The air was extremely quiet, with almost no sound.

Yingmeng was slightly stunned, her eyes covered by her long eyelashes were still light. She opened her mouth to break the silence and said tentatively: "Shengyuan Immortal Lord?"

After Yingmeng asked, the atmosphere fell into a dead quiet again.

Ying Meng thought about the other party's expression repeatedly and carefully, probably because she was surprised, strange, and suspicious.

Ying Meng took a deep breath. It was probably an illusion just now, but she reminded herself that the issue she wanted to verify at the beginning was not arguing about fairness, but...

Yingmeng narrowed her eyes dangerously, and her eyes darkened, and the abyss unfolded in her eyes.

"It's okay, I just saw some ghost. What you said is right, I never thought about this point. Death is absolutely fair."

This statement undoubtedly means admitting that the other party is right. The other party experienced obvious emotional fluctuations when he heard the words, which should have meant that he was relieved.

Ghost Training Camp: When you realize you have won, you will breathe a sigh of relief, and this is the time when you let go of your vigilance and your defense is weakest.

Yingmeng met his eyes, lowered his voice, with a unique magnetism, and several fine currents passed through his eyes. "Death, it is so fair. Fair, you have always yearned for it. So can you embrace the fairness in your mouth?"

"Embraise fairness..." Shengyuan went over and over again and again, his voice getting lower and lower, as if he was muttering himself, his voice was obscure and deep. He slowly raised his hand and slapped his celestial cover under Yingmeng's expectant gaze.

Just as his hand touched his Tianling Cap, a sudden stinging pain passed through Ying Meng's mind, followed by a fall that gradually lost strength in her whole body. Her body lost support and was left with endless dizziness.

The picture was twisted, and the picture was rippling, and it began to shake violently, cracked and cracked, and finally disappeared as if it had never existed.

The boundless darkness, the eternal silence, Ying Meng half-kneeled on the ground, with her left hand pressing against the ground, supporting her body. Her eyes could almost overflow blood, her breathing became more and more rapid, and blood overflowed the corners of her lips. The severe pain spread from her brain to her limbs, with suffocating sensory stimulation.

My mind was like a straight string that kept shrinking, and then suddenly broke.

At this moment, everything seemed to be quiet, nothing could be felt, only darkness was left.

Yingmeng slowly blinked her long eyelashes and raised her head mechanically. What caught her eyes was the ink color that could not see the light and shadow.

She is back, her brain.

Yingmeng moved her fingertips, and the pain that spread throughout her body had not yet dissipated... Is it a warning?

Whose warning?

destiny?

This is absolutely impossible. Because fate is just a possibility. If a change occurs, it is also the fate that was scheduled earlier, so it will not be deliberately

Prevent.

This forced offline is not caused by nature. Is it artificial?

Who stopped her?

Obviously, isn't it? Who else can be there except the trader behind her who has the ability to stop her?

Yingmeng's eyes became deeper and deeper, and the ink-colored hair was scattered on her forehead, which was silent patience and restraint.

Her body should still be in a wilderness, it should be said that her whole body is under the control of others.

Yingmeng fell silently in the darkness, silently like a sculpture of ice and snow in the night. So... her assumption was confirmed... not an illusion.

If it is an illusion, they can completely let themselves kill that person. If they want to be more perfect and make themselves believe that it is the past, they can directly cause some unexpected factors and interfere with themselves. Anyway, it is an illusion, and they can be changed at will, right?

As time goes by, the pain is slowing down a little. There is no support here, only nothingness. The shadow dream floats in the darkness, with long eyelashes slightly hanging, covering the eyes, and the pale side face is a bit too much, a fragile and vulnerable beauty.

So it's not an illusion! I've really gone back... back in the past.

She didn't know that her talent had this function? She suddenly felt a little funny.

Yingmeng felt a long and continuous stinging pain that the body responded to.

So...there is now the situation that others are controlling her brain and controlling his talents, and she only has a ray of consciousness left, locked in her brain, and then forced back to the past... Why? What are they trying to do?

It's impossible to share the dark history of some big names.

Combined with what Izumachi said.

"It's worthy of this talent without training."

"This level is not good. Progress is too slow in this era."

"If you actually have talent, go back and have a look."

Training... The heat is not enough, so I have to train a few more points... Go back and take a look...

Yingmeng thinks the most likely guess is to force yourself to study and train. As for why...

Some people probably can't wait and want to verify that prophecy as soon as possible.

If you fail, you don’t have to waste time on this chess. You are so anxious... It seems that the things you have done in recent years relying on the other party’s guess that the other party will not kill her for the time being has disgusted some people.

As for success, everyone will naturally be happy... Except for her. Looking at the attitude of No. 3, you will know that the final outcome will not be much better if you become the person in the prophecy.

By the way, my brain is under the control of others, so others can completely switch the picture in front of me. Why should I give a warning and force her to pull her out?

Ying Meng's slender fingers bent slightly, and the emotions deep in her eyes seemed to be able to overflow

Come to the black fog.

So... is the reason for the screen switching? The other party cannot control it.

Ying Meng's hand hanging beside her clenched slightly and hissed softly. Control the brain area? How did it do it?

The pain from the body penetrates into the bone marrow.

The other party seems to be able to produce the effect they want by stimulating their brain domain, but this process is not so pleasant for them.

So should she be obedient?

Ying Meng laughed in a daze. She smiled bitterly, as pale as paper, as if she surrendered to something.

She seemed to have no choice.

By the way, can the future be changed if it really returns to the past?

No, the future will not change, because there is more than one future in the past, and maybe she can go to another future.

This seems to be a good idea.

However, with those people staring at their brains, this idea is unlikely.

Unless you are not doing it yourself.

As No. 3 said. "Everything goes by the theme, but change some tiny details, and the end of the details will be like a fork in the river flowing further and further away."

Yingmeng knew that someone was staring at him and did not reveal his thoughts.

His smile became paler, as if he had figured out something and had given up part of his body.

As for whether someone knows whether she has reacted? Haha, isn’t this easy to guess? All she has to do is to make someone not know that she has guessed that someone has guessed.

Someone's purpose has not been completed yet, so he will naturally stuff her back.

She just needs to wait now.

Ying Meng's eyes shook for a moment, and the sad coldness in her eyes, as if a thin layer of blood was dyed with a hint of madness and cruelty, like a demon crawling out of hell, making people feel a bit cold from the bones.

A white figure paused slightly in a quiet valley, and a trace of instinctive fear flashed between the eyebrows, but the next moment, the eyebrows were soothing and slowly took a sip of fragrant tea. Very well, this is what a variable should look like.

Treat her as a chess piece... I don't know if this chess piece will backfire.

There was only Qingming left in Yingmeng's eyes, as if everything was just an illusion, there was no darkness in her eyes. It was impossible to tell that she was the Nine who had a mental breakdown, the evil and unscrupulous Wuming, the bloodthirsty and wise Shadow Demon... It was like she was still the carefree and bold Xuanxian.

First set a grand goal - to become a certain immortal king.

If you can't do it yourself, find a way to let others do it.

Well, this should be considered delusion.
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