Yingmeng noticed that the sound in her brain stopped, and the black mist in her brain slowly dissipated.

Yingmeng laughed. "You have changed."

The bewitching voice paused. "No, it's you who changed."

The sound disappeared, Ying Meng moved her fingers. In fact, she was not as powerful as she thought, and it was not invincible, but she had been escaping before. Perhaps Xian Qing was right and it was indeed quite interesting to have a fight with her. Of course, this does not mean that she was not angry with Xian Qing.

She was still resentful to Xian Qing, but after all, Xian Qing had been with her for a long time, and gave her the resources to practice, making her qualified to reach the peak at a young age, and even to be considered to have saved her life. As long as Xian Qing did not declare war, she was not qualified to attack him. In addition, even if she was angry with Xian Qing's behavior, Ying Meng would still be sad if Xian Qing died.

The wind and sand outside stopped at some point.

Yingmeng slowly got up, turned her head and walked outside. As a wise person, she would not leave at this time and wait for the wind and sand to rise again. I don’t know that she would have to wait until the year of the Monkey and Horses to go. There is no need to be unhappy for a small episode.

Those who do big things should not make a fuss.

She is such a generous person. What's more important is that there is something unhappy about? It's just worth exposing her weaknesses to others and being used by others.

Ying Meng wanted to leave this place quickly. She understood the truth, but there was always something else in her heart. It was very annoying and meaningless, and she didn't like it.

But when she took two steps, she felt a cold force coming from her head.

Yingmeng, who was in a tense state, responded in an instinctive manner, and the sword shadow in her hand flashed towards the boy's neck.

Xian Qing instantly avoided the fatal blow and quickly imprisoned Ying Meng's hands, with frivolous and dangerous eyes. "So, are you going to kill me?"

Ying Meng tilted her head, and her eyes were clear and ethereal. "I will never kill you with my own hands." I won't do it myself? In other words, will I still take action?

Xian Qing chuckled and let go of the hand that locked Ying Meng's neck. "That's a pity."

There are many secrets in the little guy.

What a pity. If the little guy wants to do it, then he has a reason to let her blood splatter three feet at all costs. Even if he falls into hell together, he will save her forever...

Maybe it's a person who loses it,

He will know more about the preciousness of possession. So... when he finds that everything can be easily deprived, it is undoubtedly a very exciting guide, making him want to hold everything he has. "Little guy, only me, right?"

His voice was faint, and he felt careless, as if he had no concern for the answer.

Yingmeng heard paranoid madness. It turned out that her pathological madness was learned from him! Yingmeng's thin lips raised slightly, and she used all her life to be gentle and affectionate, but it was creepy for no reason. "If it was your order, naturally."

"Ha, you seem to be out of control. Do you need help?" Xian Qing's hands with clear joints rubbed Ying Meng's hair.

Ying Meng raised her eyes lightly and stared at her left hand pressed on her head, her mood fluttering.

Feeling the fluctuations in the air, she finally lowered her eyes and said expressionlessly: "Thank you, but I don't need your help. It's not a polite thing to spy on other people's memories at will."

"Little guy, you should understand that what is painful is not about having nothing, but about having it and finally losing it." Xian Qing held up the shadow dream with her slender hand. "So be good, don't run around."

Yingmeng felt that he was reading his memory. She knew that he didn't know what was wrong with his behavior now, and in the future... nor would he not, at most he could disguise himself. She could understand, and experienced it personally, and it was always different. She understood, and she was the same, so she felt that it was right, but it did not mean that she could always endure the problems caused by his mistakes.

Especially this inexplicable emotions and behavior (she is different! She is the reason why her brain is controlled by others, and it has nothing to do with her if she loses control). Isn’t it just turning around and leaving?! He didn’t do this any time, so she wouldn’t be able to change her?! Double standards!

Ying Meng sighed, with some helplessness in her tone that she didn't notice. "Yes, but what's more painful is not that fate has not favored you, but that when it favors you, your strength cannot be matched." In the end, she just has no strength! Therefore, in his eyes, she is just an object. It's just that he has a more skillful means in the future, making her rely wholeheartedly, and making her only the first person in her world, so that she can be controlled willingly.

"So don't mistake luck for your own strength, it comes with a price. It's just that there is a price for you when there is a time price, so you must be grateful." Xian Qing picked up the tip of his eyes, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

When Yingmeng saw his expression, she finally suppressed her emotions and was easily picked up. "So it is better to be down-to-earth, grasp what you can, and give up what you should give up."

Xian Qing was silent for a long time, and during this time he stared at Yingmeng deeply, until he frowned until he slowly moved his eyes away.

"Your memory is quite interesting." Xian Qing's expression did not change at all, and his tone slowly returned to calm. "When I am the high-ranking immortal king, and the perfect light in your heart, you only have awe for me, and when you find that I am also very fragile, not perfect like you, or even incomplete, your heart beats unconsciously, why?"

"You're thinking too much." Ying Meng smiled with her thin lips, her eyebrows looked a little lazy, but her eyes were covered with a hint of gloom. "It's this body's problem. There is some power affecting me in this place."

"Is that true?" Xian Qingzhang smiled with satisfaction and said nothing. He opened the bamboo slips in front of Yingmeng, and then wrote down his inferiority complex in the blank behind the word Wushuang.

"What are you talking nonsense? Do I look a little inferior?" Yingmeng looked at him angrily, her emotions were all written on her face, her eyes were clean and pure, but false and excessive.

"Who are you?" Xian Qing asked meaningfully.

Both of them were wearing perfect masks and playing the role they wanted to be, but no one knew the darkness under that mask.

Ying Meng raised a strange smile at the corner of her lips, and something was churning in her eyes. "I am me."

"Is that so? Do you really know yourself?" Xian Qing seemed to murmur, but her tone was extremely serious.

They are all lost in the forest and cannot find their way back. She is helpless and self-loathing. He is also extremely confused. He can't stop, but he still has to continue...

Yingmeng felt that the cool voice penetrated into her brain with a very gentle look, and a trace of clarity flashed in her eyes.

She stared at Xian Qing tightly, and was silent for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking.

Finally, she sighed and seemed to have figured out something, and seemed to be even more confused, and looked sideways. She changed the subject. "Go away quickly, I don't want to be trapped here until night. Also, if I use my talent to do this in the future, I will probably not be scolded to death, so please set a good example."

"It's okay. I have always been double-standard to you." Xian Qing chuckled, with something in his words. He seemed to be "normal" again, and his movements gently brought Yingmeng and did not turn around and leave as usual. "Don't lose yourself due to the series of blows and depressions."
Chapter completed!