She was reluctant to come back, so it was only after the high priest clearly told her that her heart was poisonous, and then she was forcibly locked in the courtyard.

But in the year she left the Yi family, the coldness on her body was washed away by the man's warm heart, and she was already like a person in the red dust.

Everything that follows is born from this.

Now, the woman collapsed before these words, and after thirty years of torture, her vulnerability was even beyond the imagination of the girl.

"I can't help it," she cried, "I can only spend more time with him, let his paintings stand taller, and let him meet more friends. I can't help it."

"He doesn't care about that, he only cares about you." Li Yiqing looked directly into her eyes and said softly, "Why. Why don't you leave with him? ”

The woman froze in place.

Li Yiqing pierced the heart poison.

Something "snapped" and shattered.

Yi Danjun's mind was indeed crippled and fragile, she barely had the slightest defense and vigilance, and Li Yiqing easily stabbed the sword into her heart.

Yi Danjun couldn't accept that she had tortured a man like this, and under the intense shame, she would definitely change her choice when her heart had already collapsed.

Li Yiqing also thought of a reason for her to "kiss" - her younger brother was full of aura and was willing to help her; My sister is not sensible yet, and she should take her out of it all.

Go to report to the government, go to report to Xianrentai, you have always felt that believing in the immortal monarch is a matter of course, and you have ignored the world under the influence of the dragonborn since you were a child, but now the man has let you into this piece of freshness.

But she did not receive an answer, and the woman in front of her was silent for a long time.

The man on the side was still staring down at the painting, and the building suddenly fell into absolute silence.

"But." The woman's voice trembled hoarsely, and she raised her head, her face full of bright tears, "I can't do it." ”

Li Yiqing was stunned.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to be missing something.

The feeling of being stared at made her hair stand up, and the girl jerked her head up, only to see a man sitting on the top floor of the small building, hidden in the darkness, his face unclear, but that heavy and compelling gaze filled every part of the ground.

A spear was held motionless in his hand, and the shadow of the spear looked like a snake dancing like a monstrous in the flickering candlelight.

He sat there like an insurmountable mountain.

That's the end of the clothes.

Yes, they had been lucky not to meet him, but how could such an important dragonborn not have a strong man in charge?

For the past fifty years, he has been ruthlessly ruling the laws of the entire Yi family.

In the woman's mind, this is an invincible iron wall that prevents her from resisting.

Li Yiqing held down the Lost Jade Sword, but in the next moment, the upstairs was empty. The shadow was fleeting, and it seemed that it was only when the woman hesitated and wavered that it came out like an iron law.

Yes, under such a gaze, Yi Danjun couldn't do anything to betray the Dragonborn.

But. Li Yiqing's mind changed rapidly, and what was needed for the reversal of his heart was not "success", but "choice".

So she looked at the woman again and whispered, "Even if it doesn't work, at least stand on his side, instead of letting him die in the pain of being betrayed by his sweetheart." ”

"But." Yi Danjun hugged his knees, shook his head vigorously, and cried, "He's dead."

Li Yiqing was completely stunned this time.

A cool breath rose from the bottom of her heart, and she slowly tilted her head and looked at the table.

Spring night, small building, starry warm moon, first flower insects.

In such a beautiful center, the man paints with a pen, which is the softest place in Yi Danjun's heart.

For the first time, Li Yiqing turned his attention to the content of the painting.

Xi Tian had been looking down to trace it, and now he had only just drawn the upper right part.

Not his favorite mountain scene, not the feminine form of a woman, not even any subject he painted in his life—he had only done it once.

——A shadow of a pretentious Jiao peeked down obliquely from the sky, and the head, claws, and tail did not appear in the painting. It was covered in smooth and fine scales, round and slender, and two extremely thin and long dark blue lines climbed irregularly on it, like a cut wound.

Xi Tian stiffly raised his head towards her, a pair of golden vertical pupils cold and bewitching.

The feeling of suffocation deeply grabbed Li Yiqing's heart and lungs.

In the deepest part of the woman's state of mind, the will of the Immortal Monarch had already invaded.

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Pei Ye gritted his teeth and climbed back to the high platform, and the glass was already free from the trapped locks of those long touches.

Even in the midst of the tragic demon gems scattered with scales and blood, its sword body was still as bright as a fairy. It aimed the tip of the sword at the Divine Son again, accumulating, and the gradually thickening Yunbai True Qi hung on the sword body, like two fairy streamers.

The next blow is about to come through.

But a blood-stained hand first grasped the hilt of its sword and removed it from the air.

Feeling the young man's will, those clouds and white true qi slowly dissipated.

Pei Li carried the glass and came to the god step by step, this strange creature was still staring at the girl in Tsing Yi in front of him, and the two faces were the same quiet and cold.

Pei Ye slowly raised his arm and crossed the sword in front of him.

He looked through the clear sword body and stared at the pair of brilliant golden eyes on the other side.

"Chop, heart." He whispered.

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In the cold silence, Li Yiqing's hands were already trembling a little.

This abrupt sight caught her off guard, and the girl tried to calm down, recalling the "Heart Candle" she had just learned, and thinking about the origin of this scene.

Yi Danjun's heart is there, and the heart poison will never disappear for no reason, in other words, if the will of the immortal monarch has really erased her heart poison, then this painful Yi Danjun should no longer exist.

So in this mild spring night, why did the woman's lover have white-faced snake eyes, and write here-

Li Yiqing suddenly woke up.

She remembered.

Because this story didn't end after Yi Danjun chose to leave him.

In the winter of the year of the dragon and the dragon, the wind and snow flakes in the Xiancang Mountain, the frost branches are cold and dry, everything is dormant, and only the rushing cold stream still jumps with the sound.

At such a season, Xi Tian gritted his teeth, red eyes, and unkempt hair, and trekked into the Xincang Mountains step by step, day by day. When he arrived at this place, a pair of brush-holding hands had frozen to reveal the white color of his bones.

It was here that this utterly mortal finally met his sweetheart who served the gods and goddesses.

But just one glance, he went crazy.

It wasn't because of the woman's appearance, she had already told him that she would become a monster; It's not because of the strangeness of the Purple Bamboo Realm, because he didn't go in, it was she who endured everything and came to the edge of the Purple Bamboo Realm to meet him.

(End of chapter)