While listening to Xian Qing's description of the situation at that time, Ying Meng held a yin needle to try to repair her meridians. She sighed casually that one more skill can not only allow you to have a kind of younger brother, but also avoid turning into a rag doll when an accident occurs.

But the more I heard it, the more I felt it was wrong. Why did it sound like she was out of control? No, judging from her years of experience of falling into a demon, the memory of the loss of control should be retained, and after the loss of control, the cultivation or talent will be significantly improved.

But this time it was obvious that it didn't. Wait, this seems to have happened.

Yingmeng paused for a few seconds, and finally remembered the time when the mentor appeared before, and she had no memory. She suspected that the mentor had tampered with her memory, but now it seems that it was her own problem?

How is this possible?! Let her take care of it carefully.

Destroying the demon is because of the inner demon, and then falling into the demon will lead to loss of control. If it is caused by the inner demon, she should keep the memory, because the inner demon is just a ray of extreme thoughts, she should not have the ability to remember the shadow.

Of course, this is just her assumption, after all, no one knows exactly what the inner demon is.

Yingmeng made several assumptions, but none of them made sense. Only independent thinking can do it...

Suddenly, Ying Meng imagined the backlash of talent. Can she assume that she was not falling into a demon, and when did another self appear in her body? If you follow this theory, the conclusion is that the other self is constantly getting stronger and there is even a way to block some memories. This is very dangerous.

Thinking of this, a trace of danger flashed in Yingmeng's eyes. In her memory, she divided herself into two pieces, but that was to protect her purest and cleanest side.

She always thought that she was separated by the darkness, and the other side was the cleanest side. If it was really like Xian Qing described... she was definitely not that pure white... the cleanest side might have never existed.

Yingmeng blocked the sword in front of her. Xian Qing, who was always alert, scatteredly raised her delicate eyebrows and chuckled gently. "That's what you said..."

Ying Meng flew out like an arrow, and her back fell heavily to the ground, causing pain. She successfully played the role of something that she would not die if she didn't commit suicide.

"Wait..." Ying Meng groaned faintly, and her face showed a fleeting expression of pain.

Yingmeng reached out and touched her back, and could feel the blood, and it had just been sewn and cracked again.

Yingmeng: "..." Judging from this reaction, it is estimated that the previous description was not mixed.

"Woooo! You...you are so bullying!"

"You still call your master?"

Shadow Dream

:"..." I lost!

Of course, the shadow dream, whose face has been cultivated, will naturally not calm down. She just remained silent for a moment, and then...

"Wow! Crazy! I was so sleepy that I was taken care of for no reason. It's unreasonable! I hit me and said I had to do the first move. But what am I doing? I have no impression of it at all. Wow, it's all because I met you. If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't be so miserable.

If I didn't meet you, I wouldn't lose control. Oh my God, you designed something like this, and you beat me because of it. It's so unfair! Oh my God, I just had a chance to counterattack, but I still paid such a heavy price. I don't know yet. I'm going to make a personal comment, who is pitiful!"

Xian Qing: "..." Now he believed that Yingmeng had returned to normal. Thinking about the powerful, gentle and lazy, ancient and precious one before... Well, it was simply shattering the three views, and his eyes fell all over the ground.

"You won, what do you want?" Xian Qing glanced at her, and there was a sense of helplessness in his voice.

Yingmeng immediately bounced up from the ground, showing the world a miracle in the history of medicine, patted the dust that did not exist at all, and strongly asked Xian Qing to cooperate again, and asked her to use the Shadow Stone to keep a souvenir.

"It's easy to say." Xian Qing's voice was very dull. "If you want to keep a souvenir, just fight again!"

Shadow Dream is timid in seconds.

In order to hide her embarrassment, she decisively changed the subject. "Do you have nothing to ask me?"

Xian Qing was stunned for a moment, put away the gentleman's sword in his hand, and the soft ink hair was shining in his eyes. "I will know, don't I?"

He took out another gentleman sword that looked so weathered and handed it to Yingmeng with both hands. "I think this belongs to you."

"Look for a real gentleman."

"You're worthy."

Yingmeng smiled faintly.

Everything is in vain.

However, this subtle atmosphere was quickly shattered.

"I remember you need to take the exam today." Although Ying Meng was extremely anxious, the gloating in her tone was not concealed. She looked up at the sky with a very symbolic sign, and pointed to the direction of the sun, and the corners of her mouth were bent.

Xian Qing was silent for a moment, looked at her coldly, and decisively left. "Don't forget, you need to take the exam, too."

Shadow Dream:!!

The two of them were so anxious that they rushed to the agreed location.

Just now, the two of them actually entered the external state at the same time.

Even though the image looks embarrassed, the aura on his face is hanging, pretending that everything is normal.

So one of them walked into the crowd with calmness and the other with unrestrained evil and tacits.

The people who were originally talking about how to tease Xian Qing were collectively silent when they saw the two of them arriving at the same time and dressing up the image of the village.

At first, they did think that they must make fun of Xian Qing. After all, this person is so annoying. The rules are so severe that he has been criticized by everyone here. It is rare that he was late once and naturally would not let him go there easily.

As for Yingmeng, it takes energy to tease a person. It is better to tease someone who can make you feel accomplished. After all, no one will kick a dead dog.

Shadow, forgotten by everyone, dream: I can't be completely grateful and feel offended.

Of course, if people can laugh at each other, sarcastically, and tease something, then this matter must be important enough first. But it cannot be too important. If it is too important, everyone will only look at each other, be stunned, and start to question whether the way they get up is incorrect, or in a dream.

Seeing that the two of them were stained with blood, their cheeks were pale and bloody, their temples were messy, and their clothes were not so important.

Everyone: What did these two people do last night?

Everyone chose to remain silent one after another, and no one was willing to be the first person to eat crabs.

Xian Qing threw Ying Meng with a look.

Yingmeng pulled the corner of her mouth and blinked. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of vitality and desolation, as if she was a bottomless black hole, sucking all the light.

She turned her head slowly and glanced at everyone, making sure that everyone had a look at her, a very obvious threat and warning.

Then the two of them made a random trick, sorted out their image, and turned back to their usual position, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone:...curious...

Seeing the normal and normal behavior of the two, it was hard for everyone to ask.

The two of them successfully played the correct way to use the bell of the ears. When they covered their ears, they were not their own, but others'. As long as they performed normally and ensured that others behave normally, they could hide the truth.

When Xian Qing passed by Shengyuan, she threw a porcelain bottle to Shengyuan, who was having fun.

Shengyuan opened his eyes and his face froze, leaving only seriousness, and Xiang Xianqing threw a look of speaking.
Chapter completed!