It's useless?! Are you kidding! Then doesn't the pack of snow candies in her hand become a limited edition and unique in the world?

The thought of handing this thing over made Ying Meng's heart full of holes.

Xian Qing waited for a long time and there was no response. He sighed, as if he had finished playing.

"Okay, I'm giving you an advantage. Don't be angry." Yingmeng gritted her teeth and said bitterly.

Xian Qing looked at Yingmeng's movements in shock.

No one knows better than him how much Yingmeng cares about his bag of candy.

Xiao Xue once snatched her candy and swung it back and forth like a joke. As a result, she accidentally fell off the cliff with the candy. Yingmeng rushed forward without hesitation and caught the bag of candy.

Then they fell off a cliff together and were seriously injured.

Especially when she knew that no one in the world could make snow candy anymore, the value of this bag of candy in her heart may have exceeded her life.

But now, she handed this bag of candy in front of her. So has he surpassed his life in her heart?

He opened his mouth and wanted to say no, but he didn't say anything. It seems that people are still selfish.

Close your eyes to cover up the strangeness that flashes in your heart.

Put a piece of snow candy in your mouth. It's so sweet.

That's enough. It's enough to know that you have had me in your heart.

He feels very sweet now, and he wonders if he will feel very sweet again when he sees the tablet of this bag of candy in the Shadow Dream Room.

Yingmeng watched Xian Qing taste her own snow candy as if she were tasting some delicacy. Her heart was bleeding.

Especially when she looked at him, with his touched expression and his expression of having no regrets in this life, she felt that her heart had been broken.

Xian Qing obviously hates sweetness so much, why does it taste so delicious? Could it be that this bag of candy is the most delicious one?

She began to regret it.

Seeing Xian Qing's cold eyebrows disappear, Ying Meng returned to reason.

She was cheated.

Xian Qing found that Yingmeng had reacted and quickly put away the snow candy.

Just kidding, this is the first time in Yingmeng's life that he has given up his favorite food. He needs to keep a souvenir.

Yingmeng realized that there was no hope of getting back the snow candy, so he kicked Xian Qing's tail angrily, puffed his face in anger, and turned around to leave.

Xian Qing pulled Ying Meng's wrist fiercely and pulled him into his arms. Ying Meng's pupils dilated slightly and instinctively pushed Xian Qing away. Ying Meng finally pulled him away, but before he could speak, Xian Qing

Qing's face came closer, his lips blocked hers, and he took her away instantly

breathing.

Shadow Dream: "!!"

What happened? Is the immortal world fallen, all the ways are about to dissipate, or is he dying soon? Is Xian Qing crazy?

Could it be that you feel sorry for eating your own sweets and plan to give yourself something sweeter?

Soon there were footsteps nearby, and Ying Meng instantly understood Xian Qing's intention.

"You two, can you be more careful in broad daylight?"

Yingmeng took a deep breath, with a cold face, and a hint of arrogance in her calmness. "Haha, what does it have to do with you guys?"

"Nothing. I just want to know what Master Wuming and the beauty next to him were doing a few minutes ago." The young man from the city's main party said gently.

Yingmeng sensed something was wrong from his tone. She wanted to keep a low profile, but now she is a sycophant. Yingmeng said angrily: "Can't you tell?"

The old man in black robe walked out with a smile. "I didn't expect that Mr. Wuming would also be seduced by beauty one day. This beauty looks really unique."

Yingmeng had an indifferent expression, how could she not know that the old man in black robe was standing next to Bu Sheng before hinting to Xian Qing.

"Everyone, why are you out? Is the party over?"

As soon as Yingmeng said these words, the scene became strangely quiet.

Finally, Sister Wang stood up with a gloomy face, her eyes filled with doubts about Yingmeng. "He's dead."

"A person is dead? Dare I ask who among you here has not had any blood on your hands? What's wrong, a person is dead, are you surprised? Is it necessary to mobilize an army and have them all run out?" Yingmeng asked in a strange tone.

The old man in black robe was still smiling. "It depends on who died and how." After speaking, he looked at Xian Qing meaningfully.

A glint flashed in Ying Meng's eyes, Xian Qing's behavior just now seemed...

Yingmeng suppressed the speculation in her heart and put on an interested expression on her face. "Really? I really want to see that person's body. What kind of death method can make you people bear a lot of life debt?"

Are people so excited?”

Under the leadership of everyone, Yingmeng moved to the scene of the murder despite doubts, fears, and calculations.

The entire abdomen of the corpse was cut open, the organs were minced, and the face was chopped beyond recognition. In this case, the faint knife mark on the throat was easily overlooked.

The moment Yingmeng saw the corpse, his heart felt as if ten thousand grass and mud horses were roaring past.

Based on her years of experience in dealing with corpses (anatomy), the amount of minced organs is by no means all organs. Based on the missing amount, it is estimated that the missing part is the heart.

Although the corpse has been changed beyond recognition,

But judging from some of the characteristics on his body and the smell of his blood, there is no doubt that this person is Bu Sheng.

What Bu Sheng stored in his heart was Lin Xueguo. His heart was missing, and Lin Xueguo was in Xian Qing's hands. Yingmeng had a terrible guess.

In the sea of ​​consciousness:

Xiao Yingmeng looked at Xiao Xianqing with a face full of condemnation: I didn’t expect that Lord Xianjun would actually... ugh.

Although the words were not finished, the meaning was already very clear. Unexpectedly, the dignified Immortal Lord actually killed people and tortured corpses.

Xiao Xianqing glanced at her indifferently: When retrieving the fruit, if the host dies, it will affect Lin Xueguo's medicinal properties.

The meaning is also very clear, the person was not killed by him.

The two looked at each other. No matter who killed the person now, as long as the matter cannot be concluded tonight, the people in the Southern Immortal Realm will definitely report the matter. When the time comes, they will find the name Wu Ming.

This name is kept secret among high-level officials in the Southern Immortal Realm. When others take notice, they will investigate it all the way and neither of them can escape.

Silence them all? When the time comes, Southern Immortal World will not be the only ones investigating this matter.

Tampering with all memories? Not that powerful.

Deception? Just fabricating things based on evidence, you should be able to get away with it.

Xiao Xianqing: Did you see any information?

There was a smile on Ying Meng's face, doubts flashed appropriately in her eyes, and she dealt with the temptations of the group of people with a calm tone of voice that pretended to understand.

When everyone's attention shifted to the identity of the victim, Yingmeng quietly observed the corpse while everyone was thinking.

Xiaoyingmeng: There are traces of incision and suture on the chest. This is the oldest injury. The lines are smooth and the technique is very professional.

The victim should have been lying down when he died. The way of death was a knife slitting the victim's throat. The incision on the victim's throat was from left to right, but because the traces were very faint, it was impossible to tell whether the murderer's dominant hand was left or right. The murderer would be victimized

After the murderer killed the body, he began to torture the body, and the cutting method was very unprofessional. From this, it can be judged that the first person to disembowel the body and the person who tortured the body later were not the same person.

Xiao Xianqing looked cold and distant: I was the one who made the first cut. After cutting open and taking out Lin Xueguo, I sewed it up and erased his memory. Besides, it would be too troublesome for him to die.

"Master Wuming, do you know who the victim is?" asked a neat little girl with a ponytail. She looked harmless, but Yingmeng had already determined that she was from the ghost training camp through her tone of voice. Naturally

Don't dare to underestimate the enemy.

Yingmeng's face showed no signs of trouble. "Didn't the city lord never come back? He was quite anxious when he left. Maybe it was him. After all, he has offended many people."
Chapter completed!