Yingmeng tried to stand up, but the severe pain burned her nerves, causing her leg muscles to rebel and refuse to obey the instructions from the brain headquarters.

What's going on? Shouldn't a master-level illusion array change all her senses?

When the idea of ​​standing up flashed through her mind, the scene in front of her should change accordingly, making her think that she had really stood up. Why not even give her this little bit of comfort? This illusion array is not good, bad review!

I lowered my head and looked at my clothes. There was no change at all. Except for the surrounding scene, nothing else had changed. Even the touch of the most basic floor surface had not changed. It seemed that the only thing that had changed was the vision.

Yingmeng pursed her lips unhappily.

She now seriously suspects that the person who built the maze spent too much money in the early stage, which resulted in insufficient funds in the later stage, so she cut corners on the last formation.

This is simply an insult to a perfect work of art. The most important thing is that if this formation is a parallel import, then she actually stumbled on a tofu project. This is simply an all-round humiliation to her IQ, experience, and strength. This is simply

This is the most terrifying thing that happened to her tonight!

Of course, complaints are complaints. Although this formation looked watery, she really couldn't get out.

Of course, it's definitely not a problem with her strength. It's just changing the image here, but other crises are real.

Yingmeng also knows that his body has reached its limit now, and even if he moves, it will be like a fire. If he moves randomly again, it will not only hurt, but also cause serious damage to the body itself.

Yingmeng simply sat cross-legged and began to adjust her breathing. She didn't think anyone else could run in, at least not in a short period of time.

If she sat still, what would this illusion be able to do to her?

However, the shadow dream did not move, and the illusion moved. For a moment, the sound of children playing around appeared, ah, the hearing was changed.

There was a faint smile on Yingmeng's lips, but she didn't open her eyes and ignored it.

Then in an instant, the bustling alley suddenly became quiet, and the mist enveloped the alley silently. The once warm alley suddenly began to become stained with blood, and blood continued to gather at Yingmeng's feet.

Just when the blood stains were about to reach her body, Yingmeng opened her eyes, and her dark eyes were shining with black light, like thousands of stars.

Yingmeng looked calmly at the ground, with an elegant and harmless smile on his features. He looked at the familiar scene in front of him. It looked exactly like the day Yang Cang died.

Yingmeng surrounds the cold alley, where she first appeared. Thinking back to her naive and pathetically confused and helpless desire for redemption, Yingmeng smiles more and more tenderly. Here she comes!

"She is a demon!"

"She was the one who killed Yang Cang!"

"She is a demon and will bring bad luck to those around her."

"Devil, stay away from me."

"Don't come again!"

"Get out of here!"

It's exactly the same! A trace of interest flashed in Yingmeng's eyes, and she looked calmly at her friends who used to play with her, throwing stones at her, and she wanted to kill herself. She smiled softly, and her slender jade-like hands were on her face.

There were knocks on the ground, accompanied by the crisp sound of stones hitting bones, which gave people an inexplicable and depressing feeling.

There is resentment. Ying Meng's thin lips held an elegant and harmless smile, and she looked forward. It seemed that the real crisis had not yet appeared.

Ying Meng lowered her eyes and saw the endless depth inside. She actually felt a trace of despair, a sense of sadness, and a sense of heartbreak. She knew that this was how she felt before she started the killing spree, but wasn't she already out of control? Why?

Will it still feel uncomfortable?

At this time, the blood on the ground had already stained her robe. The child in front of her ran away in panic. Here comes the mistake she had made. Retribution, retribution.

The child who fell on the ground and died of losing his heart slowly got up from the ground. The empty and helpless eyes pierced directly into Yingmeng's heart. Yingmeng felt a powerful resentment coming towards her.

Yingmeng had no defense. After all, mobilizing energy to dodge or resist the damage caused was much more than the impact of this airflow.

Ying Meng's face was slightly pale, and there was a bit of unbearable pain between her delicate brows. The red color on her body was unknown whether it was blood or the original color. Ying Meng showed a smile, looked at the corpse, and said calmly: "Here you go.

Already."

Yes, it's finally here. The mistakes she made have finally come back to find her. I didn't expect that this formation could actually drag the resentful souls out of the ghost world.

It can be seen that the regulations set by the fairy world later are just pieces of waste paper.

I don’t know what kind of formation it is, but he has such great ability. This man has been dead for many years!

At this time, Ying Meng was still in a mood to comment on the issue of people and funding for building the maze in the first place.

The resentment from all around attacked Yingmeng inexplicably.

Yingmeng moved back a little to avoid the resentment. At the same time, the color on her face instantly faded, and there was a faint trace of blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth. It slipped from her chin along her mouth and dripped onto his clothes, blending into the bright red.

I didn't expect that this body has reached this point? The meridians will be broken if you move it lightly.

There was a smile in Yingmeng's eyes, and she seemed like a gentle person in a trance.

Seeing that there was no trace of fear on Yingmeng's face, the resentful soul let out a loud scream. Yingmeng's performance made him feel that he was just a clown, making a ridiculous joke on his own stage.

"Do you know who I am?"

Ying Meng looked at the child in front of her with interest. The missing piece of her chest seemed to have been left behind when he dug out her heart. His clothes were as ragged as before. After all, they said he was a beggar in a harsh way.

"Of course. I

I advise you not to come here again. I know you want me to die in the same way as you. But for your own good, don’t take another step forward. I don’t want to be your enemy, my friend." The voice was gentle and nice, but

The peace that fills the eyes is chilling.

The wind noise became louder and louder, and the resentful soul seemed to be angered, screamed, and began to distort its appearance.

A black vortex formed around Yingmeng, and she was blown to the ground by the wind, coughing out another mouthful of blood.

"Hahahahahaha." The words of the resentful soul's built-in speaker rang in the heart. "If I were you begging for mercy, I wouldn't use this method. Go to hell, go to hell, I am worried about you in the first place, you are just a

Demon. You are covered with the blood of innocent people, you are a demon."

Yingmeng fell down with a smile on his face, and his eyes became extremely complicated.

I want to be noticed and accepted, but the result is that I am cast aside by the world. Why should I work hard if this is the case?

"People are born as villains." - Xunzi

She was born evil, otherwise why would she have no parents? They say that hard work can lead to good, but why can't she change?

Didn't they say that Ying Meng is a demon? Then turn into a demon and show them.

The screams of ghosts came in waves, and it was the ghosts laughing wildly. "I never thought you would end up like this."

Ying Meng closed her eyes and face to cover the emotions in her eyes.

The resentful soul smiled proudly and cheerfully, "Didn't you expect that? Weren't you very arrogant before? Just raise your hand, don't erase me from this world. You will be erased in the same way now, you

happy?"

Yingmeng was too lazy to speak. Her state of mind had already been out of control, and naturally she would not lose control even more because of a past mistake. Her remaining guilt had long been covered by the blood she had stained along the way. She never denied that she had made many mistakes.

She was guilty to begin with. But she had already let the other person hurt her. She would not ask the other person to take her own life again. This life had other uses.

But to be honest, she is really talented and smart. She made up a song casually and actually guessed that the resentful soul was asking for his life.

Seeing Yingmeng's calm expression, Resentful Soul gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? Yingmeng! I will repay you tenfold for the pain you put on me."

Ying Meng chuckled softly. Even though he fell to the ground and was covered in blood, he did not look at all embarrassed. Instead, he had an innate sense of holiness. "The pain that was inflicted on you? You mean that time?"

When you and your friends were so hungry, Mr. Yang and I brought you steamed buns. When you hit me with rocks and bruised me all over, I still smiled at you. I still let you get relief quickly and don't bear this anymore.

The pain in the world. Which one are you talking about?”

The resentful soul was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were sinister. "Shut up! It's Mr. Yang who is kind. When will it be you? You are the devil. After killing Mr. Yang, you will kill us all."

Come on!" He said while approaching Ying Meng step by step.
Chapter completed!