Next to the ice lake, two people hugged each other in the blood-red roses of the incomparable Yaozhi. They seemed to be separated from everything and became their own world.

"Stop trying, your spine is broken, and the god Daluo can't save it." Ying Meng kept trembling with her long eyelashes, trying to cover the complex emotions in her eyes, and her tone pretended to be relaxed.

"Don't pretend." Xiao Xue's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and after a long time, he issued an order in a cold and hard tone. "Put yourself together."

Ying Meng coughed several times, her voice was low and her sentences were a little intermittent. "Don't make a fuss, you are not my general."

Xiao Xue pulled out the knife and pressed it on Ying Meng's neck fiercely and decisively. "I feel a little bit self-conscious about being captured alive."

Yingmeng closed her eyes and recalled the scene. The memories of childhood were so clear at this moment, but the colors that should have been forgotten were clearly engraved in her mind.

After a long time, she chose to obey and obey the enemy's self-rescue orders.

The knife was placed on Yingmeng's neck, and Xiao Xue's knuckles turned cold and white slightly. "You did it on purpose, you have to be more than that."

"Maybe." Ying Meng shrugged, with a casual attitude, but her voice was very hoarse, as if she was trying hard to suppress something. "You won. Why, do you want to send me to the Heavenly Prison?"

Xiao Xue spoke mockingly and sarcastically, "Why?"

The two of them looked at each other like this, and the air around them seemed to be slowly solidifying, and the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

Yingmeng suddenly laughed, a sad but unexpectedly light and affectionate smile. "Maybe it's because the fragrance of flowers and butterflies are coming."

Xiao Xue put away the knife and pulled the rope. Ying Meng's body was forced to lean forward.

Xiao Xue looked at her deeply, her face was extremely calm, but her hands were trembling. She restrained all her emotions and bit the words heavily in a very cold and strong tone. "The senior officials of the fairy world have ordered. You don't need to capture your head alive."

"Sir Immortal Lord, it's so cruel. Then why don't you do it?" Yingmeng's eyes that could not see any light and shadow flashed, and approached Xiao Xue's ears, gasping gently, his tone seemed gentle and lingering, but inexplicably sick. "How great~ My head, use the power I left behind. They will help you become the Immortal Lord. Think about the dog's plan for the rest of his life, and if it was you, it would be fun, haha~"

Xiao Xue's clear eyes were like a piece of white paper, without any stains, which deeply angered Ying Meng and made her feel extremely frustrated.

Xiao Xue frowned, looked at the rolling black fog around Yingmeng, looked directly at the black pupils that could not be seen, and looked at the chaos and noise in it.

Yingmeng silently curled the corners of her mouth, endless irony, she didn't see it in Xiao Xue's eyes

As long as she was not afraid of any emotions other than pity, she looked at the abyss without any fear, and was still pure, why?!

You should know that there are many people who are afraid of this energy. There are many big figures among them, countless people who are stronger than Xiao Xue, from Feng Xie Changsun to Xian Qing Shengyuan, they have been famous for a long time and are new and powerful... Xiao Xue, why don’t you be afraid of a person who doesn’t even have a name?

Yingmeng's tongue tip against her upper palate, her voice was sharp, like countless resentful spirits roaring, and every word was sobbing and killing her heart. "Why aren't you afraid?"

Xiao Xue's voice was very light, but it was taken for granted. "Why am I afraid of you?"

"Ha, haha." Yingmeng paused for a moment, and a few shattered laughter rolled out from her throat, then turned into a crazy laugh. As she smiled, a few drops of blood red were squeezed out of the corners of her eyes.

Yingmeng half-kneeled on the ground, her hands tied in front of her, and she smiled more and more recklessly, but her fingertips were snatching the ground, and she was getting more and more forceful. She was confused, but not afraid; weak, but calm; embarrassed, but noble.

Xiao Xue kept looking at her deeply, waiting patiently for her to laugh no longer. She said, "I said I would take you back."

Shadow Dream: "Is the Heavenly Prison?"

Xiao Xue: "Home."

"Why?" This time it was Ying Meng's turn to refuse. "No, I have no home anymore. I am a demon, Xiao Xuanxian, according to the rules, you shouldn't..."

"When I answered the question you asked Bai Yan, I didn't answer the question." Xiao Xue said calmly as if she hadn't heard the long paragraph of Yingmeng. "I believe in you."

I have lingered between my lips and teeth countless times but still want to speak. When I was particularly awake and stopped talking, I finally fell in my ears that I should hear, but would it be a little too late.

Yingmeng's movements paused at that moment, as if they were frozen by time. The words and phrases were like light feathers, as if they would disappear in the blink of an eye, but fell into Yingmeng's ears, but they seemed to hit hard in the heart, tearing apart the deep bloody mouth, and bright red blood poured into the already rotten wound.

That day, she exuded a cold chill all over her body, and asked Xiao Xue with a hint of expectation. "Tell me, do you believe me?"

Ah, the answer is here, it is the answer she wanted at the beginning, but it is also the one she needs the least now.

Ying Meng's eyes were deep, and there was no more of the fire of hope in her eyes. "This sentence came too late... Little Snowball, you will always be the best adviser who appeared after the crisis!"

Yingmeng felt a fire burning her heart. The light that originally made people feel warm, shining on the monsters sinking into the darkness could only bring the burning pain. The anger in her heart rose rapidly, making her unable to help but want to destroy something.

She hates. But what she hates the most is the beam of light. In addition to warming people, light can also shine people even more

It's dirty. Her so-called rational planning and step-by-step calculations are based on emotions.

Pain is the most primitive fuel for her behavior, and she wrapped her selfishness under the sugar-coated righteousness makes people willing to work for her. She has deceived the world, the world, and even herself, but Xiao Xue's mirror-like eyes seem to reflect all the unsightly truth, forcing the righteous lies to give way to it.

"Do you think I need it?" Ying Meng's voice suddenly rose. She didn't know what she was feeling now and who she was to, but she could be sure that she was feeling uncomfortable, and what brought it all was the pupils that had no malice but were only concerned.

"You once needed..."

"Ah... Little Snowball, expired food, it's better not to see it." Yingmeng's voice suddenly softened, as if she had lost all her strength, returned to reason, and gave up the meaningless argument.

Destiny plays! Why... Why do you come at this time? Why do you come at this time?

Xiao Xue: "All the troubles are there? If you have troubles, you will leave. I don't want to face your army."

Yingmeng looked at Xiao Xue's cold face and jokingly, everything seemed to be back to her childhood. She was stunned for a moment, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and her wrist struggled...

Xiao Xue was stunned when she saw the flash of shock on Ying Meng's face and smiled disrespectfully. The smile on her face seemed to warm the surrounding Feixue.

"That's the Star Locking Rope. I said I wanted to take you home, so how could I not be sure of it?"

Shadow Dream: "..." Star-locking rope? That is the star-locking rope that traps the sun and the moon and leads the stars?

After receiving the affirmative answer, Yingmeng was speechless. Not only did she not expect that she would be so stupid to ask Xiao Xue to tie a locked star rope to herself, but also because this is one of the collections of Xuanlu Palace, which means that it was once hers...

"The most painful thing in the world is that when you know that you are a rich man, all your money goes into someone else's pocket. There were countless treasures in front of me, and I didn't cherish them. If God gives me again..."

Xiao Xue interrupted Ying Meng's playfulness like she did when she was a child and threw her a rusty sword. "It seems that she is in a good mood. When she is in a good mood, she will drive the sword. It's time to leave."

Yingmeng looked at the rusty sword... a great shame!

She raised her bound wrist and tilted Xiao Xueqing's corner of her mouth, indicating how to use her bound hands to fight against a sword.

Xiao Xue knew that Yingmeng refused to cooperate. After all, this reason was too miserable. She also said that her noble feet could only step on the artifact.

Hearing the rumor from the above, Xiao Xue did not give Yingmeng the chance to continue playing a rogue.
Chapter completed!