"Little guy, don't you think you're doing something wrong?" A faint and clear voice suddenly rang in the room. His tone was ridiculous and pleasant, but it obviously lowered the volume. The extremely low frequency directly pierced into Yingmeng's brain. A burst of pain, and a strange arc curvature appeared on the corner of Yingmeng's mouth, and a deep light flashed in her eyes.

In another moment, there was only confusion, inexplicable discomfort and uneasiness in his eyes. Before Yingmeng could react, she felt her feet break off from the ground.

She stared at the surroundings with wide eyes and wonder. When will she shrink?

As soon as the light in Xian Qing's eyes dissipated, he found that there was an extra pendant on his thigh. "Don't you think you did the wrong place?"

Yingmeng then realized that she suddenly appeared on Xian Qing's knee. Although this is normal in the future, now... "Accident, unexpected."

Xian Qing pulled the corner of her mouth. "That banquet story has a great impact on you."

Yingmeng stuck out her tongue and licked her pale lips. "It's just a shadow of childhood." Later generations have had many speculations about that banquet, and the absurd and weird ones account for the majority, which is a good theme for bedtime stories.

The story has a strong influencing ability and is also one of the key skills cultivated in the genius training camp. If this skill is used by Shengyuan to control power and control others, then for Xian Qing, the correct way to use this skill is probably to intimidate children (specifically refer to a naughty child).

Shadow · Scared Dream: This story tells us that intimidation is not a good way of education. Because you never know what environment the shadow of childhood will cause what consequences. After all, people cannot remember the details, but they can remember the feelings. Extreme cases are because of fear when recalling the memories, they will be in a trance, and then their spirits are eroded by the enemy.

Ying Meng took a breath, looked at the hand placed on her waist, and fought back. "Don't you think your hand was in the wrong position?"

Her eyes were bright and her tone was a little aggrieved, and she expressed a meaning - she didn't expect that the dignified Immortal Lord would fall in love with a child!

Before Xian Qing twitched the corner of her mouth, the haze in her heart seemed to have been dispelled a little. When she heard the sound of playing tricks again, she felt a little better inexplicably. "You are so scared!"

Ying Meng curled the corners of her lips, and the smile on her face looked very happy, and she became much more innocent. "I just recalled fear, but it doesn't mean I'm afraid. Similarly, don't you feel a wave of depressed fear? After all, this is a good theme for bedtime stories."

Xian Qing obviously heard the implicit sound of Ying Meng, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly. This guy...

But the upward arc quickly froze. Even if someone in this world has exactly the same talent, the frequency of using talent will never be the same. But at that moment just now, the fluctuations in the air and the fluctuations when Xiang Yuyan used her talent were the same. Think about it again. Is it really a coincidence that the strange black fog. What's the appearance of their group of people here?

Yingmeng also has her own doubts. Didn’t she say that she is a variable? She does not belong to everything and should not be bound by the rules of all. So what was that just now? Is there anything to limit it? She can’t peek... Is there something like her here?

The two of them had their own doubts and speculations in their hearts, but they did not choose to communicate and did not know what they were guarding against.

The atmosphere seemed to be developing towards death again. Yingmeng shrugged, changed the topic, and broke the strange silence and a hint of horror. "I said. My discovery has been finished. Are you not going to talk about yours?"

Xian Qing looked at Yingmeng deeply and followed Yingmeng's topic and left the strange routine. "Tell me all my discoveries, aren't you afraid that I will hide anything?"

"I believe you." As he said this, Ying Meng's smile became brighter and brighter, with a kind of pathological feeling in her eyes. Even the mist that had been covering her eyes tended to disperse.

Xian Qing vaguely curled her lips, and the curve of such a smile was inexplicably dangerous.

There is a relationship of interest between them now, and this relationship can be stabilized during this period.

What a ridiculous thing is it to be a one or two living in the abyss of conspiracy and conspiracy?

Xian Qing pursed her scorching lips and blinked her eyes, her tone was sarcastic. "You are not afraid that we are different."

"Then are you willing to tell me your identity?" Ying Meng heard Xian Qing's words without any embarrassment. Her biggest reaction was probably to add a love pun to the characteristics of the genius training camp in her heart.

Xian Qing looked sideways. "Before this, why don't you talk about yours first."

Yingmeng chuckled, and fortunately she complained about the troublesome words of others the previous second, and she also said a meaningful sentence. "I am with you from beginning to end."

Xian Qing's expression was faint, seemed to be untouched, and her tone was calm. "Murderer."

Yingmeng lowered her eyes slightly, and the deepest and unfathomable position in the eyes was faintly pathological and dangerous. It was obvious that this was not the discussion...

When Yingmeng raised her eyes, there was only cleanness and purity left in her eyes. She tilted her head and imitated Xian Qing's calm and gentle appearance. "No identity."

"You know what I'm asking." Xian Qing raised his hand and threw his bamboo slips in front of Ying Meng.

"I was originally expected that people from this era should not exist, so how could they have an identity?" After receiving Xian Qing's warning gaze, Yingmeng knew that he didn't believe it, so she said nothing, and directly pushed his bamboo slips to him.

But she did not move Xianqing's bamboo slips, and used her actions to express her trust in Xianqing or her interests. After all, no one would refuse a free and powerful help.

Xian Qing swept Yingmeng's bamboo slips with one eye and pulled the corner of her mouth. "I'm lucky."

"You are the first person to say I am lucky." Ying Meng smiled faintly with a smile on her lips, leaning on the chair, blocking the melancholy in her eyes with her arms. "There is no identity. It can be erased casually, just like it has never existed. It does not belong to this era, is incompatible with the world, and is separated from time, and is lucky in your eyes."

"An angle question." Xian Qing coughed gently and bent the corners of his lips. "I should teach you to think more positively in the future."

"You hope." Yingmeng rolled her eyes. "It's a pity that people talk casually on weekdays can't compare to words and deeds."

String green

Looking at the little one sitting on his knee, innocent, ignorant, and happy to play with the world, I also laughed.

The laughter is so joyful, but a feeling of sadness suddenly pops up in my heart.

Hypocrisy, so hypocritical. It is not because Yingmeng is not disguised well enough, but because it is disguised too well. It is to the extreme, and to the extreme, so it seems so hypocritical. Maybe she was really so innocent, but not all people with light can get the tenderness of the world. On the contrary, they will attract a lot of ghosts and monsters. It is not because you treat the world sincerely, you will not be hurt. There are very few lucky people.

He knew very well that he and Yingmeng were the same type of people. Just as Yingmeng said, she was her own reflection and a person who grew up in sin. Such a person would never completely take off his armor. It is indeed possible to have a heart-to-heart talk, but he would never completely.

Xian Qing's fingertips bounced on the table twice, crushing the idea that it had not sprouted for a moment. If he had bet on that little possible luck in the future, he would have died long ago.

"You said, in such a gorgeous place, wouldn't I bring you to play with someone who is capable in the future?" Xian Qing raised his eyes slowly, his tone casually, like a harmless joke.

"Not? In the future, you are an old antique and will only take me to the book pavilion. You know now, don't develop in that direction." Yingmeng smiled and used a coquettish tone. It was very slight and not fucked.

Xian Qing rubbed her head hard. Yes, the two of them were laughing, but it was another matter if they were too sincere.

Both of them are smart people, and they all think of everything they should think of. But they don’t like to say some things, and they think that the other party must have calculated it.

Yingmeng knew that under the shells of the two of them were all dark and grey, and they were a shameless abyss, but they looked confident and outspoken.

Xian Qing suspected Yingmeng and knew that his disguise was not perfect, and he also knew that Yingmeng should have noticed it very early. But no one pointed it out.

Yingmeng was waiting for him to ask her, and as she said another one, she would not lie to him.

But Xian Qing would not ask Ying Meng directly. Although this seemed to be a good solution, he thought of the red color he saw at the gate before, the black fog that was so familiar that he could not be more familiar with, and the same frequency, and there was a dark thought in his heart.

Yingmeng was taught by him in the future. It is easy to change the country and nature is hard to change. Does anyone know how dark his heart is better than him? According to his inertial thinking and combined with Yingmeng's past experience, Yingmeng is essentially as cold and ruthless as him, with profound acting skills. He uses any means to achieve his goal. Once the goal is achieved, he will be eradicated without any mercy.

But the most uncontrollable thing in this world is the human heart. He has never calculated it from beginning to end. He can also choose good and good in sin and evil.

Some people are qualified to have a bottom line. No matter how cruel or poisonous they have in their lives, some methods will never be used on Guangming.

The two of them had their own abortion in their hearts, but they seemed to be leaning against each other without any scruples.
Chapter completed!