Chapter 278
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"Where is Zhen teacher?" Qin Shuang asked softly.
Luo Xiaofei raised her finger and pointed towards the studio door. Worry is all on his face. Qin Shuang's heart was taken aback. Could it be that with the sixteen paintings he gave, Yen Zining hasn't realized the soul of the Battle of the Scarlet Plains?
"teacher is she?"
Wen Tianqiang gently shook the head and said: "The teacher's spirit...some collapse."
Qin Shuang's heart Just startled, he stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, and saw Zhen Zining sitting on a chair with his hands in his hair and rickety.
Qin Shuang took a deep breath and the look on his face became ugly. With her powerful soul, she immediately felt that the breath of Yen Zining's body was floating with a faint life of death. This is a kind of appearance that is deeply trapped in a spiritual world, a kind of loss, extreme loss, life Lost without love.
She just sat there in that freeze frame, without any reaction to Qin Shuang's coming in, like a lifeless statue, and like a black and white spirit mark painting that has lost its color...
p>Wen Tianqiang and Luo Xiaofei stood behind Qin Shuang, Wen Tianqiang lowered his voice and said to Qin Shuang:
"Bao Ziqing was here just now!"
Qin Shuang’s eyes flickered, and he whispered: "What is he here for?"
"I don’t know, we saw him in the corridor. At that time, he was Come out of the teacher's door."
Qin Shuang nodded, don't think about it, Bao Ziqing can't say anything nice. Lightly walked to Donnie Yen and whispered:
"Teacher Zhen!"
Yen Zining simply did not move, as if she had become a stone man, and simply did not hear Qin Shuang's voice.
"Junior Sister Qin, help the teacher!" Wen Tianqiang's voice was pleading.
Behind Qin Shuang, Luo Xiaofei also looked at Qin Shuang with plea in her eyes, twisted her hands in front of her, opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but finally did not speak.
"Teacher Zhen!"
Qin Shuang called again, Yen Zining's body trembled slightly, as if hearing Qin Shuang's call, slowly lifted the head, Seeing Qin Shuang standing in front of her, his expression was lifted, then he became sad again, and buried his head in his palm again, his voice was extremely weak and frustrated and said:
"Qin Shuang, I failed!"
Qin Shuang's gaze fell on the spirit mark painting on the table, stared for a few breaths and said:
"Teacher, I can Take a look?"
Yen Zining said without lifting his head: "You can see if you want."
Qin Shuang looked back at Wen Tianqiang and Luo Xiaofei. The two stood at the door with embarrassed expressions, not knowing whether they should quit or stay. Qin Shuang thought about it for a while and said:
"I don't know what extent the realm drawn by the teacher has reached, but it may contain a lot of blood and brutality. If you want to see it, close the door. . If your heart has scruples, quit."
Wen Tianqiang and Luo Xiaofei looked at each other, and Wen Tianqiang took a step forward firmly. A moment of hesitation flashed between Luo Xiaofei's expressions. After all, when Qin Shuang painted the 1st Scarlet Plains battle spirit mark, she was scared to pee. At that time it was only one of the sixteen paintings, and this time it was a complete spirit mark painting drawn by the teacher Zhen who combined the essence of the sixteen paintings. She didn't know if she could stand the shock. However, in the longing for the artistic conception painting, Luo Xiaofei finally closed the door, and then stepped forward and stood beside Wen Tianqiang.
Qin Shuang nodded, turned his eyes to the spirit mark painting on the table, and injected a burst of Soul Power.
"Boom..."
The entire room disappeared, and the four people seemed to be in a bloody battlefield, the battlefield of the Battle of the Scarlet Plains. The low-level Martial Artists on the ground are colliding with each other, the clashing of weapons, the horrible sound of weapons cutting into the bones, screams, roars...
That's not one person or two people. The battle between tens of thousands of people is like a huge wave raised by two hurricanes stretching to the horizon, slamming into each other fiercely, and there is a huge roar everywhere.
in the sky.
The densely packed high-end Martial Artist is covering the heavens, shielding the sun like a hummingbird, just like two clouds covering the sky colliding in the middle, from time to time Martial Artist screams and falls from the sky .
Luo Xiaofei's body has begun to tremble, and her legs are trembling continuously. She finds that her lower abdomen is a little swollen, and a urge to urinate comes. She can't help but clamp her legs tightly, and her heart is continuously tell myself.
"This is fake, this is all fake, this is just a spirit mark painting."
Wen Tianqiang's eyes were wide open, his face appeared Out of excitement, the two big hands clasped tightly from time to time, then loosened, loosened, and clenched again...
Yen Zining is the same as before. Qin Shuang watched carefully, and then stopped. Frowned. Generally speaking, this painting still reflects the cruelty of the bleeding plain, but there is still a break in the whole artistic conception. This break is like a person singing, but the singing is intermittent. This is not completely integrated with the sixteen. The reason for the painting.
Qin Shuang thought for a while, and understood the reason in his heart. Although he has 16 paintings provided by himself, after all, Yen Zining did not participate in that battle, and wanted to integrate these 16 local battles completely. It’s not a little bit difficult to make a grand battle.
At this time, the Soul Power injected into the spirit mark painting was exhausted, all illusions disappeared instantly, and heavy breathing sounded from his ears. Qin Shuang turned his head to look and saw Wen Tianqiang His eyes were crimson, she looked crazy, but Luo Xiaofei looked terribly scared, Qin Shuang knew that these two people were going to be enchanted, and immediately gathered Soul Power shouted:
"Wake up !"
The three people in the room suddenly woke up, not only Wen Tianqiang who fell into madness and Luo Xiaofei who fell into fear, but also Zhen Zining who fell into a sense of loss also shook her body and lifted it up. Ended up.
Qin Shuang rolled up the spirit mark picture on the table and put it aside, and then spread a piece of spirit mark paper. Zhen Zining stood up suddenly, she understood what Qin Shuang was doing, immediately Came to the table and personally blended cinnabar for Qin Shuang. Qin Shuang picked up the pen and thought about it. If he draws the final work of the sixteen paintings, I am afraid that Donnie Yen will not paint the Battle of the Scarlet Plains again, because that would be plagiarizing the paintings of his own students and the character of Donnie Yen. Can't do such a thing. I picked up the spirit mark and turned to Donnie Yen and said:
"teacher, do you know where your picture is wrong?"
"en!" Donnie Yen is nodded.
"teacher, I still can't merge the sixteen local battles into one, but I can merge the two local battles, teacher, take a good look, maybe it will be instructive for you."
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