"Is the show good to watch? Isn't this what you want to see?" Sheng Yuan took the book with his fair fingers and smiled lazily. "How about it? Now that you have caught the clue, you can trust us.

Alright?"

"I have always trusted you." Xian Qing took a sip of tea. "It's just that I hate trouble."

"Mr. Xian's habits are like those of a nobleman in some world. Even in a trial of life and death, he must drink tea and read a book on time. It's so comfortable." Yu Zhong said extremely seriously, his tone was so sincere.

It seemed like a compliment from the bottom of my heart.

"It's so rare that we can still be together alive. Isn't it difficult to be kind?" Xian Qing put down the tea cup indifferently, without any change in his expression, and looked coldly at Yu Zhong, who looked innocent. "You learned bad things from him.

"

"Interesting, is there harmony between us? Where are your two little followers? Have you solved them?" Sheng Yuan said with a low smile in Xian Qing's obviously cold eyes.

"I don't think you would put your friend's life on the gambling table." Xian Qing paused for a moment and gave him an emotionless look.

"That's because you are selfish and only want to save yourself." Sheng Yuan was not annoyed, and his smile was full of sarcasm.

"For the sake of our thin friendship, I remind you that you can't protect yourself, and it's stupid to care about others." Xian Qing's attention is still on the ancient book with wrinkles on the corners, and the waves in his eyes

A hint of meaning flashed in his shocked eyes.

"Can't protect yourself? You've already thought of a way to escape, haven't you?" Sheng Yuan's pale eyes darkened slightly, and the smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger. "No sharing. No communication. We are now on the same boat.

Where is the person? For the sake of our thin friendship, why don’t we share the number of escapes?”

"Pay attention to my wording. The back door is rare, which means it almost does not exist. In addition, you and I will never appear in the same boat." Xian Qing's tone was unhurried, but extremely sure, as if he knew the future. "After all.

As long as you don’t do anything that has anything to do with people.”

"Tsk, are you a human? How can you be sure of your tone? Where did you see it?" Sheng Yuan sneered lazily. "Is this book? "Prophecy"? I don't know how many years ago people calculated what happened today? Calculate.

No matter how accurate it is, even if it is written in detail, it will still be incomplete. This is just a possibility in the future. However, some people regard it as a guideline..."

As he spoke, his flipping movement stopped abruptly, and his pupils dilated slightly. He raised his eyebrows and tested the temperature of the tea cup on the table. After being surprised again, he returned to a calm smile. "Interesting, the calculation is really detailed. But it's

Said, this table will crack next. There is no one else here, so don’t do anything, I want to take a look..."

Before he finished speaking, a crack appeared on the table. Sheng Yuan's first reaction was to look at Xian Qing. Xian Qing held the tea cup and raised it, his meaning was obvious.

"Click."

There is another crack in the table.

Under the hint of Xian Qing's eyes, Yu Zhong silently picked up the plate of peanuts.

"Click."

with flowers

When the uncooked rice left the table, the last fixing function disappeared. The whole table seemed to be cracked around, and an iron spoon appeared in its original place.

Then there was another sound. This time there was a white palm under the iron spoon, with wisps of black mist rising from it.

"I finally see the light of day again! Thank God, thank you Wandao, thank you... Immortal Lord, I won't thank you anymore. What a profiteer! This after-sales service is so bad. Sure enough, I still have room to learn. The tunnel dug thousands of years ago is really a trap!"

With a series of complaints, Yingmeng pushed away the obstacle above, and was happy to finally be back on land. The child had been digging underground for unknown lengths of time, and something seemed wrong about him. She was eager to see the light of day again,

Therefore, she didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation at all, until a blade was pressed against her eyebrows.

"Miss Shi, why do I smell the smell of advance planning?" Yu Zhong's fair white fingers gently tugged on Sheng Yuan's sleeve, shaking it slightly as if to show his goodwill.

"No, it was not planned in advance." Sheng Yuan looked at the book with particularly sharp eyes at this time, and gave an affirmative answer based on the reactions of Ying Meng and Xian Qing.

"Shi Wushuang, why don't you explain the situation?" Sheng Yuan changed the topic and put the book away while Xian Qing's attention seemed to have been on Ying Meng and did not notice his movements.

Yingmeng's mind was a little confused now, and she looked around confusedly. "Um, where is this?"

"Herringbone area." Xian Qing answered concisely and to the point.

Sheng Yuan looked slightly at Ying Meng, who looked a little confused, and slightly raised his lips, with a dangerous hint of joking in his tone, and added: "The viewing pavilion is built on a hundred-foot stone platform. The stone platform is solid and dug.

It’s not impossible to get up there, but if you can get all the way up without realizing anything, you are also a talent.”

Yingmeng smiled awkwardly, and paused when his eyes touched the friendly smile. "No wonder I said it was so difficult to dig. Haha, that makes sense. How come you guys act together?"

Yu Zhong saw the black mist that had not dissipated from Yingmeng's fingertips, and he felt a little nervous unconsciously. "The lady is missing."

Disappearances in this place are extremely dangerous.

After listening to Yu Zhong's detailed description, Ying Meng perfectly avoided all the key points. "So Mi Xiao disappeared, and all three of you went out. All the old enemies joined forces?! I disappeared, and there was no one."

Do you realize you want to come find me?!"

Yingmeng felt the deep injustice and malice from this world.

"It seems that we don't need to cooperate anymore." The sharp blade turned in a circle on his fingertips, shaking out an afterimage. Xian Qing picked up a little boy who was extremely dissatisfied and began to produce and sell his own grievances.

Guy, turn around and leave.

"What a heartless guy." Sheng Yuan's thin lips held a warm smile, and the arcs outlined at the end of his eyes were violent. "You have to think clearly. Don't forget the value of being unparalleled in the world."

In response to him, the figure disappeared and waited at the door.

Xian Qing walked some distance away and looked at the figure who had been shrinking obediently in his arms.

Dream. "The little guy just left with me. Aren't you afraid of selling you?"

"I'm not afraid." Yingmeng yawned and stuck out his tongue. "Because you will definitely do it!"

Ying Meng knew this very well. She was a little excited just after leaving the dark underground, but it didn't mean that her IQ had dropped.

Xian Qing is obsessed, a goal-driven person, and believes in the art of disobedience.

"Those who are good at turning their backs in ancient times are to cooperate with the four seas, embrace the princes, transform the places of disobedience, and then use them to seek unity." - "Gui Guzi· Disobedience No. 6"

He may do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, and his upbringing gives him extremely terrifying abilities and courage, which prevents him from easily being stopped by insurmountable problems, let alone allowing himself to be defeated emotionally.

Plus she observed some interesting things.

The book in Sheng Yuan's hand... looked inexplicably familiar. And judging from his reaction, the book probably belonged to Xian Qing.

Sheng Yuan still seems to be the handsome young man, but the ruffianism in his body has become more gentle, and there is an affinity for danger... and he is more similar to him in the future.

Yu Zhong seemed to recognize the black mist on her body and was a little scared...

She was very curious about what happened to them. As for what Yu Zhong said, the possibility that they came together for Mi Xiao was very low, unless Mi Xiao's disappearance and those things...

Another example is that she took the peanuts from Yu Zhong's hand without anyone noticing.

"Then you are still coming with me?" Xian Qing narrowed his eyes coldly.

Yingmeng laughed softly. "I just want to prove a point."

Shadow Dream recalled that wandering thought in the dungeon. Who was controlling whom? Is there really control?

It may be the emotion caused by the scene, or it may be the sadness that sprouts under guidance.

Some changes are always in vain, and some persistence cannot withstand the passage of time...

If everyone lives a life "guided" by others, then everyone is influencing others. Is all this a lie controlled by Bei?

Just as Xian Qing was about to say something, he was interrupted by Yu Zhong, who was catching up with him out of breath. "Master Xian, wait a moment."

Ying Meng instinctively stuffed the peanuts into her arms.

Xian Qing glanced at Yan Yingmeng's small movements without expression, and looked at Yu Zhong coldly. "I don't need to cooperate with someone who loses his teammates because he shows off his wealth, and whose shots are not neat enough."

"That... Mr. Sheng... also said..." Yu Zhong looked a little frightened at the look in Shang Xianqing's eyes, but she managed not to panic and spoke stammeringly, "Don't you pay for your cup of tea...?

"

Yingmeng: "..." Hahahahaha!

Xian Qing's expression remained unchanged, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the color was so dark that no light could shine through. "Then let him think about how much the hush money is worth?"
Chapter completed!