No. 5 stood there, his face pale, his wrists shaking, as if he was deciding whether to take advantage of this moment and fight to the death.

Sheng Yuan did not speak anymore, but looked at No. 5 quietly. Sheng Yuan was smiling and standing with his hands behind his back. He looked gentle and elegant, which made No. 5 almost think that the unfathomable pressure covering him was an illusion.

No. 5 bit the tip of his tongue. The pain brought him back to consciousness for a short time. His eyes became colder and quieter inch by inch, as if they were frozen in the abyss. With a flick of his wrist, he seemed to have made a choice, but when

The moment he raised his head...

No. 5 looked into Sheng Yuan's half-smiling eyes, and felt a sudden palpitation in his heart.

Sheng Yuan had a smile on his face and a strong smell of pen and ink on his body. He looked harmless to humans and animals, but his eyes were like the waves rising and falling like the undercurrent of the deep sea, as if they could drown and swallow people in an instant.

His thoughts now changed from choosing between fighting to the death and giving up the struggle to surrendering or committing suicide.

To make a genius with good comprehensive ability not even have the courage to fight to the death under the threat of death, it can be seen that Shengyuan is very good at using fear.

Sheng Yuan looked at No. 5 who was on the verge of despair with a calm expression, and evoked a bright smile.

He had no problem with No. 5 wanting to be the master of a training camp for ghosts.

He has always known that there are many people in the ghost training camp who want to get rid of him, and many people are greedy for the power in his hands. How come these people don't know that power is never the ultimate goal but just a tool.

But it doesn't matter, he is a ranking person. A ranking person is a bit ambitious, nothing unusual. But if he is a core figure, how is it possible? This kind of person cannot even become a core figure.

After all, his method of training queuers is different from training core personnel.

The core character only needs to know how to obey and achieve that goal at all costs.

As a queuer, he is very likely to be the next master of the ghost training camp.

The master of the ghost training camp should not be a machine that can only obey. Instead, he should be a person who can think, have his own ideas, have ambitions, be able to calculate rationally, and be obsessed with goals.

If you choose that person with obsession, it is not too late to implant it in the future, but other abilities need to be developed slowly.

Sometimes all it takes is one person and a bunch of whetstones to complete the perfect training.

The gentler Sheng Yuan's face was, the more frightened No. 5 was.

When No. 5 was about to lose control and was killed by his own fear, Sheng Yuan finally slowly looked away.

Then a gentle but not

A voice that lacked dignity echoed in the valley. "You are my heir, but you are not the only heir. If you want to become the master of the ghost training camp, you have to rely on yourself and work hard."

Hearing this tone, which was like an elder appreciating a younger one, No. 5 not only did not relax his vigilance, but also had the thought that the boss finally saw me and was ready to help me take over, which actually deepened the fear in his heart.

Sheng Yuan's words all indicate that there is only one successor, and the others should be dealt with. And what he said at this time probably means that the battle of life and death is coming soon, and it is a reminder to himself that he is very likely to

be removed.

Sheng Yuan turned around, seemingly unprepared, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, and turned over the book in his hand. He looked relaxed and relaxed, while No. 5's muscles were tense, and he was ready to take action at any time.

A sharp contrast was produced.

"I heard that the remnants of the beast world are gathered in a certain desert."

No. 5 wiped the sweat from his head. This sentence may seem wrong, but how could Sheng Yuan say useless things? There must be a mystery hidden in it. The remnants of the beast world have gathered in a certain desert, and they have basically been locked.

Find out the location of the remnants of the beast world.

This desert landmark is common knowledge in the ghost training camp.

The remnants of the beast world should refer to the group of people who are completely loyal and have not betrayed yet, so they have been wanted by the fairy world.

Before No. 5 could think clearly, Sheng Yuan spoke again, his voice extremely gentle. "Do you think I'm old?"

Sheng Yuan is probably around a few thousand years old. This age is considered youth in the immortal world. How can he be considered old?

No. 5 was not sure for a moment what Sheng Yuan was planning, but based on what he said before, he felt that the life and death battle might be in the near future.

Seeing that No. 5 didn't answer for a long time, Sheng Yuan's eyes were as gentle as water.

This is a person who is carefully cultivated.

The master of the ghost training camp should not have a weakness, even if he does, it should be that obsession.

Being afraid of someone is not an ideal thing.

Maybe after the next master is elected, he should go to Hexi. Or before?

You can continue without fear. Lead the ghost training camp towards the light, right?

Sheng Yuan turned his finger and looked at the turbulent lake. The fish that floated up had been pecked clean. The birds were full of food and drink, hovering in the air and playing on the water. Everything was calm, but who

Do you know if this will be the last peace before dawn?

"The world in Xuanhu can be saved, so it's up to you to save the remnants of the beast race. In order to show our respect for the once glorious civilization, those who go

Everyone is waiting in line to set off immediately."

No. 5's pupils dilated slightly. Is this a direct life-and-death battle?

Sheng Yuan ignored the stunned No. 5 and looked at the stream in front of him.

The birds that had eaten the rice suddenly started pecking at their own kind like crazy.

For a moment, white feathers fell from the sky overwhelmingly, and they were so beautiful that they felt like they were in a fairyland. Behind them were bloody corpses.

I don’t know if they will be glad now that they didn’t grab the rice.

Sheng Yuan shook his head and sighed.

This sigh brought No. 5 back to reality from his endless thoughts. He controlled his expression, bowed seriously, and then withdrew.

His back was smooth as he walked, and every step was very steady, neither urgent nor slow. But Sheng Wu looked at his tense muscles and judged that his speed was faster than before, and couldn't help but sigh, it was really urgent.

.

Judging from his anxious look, he probably wanted to head to the desert to seize the opportunity.

Sheng Yuan shook his head again and sighed, people never learn lessons from nature.

Sheng Yuan gently lifted up an injured white dove, compassionately caressed its blood-stained feathers, restored its injuries with pity in his eyes, and released the dove into the air again.

Sheng Yuan narrowed his eyes, and the white pigeon, which had recovered from its injury, flapped its wings and joined the flock of birds to fly happily, as if nothing had happened.

I'm so envious.

"I told all the people in line that if they don't want to go, they can be taken there by force."

As soon as he finished speaking, a breeze blew around him.

Nothing changed except a leaf falling from the tree.

Sheng Yuan twirled his fingers, his hiding skills were far worse than that of No. 8.

He was aware of the aura, but had he ever thought about what if he was an enemy?

Why is there always some dead wood around him?

After making a gesture to the air, two figures appeared, and a guqin was brought in again.

The young Immortal Lord's slender fingers rested on the guqin again, producing a gorgeous and sharp sound. Listening to this tone, you knew it was another unparalleled piano.
Chapter completed!