The fragrance lit by the incense burner permeates the room.

Xian Qing sat by the bed, staring at Yingmeng faintly. Yun Danfengqing's "mask" perfectly blocked the thoughts in his heart. No one noticed that there was a little bit of undetectable confusion in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Yingmeng's unusual behavior and her own grasped shoulders, she had no fluctuations in her heart, and even wanted to sleep.

Yingmeng, who is already convinced that there are no normal people around her, says that just as she often says, just get used to it.

After about a quarter of an hour, the slender black eyelashes drooped slightly, and the calm expression made people unable to see any emotions. The phoenix eyes, which were as clear as glass, were stained with some darkness.

Xian Qing's expression returned to her cold and careless look, she stood up and sat upright in front of the log table in the room. "Did you find anything?"

Yingmeng (′?ω?`): "Come prices, catering, public areas, gift shops, comprehensive facilities, service items, entertainment facilities, banquet facilities, calculations?"

"You think you're on vacation?" Xian Qing narrowed his eyes, with a little danger in his eyes. "Where are you playing?"

Yingmeng hugged herself innocently. She just did something that normal passengers would do, but unfortunately she was not a passenger.

Realizing that Xian Qing was beginning to take it seriously, Ying Meng was a little serious and was not playing tricks.

“The people here look lifelike, but they are actually like set puppets, and they only repeat the plot that belongs to them.

Things will turn back when extremes are there. The spiritual energy here is too heavy, and there is even a tendency to develop yin energy, or it is originally a pseudo-spiritual energy formed from the development of yin energy to the extreme. There are real fragments here, recording some things that have happened, which are obviously not a beautiful thing.

During the communication with the people here, I found that this may be that the Immortal World had just won the battle with the Human World and signed several favorable agreements, entering a golden transition period before the period of gods and demons. It was the stage of rapid economic development. After the war, everything was in trouble, and it was also the most chaotic era in the Immortal World.

Victory led to the continuous expansion of various rights and wealth, and the former system seemed old and had great flaws. Without a complete system, a group of speculators appeared and formed various social black forces, rampant in the newly established society. This was a period full of falsehood and sin. Political corruption, real profits such as rights and wealth determine everything. They were extremely corrupt and extremely extravagant and gorgeous."

"This is in line with the luxurious and gorgeous design here. All kinds of priceless things are placed to demonstrate their power.

A style we define as vulgar is indeed very consistent with that era." Xian Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, looking a little happy, and such emotions could be observed from the speed at which the gloomy breath dissipated.

"This period of gilding is not something that the fairy world is proud of. There are not many records. Even the history books of the genius training camp have only mentioned a few words. I don't know much. Where did you hear it?" Xian Qing looked at Yingmeng with a teaching look of a child. Yingmeng saw a look of relief from his calm expression. That expression was to give the credit to him.

"Actually, I don't know either." Yingmeng narrowed her eyes slightly, pursed her lips, and showed a cute smile, clean, pure, innocent and innocent. "It's mainly what I listened to when chatting with people here.

It sounds strange. People who have experienced this era should not use the evaluation of this era in the future to tell this era, as if they have already experienced it. This is indeed a very strange place."

Xian Qing's eyes flashed, and she didn't hear the answer she wanted to hear. Although she was a little dissatisfied, she also realized that she was a little naive. Is it important that he taught? Of course, realizing that it was one thing, and showing it was another.

"I dare to say it out loud, but I have the ability."

Yingmeng: ╮(╯▽╰)╭It’s good to get used to it, but the dog is sick again, just don’t do it.

The moody sycophant Wuming said that she was so capable of living so big with such a moody person!

"Can you please? I'll use the few words in the history books to wake me up, the ignorant poor man." Ying Meng smiled, and said humbly, and her tone was a respectful tone, but the content did not mean anything humble.

Xian Qing tapped the table with his fingertips, Ying Meng tilted her head and sat up straight immediately, looking very serious.

Xian Qing raised his hand to cover his face. This little guy really has the ability to anger him to death.

"The book actually only records one incident. At that time, there was a legend that had half of the wealth of the eight realms. He invited celebrities from all walks of life to come to his name. It was also the most luxurious and depressing inn in the world. The invited people were powerful people from all walks of life, politicians and celebrities, soldiers who had won merits in the war, and merchants with huge wealth to hold an extremely luxurious banquet.

I still don’t know the reason for the invitation, but I only know that the banquet ended with a fire. Everyone lost their traces and put a broken end to the extravagant Gilded Age. There are many inferences in later generations... What’s wrong with you?"

Ying Meng's smile broke out and her expression was a little stiff.

Xian Qing frowned slightly, Ying Meng's face didn't look like she was pretending.

"That... I didn't recommend the knowledge fragments, but the instructor said." Yingmeng looked around carefully, with a little solemn expression, and his hands were clenched unconsciously. "There are people coming and going here, and through communication, they seem to have different identities, from different interfaces, for different reasons, this inn... You said, we would not have happened to encounter that banquet." Yingmeng suddenly said.

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into silence and was silent.

Not only the thoughts produced by the association, but also the cold air that comes with the room, a hint of coolness in their hearts.

Xian Qing was silent for a while, his face pale and terrible. "Impossible."

Xian Qing said that it was impossible. That taboo history was cursed. If the real fragments were taken out by the Ghost Training Camp, it would prove that the fire and the conspiracy hidden behind it were related to the Ghost Training Camp. The characters who disappeared at the beginning and later were later deemed to be dead have a considerable status in the Eight Realms. This place is powerful and will never have the strength to be enemies with the Eight Realms.

Yingmeng: No, you are wrong, they have it.

She didn't say anything, because Xian Qing wouldn't believe it even after saying it. Not to mention that Xian Qing had just come into contact with the secrets of genius training at this time, he had not had the opportunity to comprehend the spread of his power, let alone his performance was not as good as he wanted to believe it.

Yingmeng frowned slightly, sat on the bed with an expressionless face, and a strange red light flashed in her dark eyes. Suddenly she heard a cry of sorrow, and a cold wind gently brushed across her neck, a meditating and terrifying thing... She shook her head quickly, trying to pull her attention back to the present.

Suddenly, Ying Meng covered her neck with her hands and began to breathe heavily. The rhythmic breathing sound was infinitely amplified in the open room, making her so trembling that she was rushing.

“There is something here…there is something here…”

A low voice came out of her throat, and it didn't sound like her voice at all. Instead, it looked like many people speaking at the same time and saying this warning in unison.

Xian Qing lowered her eyes and looked at Yingmeng's dark pupils, emitting a kind of light, firmly locking Yingmeng's slender figure. Her eyes were complicated and weird, making people unable to see what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!