"Since you already knew that the was on the boat, why did we go on this trip in vain?"

Hearing the question of why Yingmeng was useless, Wang Huansheng naturally wanted to laugh hard, "Who told you that I already knew it, it was just a conjecture. I came here to verify it. To be honest, with your IQ, you still can't

What kind of politics are you doing?!"

What if I made the wrong recommendation? I don’t want to lose face?!

Wang Huansheng came here to verify the 's cultivation level, possible candidates for the , and whether the was still on the ship. The 's method of committing the crime proved that his cultivation level was not high enough to tear apart the formation of the viewing pavilion, that is, mortal immortals or

So, they have a chance of winning. The time of death of the victim proves the possible , and is he still on the ship?

Yingmeng curled her lips. Wasn't it because Wang Huansheng had performed so well just now that she accidentally thought that this guy knew everything. Would staying next to smart people really make her look stupid?

The main reason is that I rely too much on Wang Huansheng's reasoning. It's all right anyway, so why do I have to use my own brain? No, no, this habit must be changed as soon as possible.

The three of them returned to the boat. Wang Huansheng turned the formation plate, and people instantly moved into the formation. After getting on the boat, Wang Huansheng circled around the formation, as if he was looking for something.

After a period of careful consideration, he said: "Brother Wu, check whether this formation has any traces of being attacked."

Yingmeng was ashamed, so why did he circle around the formation? Is it to show that he was more powerful? Maybe it was because he had been criticized too much. Yingmeng did not dare to resist anymore, and carefully inspected the formation.

The formation does show signs of being attacked. Judging from the attack techniques, this person should have some knowledge of formations. However, Yingmeng's formations generally have a pseudo formation eye, so the formation has been reinforced. On the deck

There are also traces of attacks on the true formation eye. It should be calculated by searching again after the found out that he attacked the wrong formation eye. It was just because he was not strong enough and could not defeat it.

The actually set up a trap at the viewing pavilion and returned to the boat. Then everyone who left at the viewing pavilion was suspected. Ying Meng and Wang Huansheng could rule it out. They were not bored enough to frame themselves. So the is here today.

In blue clothes, Xue Ming, among the Nine Saints.

Yang An had already dragged Xue Ming and Nine Saints onto the deck. Ying Meng's eyes darkened, "I didn't feel any malice against me among the three of them today."

Ever since she began to practice Yin Qi and Resentment, she has been very sensitive to other people's malice against her. She doesn't think that everyone here is so humane that they don't reveal any malice. Therefore, the person who took action may not know that the ultimate purpose of this plan is to frame her.

She and Wang Huansheng.

"Find the person first."

Yingmeng nodded and spat out a syllable from his mouth. Suddenly, the boat was once again filled with poisonous insects. Wang Huansheng had already jumped onto Yang An.

Under the threat of Yang An's eyes, Yingmeng asked the Gu insects to avoid the two of them.

After a burst of biting sounds, the poisonous insects in the cabin were suddenly sprayed out. After Wang Huansheng's screams and Ying Meng's nervous explanation, "It's really not my fault this time, I never thought that this would happen to me."

"In blue clothes" walked out of the cabin.

Yang An looked at "Blue Clothes" and felt a chill coming from him.

"Lan Yi" waved his sleeves to ward off the cold air and smiled, "Don't be so angry. After all, I helped you kill your sister-killing enemy, right?" He pointed to the corpse on the ground.

Yang An's right hand was already on the sword at his waist, "So should I call you Lan Yi or Nine Saints?"

"Lan Yi" suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. In his laughter, the bones on his face began to move slowly. After a while, the Nine Saints on the ground showed the face of a child from the Yang family, "Lan Yi"

But it was replaced by the Nine Saints.

It turned out to be the Nine Saints. It was unexpected and reasonable. Yes, if something happened, who would have thought that it was the obedient Nine Saints who did it?

Wang Huansheng has returned to his lazy look, but his eyes are full of confusion, "Why?"

Jiu Sheng's smile became even crazier. He stared at a pair of cloudy eyes, "Why? Those struggling in the quagmire are expressing despair and longing for a response, but they only get disdain and ridicule."

Yingmeng looked into his eyes, and there was no life in Jiu Sage's eyes. No, this is not accurate, because it should be said that he has lost the ability to be happy. To be more accurate, it is passion.

This kind of person should have died long ago, just like Feng Xi. Why is he still alive? No, what should be keeping him alive?

Ying Meng asked no matter what he thought.

"Why can't they listen to me and talk properly? I also want to be happy, but why can't I be happy? It's so useless. No one is willing to help me." The Nine Saints were not angry after hearing this. Instead, they seemed to be trapped in some kind of demonic obstacle.

middle.

He stroked his hair and said shyly and aggrievedly: "Yes, I thought about ending myself. But at this time, the adult appeared. He was the only one willing to listen to me. Yes, if I just ended it like this

, then how many people will become like me? I actually want to end it, why should I end it? I have not made any mistakes, and I want to end this era that brought me to this point, end it with me."

The more he talked, the crazier he became.

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning with crazy light, "Yingmeng, Wang Huansheng. We are the same kind of people! Join us. Find the light in the abyss."

Yang An pulled out his sword and said in a cold tone: "They are different from you. That's because you are too fragile. You have experienced too little."

After saying that, he stabbed him with his sword. A swallow from the Nine Saints flew up into the water three times and landed on the ground before dodging. The two of them started fighting back and forth.

"So, you don't know after all that while you are enjoying the warm sunshine, there is a group of people struggling over and over in the dark corner, wanting to get closer to the light but afraid of being burned." Wang Huansheng's expression appeared when he heard Yang An's words.

An obvious pause. "And what's even more desperate than this feeling of despair is that no one can understand them."

His eyes were obviously numb. He was leaning against the wall blankly, and his behavior and reactions seemed to become sluggish. Suddenly, he subconsciously smiled. It seemed that he was deliberately hiding some negative emotions.

.

Then, he seemed to have turned back into the bohemian Wang Huansheng. He murmured, "You really can't take off this mask after wearing it for a long time." Then his hand shook, and the special sword appeared in front of him.

With a blink of an eye, he joined the battle in a flash.

Yingmeng was a little confused. She seemed to understand the feelings that Jiu Sheng wanted to express, but she was very familiar with the despair in him. She felt depressed in her heart, as if her emotions were also affected. She didn't know that this

What kind of emotion was it? She didn't understand why she felt uncomfortable.

She leaned against the wall, her lips hanging downward, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes staring at the ground. After a while, her posture finally changed.

She raised her eyes and looked at the battle situation. The Nine Saints were already unable to do what they wanted under the attack of the two men. As long as she joined the battle now, she would be able to capture the Nine Saints alive. But she didn't know why her body didn't listen to her call, or maybe she wanted to

The Nine Saints escaped.

On the other side, the battle situation has entered a fever pitch.

The Nine Saints leaned forward and grabbed Yang An's wrist, trying to twist him up and bring him back to the front. But who knew that when he was about to grab Yang An's hand, he was backhanded by Wang Huansheng next to him, and everyone was caught.

Look, the whole person was pulled, pushed, and hit the debris behind him.

"Hiss!" Nine Saints wiped the back of his head and smiled foolishly at the blood on his hands. He dodged and avoided Yang An's attack. "Wang Huansheng, why do you stand on their side? They have never

I don’t even understand your despair. Why?”

Wang Huansheng opened his eyes, "Because I already have my salvation."

Yang An stared gloomily at the Nine Saints, who was so crazy that he couldn't feel pain. A cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes. "Although I don't understand, if he wants to say something, I will listen."

The sharp sword in his hand flew out, and the fierce sword energy was directed at the Nine Saints. He saw the Nine Saints avoiding the sword energy with strange movement skills, but he didn't have time to stop and stabbed the eye of the formation with his sword.

The Nine Saints smiled, "Salvation? Ridiculous."

For a moment, murderous intent overflowed, and the breath in the air became a bit colder due to the murderous intent.

Wang Huansheng smiled at him, then turned to look at Yingmeng with slumped shoulders, less movement, and even sitting upright for a long time without changing his posture. "I don't want anyone to experience my pain."

The long sword struck out with a fierce force and stabbed the Nine Saints. Just as the tip of the sword was about to pierce his chest, his body fell back in an instant. He used the power of his waist to spin around, not only avoiding the fatal blow.

With a sword strike, the dagger in his hand stabbed Wang Huansheng at a speed that was deafening.

When he saw the Nine Saints using his waist strength to dodge the sword, Wang Huansheng was slightly shocked. With the same level of spiritual energy, he was able to dodge the attack from two people with his physical skills. I'm afraid he was specially trained.

Talent. What happened to his friend who grew up with him? Maybe he is lucky, at least one person is willing to take the time to pull him out of the abyss.

Faced with the murderous intent approaching him, Wang Huansheng's eyes flashed, and he decided to end the battle by exchanging injuries for injuries. Just as the tip of the sword was about to pierce into his chest, a stream of Yin Qi struck, and the Nine Saints' sword was interrupted.

The Nine Saints were knocked down by the aftershock, but at the same time they avoided the fatal point. Wang Huansheng's sword cut a bone-deep wound on his arm, and scarlet blood gushed out and quickly penetrated his clothes.

sleeve.

The Nine Saints knew that they were too weak to fight, so they left a sentence, "You are very lucky, but I don't know if she is that lucky."
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