Xing Wenqing drew my every move in a free and easy manner, and although Zhao Xuanyi had a fierce expression, he seemed to be blocking the left and right, and was not my opponent at all. It seems that the noble boy said that I was indeed tall and powerful. , is simply an invincible existence.
How do they know how desperate I was when facing Zhao Xuanyi, who had the power of the acquired Nine Sons, and how pitifully I fought? I still remember that at that time, I was running more and fighting less, and I was almost beaten several times. Zhao Xuanyi was killed, but now I am the winner, so everyone thinks it was easy for me.
"It's a good painting, but Zhao Xuanyi at that time was in a much more miserable state than he is now. He was responsible for the link between the nine sons of the day after tomorrow, and his whole body was much more ferocious than in the painting." Shengtu Wushuang also participated in that battle, of course in terms of logistics. , only met once from a distance.
"What about... the city lord in the painting?" Xing Wenqing repeatedly pointed out the true situation of the painting to Shengtu Wushuang. Of course, she was also very curious. After all, based on the other party's words, she also knew that Shengtu Wushuang had experienced that battle. She I also want to know what I looked like at that time.
"In order to prevent Zhao Xuanyi from creating the world, and to prevent the creatures in the Nine Heavens from being exterminated by the creation, my husband used the forbidden magic creation method to overpower Zhao Xuanyi and prevent the creation from happening. However, the price was also very high. Therefore, he has been in coma for more than 20 years... His greatness far exceeds our imagination. It can also be said that our lives were saved by him. In my opinion, even if it takes a hundred or a thousand paintings to describe His good qualities are not enough. I really don’t know what those immortals who oppose him and slander him think. Why don’t they first think about whether they can still exist in the world if it weren’t for their husbands?” Shengtu Wushuang touched the painting. My eyes froze unconsciously.
After hearing this, Xing Wenqing nodded, his eyes full of admiration.
Shengtu Xianrou knew that her imperial sister had something to say, so she looked at the stunned Lan Ao.
Lan Amaranth gritted her teeth and knew that everyone was targeting her, so she said: "Who asked him to stop the creation of the world? He killed Taisi Xian, whom the world respected, just to complete his own hegemony! The creation of the world must be Is it just the creation of the world? It’s just an excuse you came up with to make your hegemony more famous in the world! How come we were saved by him? We are just ants under the rule of a tyrant! He is cruel and cruel..."
Snapped!
As a result, before Lan Yu could continue, Shengtu Wushuang slapped her with a backhand, completely knocking her out!
"Your Tianxuan main altar is at the core of the ring. You are surrounded by the core molten fire and the cracks in the sky that are constantly leaking all day long, but how can you still say such things? If they explode, who in the world will be spared? ?My husband fought for the common people in the creation of the world, even if his life was spared! And what about you rebels and rebels? Where were you at that time? Have you ever risked your life for the common people of the world? Have you ever saved anyone on that day? Immortal people? You just stood up to trouble my husband when he was promoted to the position of the Lord of the Celestial City by everyone, and even assassinated him! Is this the behavior of a kind person who lives in time to repay kindness with evil? You don't have to save yourself, You may not save people, but how can you deny the kindness of others and extinguish it with your own hands? This is the way of your Tianxuan? You keep saying, 'Chaos is over! Tianxuan is restored!', but you don't know that you are all me. He is just a member of the common people who was saved by your husband! If he hadn't wiped out the creation for you and restored the world, would you still be alive today?" Shengtu Wushuang's eyes widened, his face darkened, and Lan Ao covered her face in fear. Completely speechless.
I stretched out my hand to stop Shengtu Wushuang and said: "Okay, everyone in the world has a one-sided opinion. Miss Lan was born in Tianxuan, and under the influence of everyone, it is reasonable to disagree with us.
In their eyes, we are usurpers, nothing else, but in your eyes, I am the hero who saves the common people in the world. Two distinct extremes, mutual incomprehension, are bound to form, and there will be many contradictions.
How can the dust be settled in just a few words? I think I am right, and I did not hesitate to stand up when the world was created, but which one is right or which one is wrong? History will be judged by future generations, right?"
"Husband!" Shengtu Wushuang is still a little annoyed by what Lan Yu said just now. Even Shengtu Xianrou is angry now and feels quite unfair for me.
Xing Wenqing looked at me without saying a word, as if any expression towards me would be imprinted in my heart. Although I am not afraid of people looking at me, her bold direct gaze made me feel old.
Reddish.
Lan Yuan sat on the ground, thinking hard. I don't know what she was thinking, but everything today, I'm afraid when and where she thought of it, might be a shock. After all, facing me, the originator of hatred, at such a close distance, it would be a shock to her.
In terms of her mentality, it was a fierce struggle between positive and negative, because the idea Tianxuan instilled in her was that I was always wrong.
But is Tianxuan right? Or am I right?
She didn't understand that maybe she just wanted to follow her cousin and Shang Jun. As for rebelling and becoming a rebel, she never thought deeply about why!
But now?
She had to think, because she found that her own outlook on life was incompatible with Tian Xuan's. Her footsteps stopped at a fork in the road, and she was confused as to where she was going.
"How about let's take a look at the next painting? I really care about what's in the next painting... Big brother can't just be fighting and killing, right?" Shengtu Xianrou has a gentle heart after all, so she changed the topic and everyone
They all calmed down. After all, if you continue to argue about right and wrong, you will lose the original intention of appreciating the paintings.
After taking away the second painting, everyone looked at the painting in surprise and laughed in unison.
In the painting, I stand on the cloud cliff of the sea, facing the majestic rainbow-filled clouds and the vast sea, but only a back figure is left behind. Behind the back is a woman who is elegantly dressed, as if she has just walked out of a fragrant boudoir.
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At first, everyone laughed because they thought this woman was Xing Wenqing, so they thought it was a girl showing her affection. Unfortunately, Xing Wenqing did not smile, but still stared at my back, and there was no trace of that in her eyes.
The girl's back was completely occupied by my back.
Therefore, the back view is just a back view, as if 'she' does not refer to a person, but any woman who admires me in my heart.
At this time, both Shengtu Wushuang and Xianrou fell silent, as if they had realized the true meaning of the painting.
"Haha, it turns out that the woman in the painting is any one of us... But, so why not? Right? Husband." Shengtu Wushuang looked at me. Although she had the same mind as Han Shanshan, she also
She has the ability and delicate emotions that Han Shanshan does not have.
She sees things very clearly, so she usually looks lazy and world-weary. In fact, she is smart and clever, and she is afraid that many women are not as smart as her.
"Everyone has a figure they are chasing in their hearts, but that person may not be me, right?" I also laughed, and Xing Wenqing was going to say something, but I smiled and said: "The painting is very excellent, and it makes everyone
Everyone has seen what they want to see. Miss Xingwen’s paintings will probably resonate with all the immortals in the world. Isn’t the purpose of the paintings so that everyone can feel from them? That’s why she is called the Painting Fairy.
Well deserved.”
"The city lord has thanked you..." Xing Wenqing quickly replied humbly.
"Although I never expected to be the protagonist in a painter's painting, this is a private work after all. The girl just now had to reveal it to others in order to prove her innocence. Therefore, we should not reveal too much, and let the subsequent paintings about me stay in our hearts forever.
Mysterious, next, it’s time to appreciate other paintings, and I also ask Miss Xingwen to introduce them." I said with a smile.
Xing Wenqing saw me caring for her so much, nodded, but also whispered: "The city lord painted by Qing'er may not be able to withstand today's scrutiny... In my mind, you are like a high white cloud... ever-changing
Qian, but it's not like he is standing in front of Qing'er alive now... Let Qing'er see and think about it, it's all as real as home."
I couldn't help but smile at this and said: "Truth may not be good, right?" (To be continued)
