After staying away from Yuzhong, Ying Meng finally couldn't help it, but considering Xian Qing's face, she just let out a quick laugh.

"Is there anything funny?" Xian Qing asked playfully.

Yingmeng felt the indescribable chill suddenly rise in the air, put away her smile, cleared her throat, and pulled the topic to the main thing. "You have all changed a lot. Now I suddenly realize that you are becoming more and more like you in the future. My Xiao's disappearance is afraid of many things that are involved, right? Or her disappearance is that small thing."

"It's nothing big. It's just a scene where a fool who pursues aesthetics can clearly make us grateful, but he has no words to express his grace to leave a dignified image." Xian Qing's eyes were dark and tilted. When he remembered Mi Xiao, he suddenly realized that he saw through the meaning of existence here, and believed that there was no need to continue to struggle, and then reconciled with him, leaving with a smile, Xian Qing felt that a very strange emotion wrapped him up. He didn't know whether to sigh at the courage to relieve himself or question whether he could really leave so easily.

Xian Qing didn't want to talk about this topic. He spoke in a low and clear manner, calm and calm manner. "You seem to have changed, so why not discuss your experience first."

Yingmeng's hands overlapped each other, slightly against the beautiful jaw with a curved arc. "It's just listening to a skeleton telling an interesting story."

"There is an immortal who once made a mistake that was so cursed by others for thousands of years. He has not been forgiven for his efforts over the past thousand years, and in the end he became a demon. I really don't know whether he was guilty, ignorant of repentance, or human measurement, or some deliberate guidance from malicious intentions that made him make mistakes again and again?" Ying Meng leaned lazily in Xian Qing's arms, and Xian Qing's figure reflected some unidentified smiles in her pupils. "There is nothing else, where are you?"

"A story happened here, too." Xian Qing paused with his fingertips, his expression remained calm, and the shadows drooped from his eyelashes obscured the color in his eyes. "A madman who did not allow anyone in the world to be richer than him, inadvertently revealed his leisurely breath, but eventually pulled the bystanders to be unlucky."

According to Xian Qing's description, the array plate revolves, and what happened once again will appear. According to history, there was a family that was once prosperous, and this trial began with real fragments.

During that luxurious gilding era, the inn's glorious period, the Guanxiu Chen family held a huge wedding banquet here to celebrate their marriage with another family, and they accidentally met.

I don’t know what the greedy shopkeeper did behind the scenes. The wedding banquet, which had nothing to do with them, was involved in Shengyuan.

In short, the heir of the family came to Shengyuan like this. After a few words, the two of them actually planned to compare who is richer.

According to Xian Qing's description (probably with serious prejudice), Shengyuan said that he could question his personality, his IQ, and his talent, but he could never question his financial resources.

The young master said that his white wax was used as firewood, and the barriers of this wedding banquet were made of precious silk, which were burned at one time. In order to allow luxury wedding cars to pass through, they directly demolished several buildings, and they could build them for the inn at any time in the future. Look at the fire trees and silver flowers that stretched for hundreds of miles, and the fireworks used to burn the surrounding vegetation. This is the best proof of his financial resources.

Then there are two poor people who are left with only money.

"I am poor and only money left. I use spiritual stones to build a house, my house uses magical tools to protect the walls, and my house uses lava to keep warm. I live an ordinary life, and the poor can only drink holy water..."

Wealth and power are twin brothers.

"There is nothing in the chapter, and there are thousands of books in the hall." - Du Mu

In order to compare the heights, Shengyuan directly revealed that he was a family of Zhongming and Ding Food, a family of poetry, books, and taunts, and indirectly mocked the young master as a nouveau riche.

Then the competition went into a white heat - from verbal show-off to really starting to spend money.

Regarding their consumption, the spectators went from surprise at the beginning to numbness at the end. The real winner should be the shopkeeper, after all, he had already made a fortune from ear to ear.

If you only look at both sides of the competition, considering that Shengyuan spent real money and that young master was just a character in the illusion, no matter how you look at it, Shengyuan lost.

In the end, I don’t know what happened. I heard that Shengyuan smashed a coral tree more than two feet tall. Even if he could take out a lot of them, and each one was better and more beautiful, the meaning was different.

"He is not that stupid." Yingmeng commented. "This does not mean that his brain is fine." After all, when a person is particularly rich, even if you suspect that his brain is faulty, he still has a brain problem with his wealth, and money has no problem with his brain.

"It's very humorous, don't talk about it in the future." Xian Qing nodded calmly, his tone slightly calm

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"It's just that the coral tree is destined to be broken according to the fate. I found some interesting things in the book pavilion in Tianzi District. When this period of history happened, the Records of the Grand Historian recorded all this. This was either to help the trialists not get addicted, or there was a genius prophecy thousands of years ago.

This scandal that was deliberately deleted by recorders of this era.

According to history, the wedding day was extremely prosperous, but it turned into a blood feast because of children's fight. Even if it wasn't Shengyuan, there would be another person to complete the story."

Ying Meng dreamed that Xian Qing stopped and knew that he didn't want to tell the next thing. However, she could guess with her toes, and it was not that beautiful. She felt that the ancient book that Xian Qing said was probably "Prophecy".

But for the Holy Yuan...

Shengyuan's original name is not Sheng's surname. He is the next person in power in the genius training camp. He targets the unparalleled chess game, "Prophecy", and...yes, Jade Ring.

It seems like everything is connected...

"I didn't expect Shengyuan is a person with such a strong competitive spirit, but this focus is a bit strange." Yingmeng changed the subject very much. "He will not be so naive and immature in the future."

"It's hard to say. Maybe it's just that he is pursuing fairness now, so he chooses a fairer game." Xian Qing looked at Ying Meng, who was smiling and joking, with his eyes flashing. "I can't tell the future. Didn't you say he is the richest man in the eight realms?"

Yingmeng laughed a few times, indicating that it made sense.

If you think from this perspective, it seems that you are richer than Shengyuan, who dies, who are aborted, and eventually wealth basically flows into his pocket. It is really terrifying to think about it carefully. Shengyuan's image completely collapsed, is there any?

The two of them randomly changed the topic. No one asked in detail what the other party had experienced and what they got from it?

The two looked at each other and smiled, both knowing that the other party had introduced different angles through different information, but this time they did not share each other's speculations again.

People wear masks to each other to hide all their joys, anger, and sorrow.

The laughter is getting more and more fake. Even if you really laugh, you can never find someone to share the joy.
Chapter completed!