water.

"Return from the line!" After drinking the tea, Lin Yi drank softly, and then two shining ink lines suddenly flew from the air.

The light in the ink line is brighter than the light in Lin Yi's eyes.

The ink line is still the two ink lines he drew before.

The ink line dances gracefully, and the ink line flies long.

The ink line began to sink into the pale white paper.

Two inverted ink lines are printed on the white paper, emitting countless embellished light, as if they have brought guidance and motivation to all the ink lines on the white paper, and it gradually transformed into the delicate cheeks of a beautiful woman.

The cheeks are beautiful and almost enchanting, and the ink lines on the original drawing paper gradually softened and turned into black and bright green silk.

The green silk no longer dances wildly, but is just clamped by a wooden hairpin. It seems that the green silk is about to fall out of the painting, but the wooden hairpin gives people the feeling of being so tough and firm.

Therefore, the green silk did not spread, and the wooden hairpin did not slip off the green silk. Seeing this, Lin Yi smiled from his heart and drew two thick and short ink lines again on the white drawing paper.

These two strokes are quite the finishing touch at a glance, but what he painted is not a dragon, but a woman he wants to see most in his heart. The woman's pretty face had two smooth ink lines, and a moment later, the ink line slowly opened on the white paper, as if her long-sleeping eyes were opening.

The eyes are as pure as clear water, but different from the purity in Shangguan Yan's eyes, because these eyes are full of holiness, as if they have seen through everything in the world, and are not as dust-free as Shangguan Yan.

Moreover, I can't help but look so holy, even the woman in the painting.

Lin Yi looked at the beautiful eyes of the woman on the drawing paper, and suddenly remembered a person in his heart, but a moment later, he slowly shook his head.

Because she in my heart is not her.

"If only there were such a person in the world?" Lin Yi said to himself that he looked at the woman in the painting and unconsciously led the crowd to get drunk before. He didn't get drunk for a long time, but for some red veiled person, it was as long as the ends of the earth.

The more she looks at the woman in the painting, the more she feels herself.

"Will he draw me?" Shangguan Yan muttered softly, and his beautiful eyes were full of wings.

Three water-free tea leaves floated from the teacup and landed on the white paper scroll in front of Lin Yi. With the white light stars on the scroll flashing together, the tea leaves magically disappeared into the scroll.

A piece of tea turned into a woman's delicate red lips, while the remaining two pieces of tea turned into two light eyebrows, as if they were gently glued to the demonic face of the person in the painting by someone.

The light stickiness of the tea makes the facial features on the woman's face complete, and at a glance, she is as beautiful as a lotus, her nose is high, and the skin on her beautiful face is as white as jade.

But who knows that the person with the same face as her has already gone far.

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