The fourth heart candle was bright for a moment, and the blazing flame violently retreated from the darkness.

But the mood has not faded.

At this time, "Li Yiqing" 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 an icy blade had pierced her chest.

Li Yiqing slowly turned her head in amazement, Shen Qi looked at her with a cold expression, and the long sword was in her hand.

Li Yiqing suffocated, and the place where his chest entered the sword was already overflowing with pitch-black flames.

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

She didn't know how to break this heart poison, she had obviously strengthened her belief, but her state of mind fell deeper into darkness, and the heart candle that had just been lit for a while had a crack again.

Is it poison in her choice? But how come?!

The world was collapsing and falling, and the heart candle that had just been supported was soaked in black flames again, and in such a completely unexplained shattering, Li Yiqing watched helplessly as Shen Qi's sword eroded more and more dense black flames in his chest.

Even in her own state of mind, how could Senior Sister Shen Qi-

Li Yiqing froze in place suddenly.

She stared straight into Shen Qi's eyes, and her four cold eyes were together.

"Clothes--Cheng-Heart-" Li Yiqing gritted his teeth and grasped the blade of the sword in his chest, staring at the person in front of him.

Immerse yourself.

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

"I'm just noticing now, isn't it late-"

Yi Chengxin froze suddenly.

Li Yiqing stared straight into her eyes.

Since the beginning, these eyes have not moved away from her eyes, as if two sharp swords are about to pierce into her eyes and penetrate them.

Now, it's really getting in.

Li Yiqing didn't think that she could use this third realm heart candle technique, until she found out that [Quail Head] could still be used in the state of mind test.

It is not a stepping stone to the cultivation of the Heart Candle, but the end point of the cultivation of the Heart Candle, and it is only for the purpose of making better use of it.

The black cat borrowed this ability from itself. Possess a person beyond imagination.

Immerse yourself.

In Li Yiqing's own heart refinement, she threw herself into Yi Chengxin's heart candle.

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

It's still night.

Li Yiqing is already familiar with the furnishings here, and also familiar with the silence here, and now, it is the snow that is falling, and the white quilts are everywhere, and in the middle of these whites, the red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets have brought a bit of joy to this lonely ancient house.

And the majestic and mournful sound of the wind came out of nowhere, and it penetrated straight into both ears, as if enveloping the whole house, the whole mountain, and the whole world.

Li Yiqing's heart candle has not yet been cultivated, and she has not enjoyed the "'candle sword' guidance" mentioned in the scriptures, so she can only rely on herself to find out where the girl's heart poison is.

It was still empty and dark, Li Yiqing slowly walked towards the backyard, the rapid and majestic wind became louder and louder, but closer, it was the sound of frolicking words coming over.

She crossed the main house and stopped, the scene in the backyard made her momentarily distracted, suspecting that she had entered an abrupt debris.

But no, this warm picture is so real in the backyard of the clothes house.

There are four people in total.

There is a chessboard on the stone table surrounded by snowy scenes, a young man and a woman are holding their sons there, the young man has a handsome face, is supporting his elbow with one hand, and is holding the chessboard with one hand and saying something to the woman opposite, but the woman on the opposite side covers her ears with both hands, and shakes her head with a smile, and Zhu Dan on her forehead is bright red and beautiful.

Li Yiqing recognized these two people.

Yi Danjun, Yi Nandai.

Next to them, the tree behind the stone bench had become a silver flower, and a woman in her forties and fifties with gentle eyebrows sat under the tree and looked at them with a smile, a red cotton dress sewn on her hand.

And next to this warm chess game, Li Yiqing saw the girl with cold bones.

He was wrapping a pair of arms around his sister's neck from behind, and he kept pointing the chess game with his fingers outstretched.

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

Then she remembered the line on the altar.

"[Zhaozi]: Yi Chengxin

[Candle Sword]: Taiyi

[Heart Poison]: Pro, "Chinese New Year's Eve Night Wine". ”

It's Chinese New Year's Eve.

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

Several pairs of eyes immediately fell on her, and a smile appeared.

"Mr. West!" Yi Chengxin laughed first and exclaimed, "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 got up to greet her.

Li Yiqing lifted the white placket, greeted them one by one, took out the paper and pen from the drawing box, and spread them on the table that had been prepared earlier.

"Danjun asked me to make a painting for your family, but unfortunately the snow was thick at night, and I almost missed the hour."

"Ah, Danjun, this kid, I said earlier, let Nan Dai pick it up."

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

“.”

"So, let's start painting, shall we?" After some chatting, laughing and greetings, Li Yiqing stood in front of the canvas and instructed the four of them to set up their positions.

"I'm going to call Daddy!" Yi Chengxin ran to the back of the hospital.

After a while, the cold wind suddenly stopped, and a man walked into the courtyard with a spear.

Only then did Li Yiqing realize with a clenched heart and lungs that the sound of the heavenly wind that seemed to envelop the entire mountain just now was actually brought up by this person's gun.

The faces of everyone in the courtyard were clear, but this person was a little blurry, he stood shirtless behind the four people, and did not say a word.

Li Yiqing remembers the appearance of this painting.

Yi Danjun stood in the middle, smiling beautifully and gently, and the red dots on his forehead were reflecting the color of the snow. She looked over with a smile, holding the young man who had just played chess with her left hand, and Yi Chengxin with her right hand.

The woman was on the back floor, her face was a little pale and weak, and she wore a faint smile hidden behind the painting, revealing only half of her body.

The tall father, on the other hand, is the only one in the painting who does not smile, his face is solemn, his two arms are steaming, and the silver spear cuts through the whole painting horizontally.

Li Yiqing lowered his head and finished drawing, raised his eyebrows and gently beckoned his hand: "It's finished, do you want to take a look?" ”

Yi Chengxin was stunned and pointed to himself: "Me? ”

Li Yiqing nodded with a smile.

The girl immediately jumped up and running.

"I'll see!" She stood in front of the painting.

The surrounding scene suddenly darkened.

The wind and snow are still, the characters no longer move, and in the darkness, only two young girls stand in front of a painting.

Yi Chengxin looked at the painting expressionlessly, and his pupils began to dye a thick pitch black.

The brush paints a picture of hell.

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

Yi Nandai was as stiff as wood, the young man's aura dissipated in his body, his face was pale, his body was cold, and he had become a zombie, only obeying the orders of the spellcaster.

Yang Zhaoren's gentleness and smile turned into an expressionless coldness at this time, the scales covered her face, and most of the hidden body was drawn by the girl at this time—countless cold tentacles of scales stretched out from under her robe.

pierced through the chest of the clothed end, and twisted a warm and bright red heart to pieces.

A large piece of blood and dark blue cloth is in this painting, and the clothes in the painting are like gold, and they are watching all this with an indifferent smile on the side.

"The gentle sister was killed in her young life; until the second brother who protects his sister and sister becomes a puppet who only knows how to obey orders; My father had the brightest future, but he was strangled by his neck and strangled in this coffin; As for your mother, after giving birth to you, she died in the edict. Have you really seen this culprit? Li Yiqing looked at the girl beside her coldly, "She's just your pitiful imagination." ”

Li Yuqing picked up the pen and inscribed the five characters "Chinese New Year's Eve Night Remember Wine" on the scroll.

(End of chapter)