"Jie Jie Jie." The dark wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the resentment is getting heavier and heavier. It is accompanied by screams and terrifying sounds made by the resentful spirits, which is creepy.

Yingmeng was picked up from the ground by the Resentful Soul. Unfortunately, the Resentful Soul could not find any fear or resentment on the girl's face. There was nothing but a gentle smile.

"Aren't you afraid?" Before Yingmeng could answer, Resentful Soul had already denied it on her own, with some excitement in her words: "No! You must be pretending to be calm." Her expression looked a little a little bit.

The devil was startled, and the hatred in his eyes was so deep. "You are a devil, and you are the best at deceiving people. You show such a winning smile, but you just want to scare me. You have no power to resist. What do you have?

Qualified!"

Yingmeng knew that the resentful spirit was playing psychological warfare to slowly torture her. He didn't feel comfortable in taking revenge easily.

If it were before, he wouldn't mind getting hurt to appease the guilt deep in his heart. But now, the other party mentioned someone who shouldn't be mentioned. What qualifications does he have to mention that person!

Yingmeng's neck was pinched and she was forced to raise her head, but her appearance remained calm, with a soft smile on her bright red lips. "You know? You are guilty. If one of you had stopped, there would have been

I went to stop the people next to me, but there was one person who was willing to tell me that it was okay and not to be afraid. I would not be like this today. Unfortunately, no.

You all think you are messengers of justice, or are blinded by fear. You just want me to die, let me go, let me disappear completely from this world, you tell me. If you are treated like this, will you go crazy?"

The resentful soul looked at the unmoved figure, gritted his teeth, his eyes were crazy and twisted, and he struck directly at Yingmeng's heart.

At the critical moment, his hand was held by Yingmeng. How could this be possible? How could she still have the strength.

"I gave you a chance." Yingmeng sighed and chuckled. "Villains die from talking too much."

A trace of panic flashed across the resentful soul's face. "What did you do!"

I saw countless black energy entering Yingmeng's body from the palm of the resentful soul, and gradually merged with Yingmeng.

Yingmeng's aura gradually became solid and powerful, and the injuries on his body were also recovering. The resentful soul's pupils shrank slightly, and the originally transparent body began to dissipate. The body was filled with fluidity, and finally with a "bang", it was like a glass quilt.

It was smashed into pieces and split into countless fragments, all of which were absorbed by Shadow Dream.

Yingmeng crossed her legs in the air, closed her eyes and rested her mind, and slowly fell to the ground.

Sorry, you have to pay a price for pinching other people's necks, especially those who are stronger than you.

It seems that his own death did not teach him a lesson. Don't bully the strong, even if he

They will not resist for the time being.

Yingmeng smiled sarcastically. If others were in that state, they might not be able to fight back. Unfortunately for her, she just wanted to sleep and happened to have a pillow.

She was seriously injured and was worried about not being able to replenish her energy.

Her whole body has been eroded by Yin Qi, and for her, resentment is a great tonic. A spirit with such strong resentment is a fatal threat to others, and for her, it is a great tonic.

Since the other person tried every possible means to come over and send energy to her, and she gave that person a chance to run, and the person forced the energy into her, how could she not accept it?

This formation mainly relies on resentment, and the formation eye is the resentment summoned. I don’t know how it is done, but a random and flexible formation eye can appear.

After the resentful soul is absorbed, the array eye is naturally damaged and the illusion disappears.

This is a closed room, because the fog seems very far away, but when the fog dissipates, it is only about three square meters.

While Ying Meng closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing, Xian Qing in the distance frowned, her fingers trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, and scanned the surroundings with a faint gaze. She wanted to do it, but she felt that she was coming from all over her body.

Feeling a stab of pain, I silently scanned my body with my consciousness and found that several bones in my body were broken and my tail was shattered.

He didn't say anything, but from the freezing coldness radiating around his body and the coldness and alienation in his bones, it could be seen that he was not very happy. Xian Qing took out a few elixirs and drank them, adjusting his breath for a while before he recovered.

When Xian Qing saw the girl sitting cross-legged on the stone slab, her clean and delicate eyebrows frowned slightly.

Yingmeng exuded an aura that made him very uncomfortable. He couldn't tell what it was, but it just felt weird.

Yingmeng seemed to be aware of his scrutinizing eyes, and slowly opened her eyes. Those eyes were filled with compassion and mercy, as if she had seen through all the suffering in the world. From now on, she had no sorrow or joy, and only wanted to save the common people.

She raised her eyes and met Shang Xianqing's eyes. They were a pair of bright and elegant eyes, as if they were independent from the world of mortals and not stained by a trace of dust.

The two looked at each other in a small space. One was sacred and pure, like Guanyin, and the other was quiet and far-reaching, like an expert hermit.

Yingmeng showed a gentle smile. "We meet again, Xian Qing."

Xian Qing pursed his lips, his expression was cold and cold, and something was wrong. He finally knew what was wrong. The person in front of him looked like that person. Yes, it was this kind of compassionate temperament, this kind of gentleness radiating from the bones, which was really shocking.

People are disgusting.

Intellectually

He said that he didn't hate Shengyuan that much. They just had different values.

Sheng Yuan saw the beauty that he had not seen, and the only ontological law that inspired his sensitivity was exactly what Sheng Yuan ignored.

Sheng Yuan is an artist who loves beauty. Xian Qing is a politician who loves power. Both feel that the other has ignored great opportunities.

Sheng Yuan's purpose is to eradicate all unsightly things in the world, while Xian Qing just wants absolute power, the right that no one in the world can step on his head.

Sheng Yuan's motivation was out of compassion and altruism, and he fought for the rights of all people in the world. He had a good starting point, but something happened that caused him to go to extremes, believing that destruction is the beginning of new life.

On the other hand, Xian Qing just pursues the pinnacle of power and does whatever it takes for his own rights.

Sheng Yuan regards power as a means, while Xian Qing regards power as the ultimate goal.

The moral values ​​and goals of the two people are very different. As a result, neither of them can understand the other emotionally.

Xian Qing looked at Yingmeng. Is this a child who has been raised since childhood?

His clear and indifferent voice was neither cold nor indifferent, like the snow in winter, inhumane. "Long time no see, Miss Ying, or I should call her a madman who is about to become possessed."

When Yingmeng heard this, his eyes slightly rippled, and then became calm for a moment. It turned out that he was about to wake up and become possessed.

It turns out that the so-called awakening to the devil is to fuse the inner demon with the true body. She thought it was so mysterious and unfathomable. It was just like putting a broken mirror back on. In essence, there was no change, she was still the same.

"Is there any difference?" Yingmeng smiled peacefully. "Isn't it you?"

Xian Qing's eyes were slightly cold, his cold brows showed no change at all, and his tone was indifferent. "I advise you to calm down and don't let Sheng Yuan's plan succeed."

There was a gentle smile on Yingmeng's face. "Then what should we do? Let your plan succeed? Be happy. Isn't the current situation what you want? Didn't you first approach me because you suspected that I was in the prophecy?

That person?"

Xian Qingwei's forehead has a cool and dignified temperament, and his every move is cool and indifferent.

He admitted it without hesitation. After all, this was his purpose. Since it had been seen through, there was no point in denying it.

Ying Meng chuckled softly, stood up and patted the ashes on his body, slowly approached Xian Qing, his voice was gentle, like a whisper between lovers. "So? You also came out of that place. You also want to find that person, right?"
Chapter completed!