After returning to Yuntian Sect, Yingmeng threw Wang Huansheng to Yang An who was in a furious state without any burden. He returned to her room in a happy mood. Everything went so smoothly. Yingmeng couldn't help but wonder if it was...

Forgot something.

Thinking about it this way, it seems like I have forgotten something.

Could it be that life has been too difficult recently and you are not used to smooth days?

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore.

Standing on the edge of the cliff in front of the house, she liked standing here because she could see the martial arts training ground in the distance. It was really enviable to see those carefree sect disciples who were devoted to seeking the truth and playing freely and wantonly. Once upon a time

Like them, she also yearns to ascend to the fairy world and escape from all suffering.

Who would have thought that when you were in the human world, they told you that ascending to the fairy world was the way out. When you arrived in the fairy world, they told you that you could be liberated by becoming a fairy king. However, when you reached the fairy king, they told you that you could only gain true freedom by returning to the age of gods and demons.

Yingmeng touched the tip of her tongue to the snow-white tiger fang, and smiled to herself, with an expression that seemed sarcastic but not sarcastic. However, people believed in them over and over again. Even if they knew that there was no real freedom in the world, there was always a glimmer of hope after all.

You will be disappointed in the end, but you are solely to blame. If you believe them willingly, who will be blamed in the end?

It's so stupid and pitiful.

Not all people are like this. We all know that we will be disappointed in the end, but we still want to give it a try. Probably, when we are stuck in the quagmire of darkness, we always want to grab a light. Like a moth to a flame, even if we know it does not exist.

, but still want to get close to that light. Even if it is an illusory light.

Just like her, she clearly knows that these sect disciples are not seeking the truth wholeheartedly, and she will only see what she wants to see. After all, it is just a trace of thoughts.

Practice wholeheartedly, and when the time comes to ascend to the Immortal Realm, the glory, wealth, and honor will be yours to choose. You will be free in the nine heavens and eight realms. You will be in a state of drunkenness, dreams, and idleness. You can do whatever you want. Whoever wants to give and lose will always lose it.

Wait, glory, wealth, supreme power... power and jade!

Ying Meng's eyebrows jumped, it's over! She forgot her other identity. If she doesn't write a letter to Quan Yu to tell Quan Yu what she did this year, Quan Yu might have her kicked out. By then, Yun Tianzong will be stunned.

No, but she hasn't gotten the key yet. Trouble.

Yingmeng moved to the study room and looked at a pile of letters piled on the table, all urging her to work. Yingmeng's smile suddenly disappeared, and her tone became faintly cold. "As for that? I'm not really loyal.

For him, isn't it just a matter of having fun for a few days? Is there any need to urge him?"

When she said this, she probably forgot who sponsored the money she spent on these days of eating, drinking and having fun. Instead of doing anything with Quan Yu's money, she was eating, drinking and having fun with Quan Yu's enemies every day, all at public expense.

Yingmeng sat down helplessly and began to think about how to write a . She had been having so much fun recently that she really didn't do anything, but could she write it like this?

Looking at the three pages of paper that he finally squeezed out, the general content was nothing more than having dinner with so-and-so today, gambling with so-and-so tomorrow, and leading the disciples of the sect astray. Yingmeng carefully read the like a running account several times,

It always feels like the screen is full

It's evidence that I'm being lazy. With Quan Yu's IQ... forget it, it's better not to deceive yourself.

So she wrote this thing all at once?

Yingmeng yawned and hit the table with her head, smashing the masterpiece she had worked so hard to create into pieces with her green fingers.

This situation is very much like that of classmates catching up on homework on the last day of summer vacation.

At this moment, she misses Xiao Xue very much. If Xiao Xue'er were here, she would write an article about this kind of thing in a minute.

So what did she do recently? Yingmeng began to try hard to recall the meaningful things she had done. It seemed that she spent most of her time following Wang Huansheng and his friends to "inspect the public sentiment."

"Wow, this noodles is so good. Let's have another bowl." At an inconspicuous stall next to a busy street, two handsome young men in luxurious clothes were challenging several bowls of red and oily noodles.

These two are Wang Huansheng and Ying Meng.

Originally, the two of them just wanted to try it. This bowl was said to be the famous local oil-splashed noodles, but if they said they would only eat one bowl, could they believe it? The two of them always had thousands of reasons to convince themselves to eat a few more bowls.

"Would you like hot sauce?" Yingmeng struggled with a bowl of red noodles.

"Then I have to ask, this noodles needs to be spicy to be delicious."

"Oh, no." Yingmeng said in a vague voice with noodles stuffed in her mouth.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you. I expected this day, so I brought a bottle myself." Wang Huansheng moved his chopsticks and started eating again.

"Okay, let's talk about Wang Huansheng, where are we going to inspect the public sentiment today?" Ying Meng ate the noodles and drank the spicy soup in one gulp. She stuck out her tongue, poured a glass of water and drank it.

"Yesterday, when I was practicing, I observed the sky at night, and after a quick calculation, I felt that Meixiang Tower was good."

"Always going to that place seems vulgar to us. Is there a more exciting place? Let's go there."

"Okay, I'll think about it again." Wang Huan shouted loudly. "Boss, have another bowl."

Ying Meng casually ordered a few side dishes. "Old rule, whoever eats less will pay the bill."

While waiting for the fifth round of food to be served, the two started chatting.

"I asked, why didn't I see you so presumptuous when I was in the fairy world?"

"There is no way, once you enter the Qingming Palace, you will miss your life. Let me tell you, that bitch is a lunatic. On the surface, he looks like a wind immortal, and he is righteous, but in fact, he is actually a sinister, competitive, obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia.

, a madman who likes to tease people."

"Are you talking about the current person in power in the Northern Immortal Realm, Immortal Lord Xianqing? If I remember correctly, he is very different from your description. You are quite prejudiced against him."

It is true that Yingmeng and Xianqing have a grudge. To be precise, it all started because of a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

One day, Xiao Yingmeng was eating under Xian Qing's eyes. He was originally fine, but the smell was too strong and was smelled by Xian Qing's dog. So he ate squid in the academy.

The little shadow dream that I did was stolen and stolen.

Xian Qing is a person who is very concerned about rules. To be precise, at least half of the fairy rules are set by him. The fate of Xiao Yingmeng caught by him will naturally not be much better.

Because Xiao Yingmeng refused to change despite repeated admonitions, this time he led a group of people to the door and ransacked the house. He dug out all Xiao Yingmeng's food and fed it to the dogs in front of Xiao Yingmeng. It is said that one of them was Xiao Yingmeng's relative.

As a daughter-in-law, I can’t even bear to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Seeing his "brother-in-law" "die" in front of him, Xian Qing instantly became a "wife-killing enemy" in Xiaoyingmeng's eyes. From then on, the two forged a "bloody feud."

"You may or may not think so. Where did you get so much money? Didn't you give all your money to Yang An?" Ying Meng's eyelids twitched. She had an ominous premonition, so

She considered changing the subject.

"People always have their own little treasury. It's best to keep your money with yourself to be safe. Isn't it?"

To put it bluntly, it means hiding private money.

Naturally, Yingmeng wanted to continue the trap, and from an angle that Wang Huansheng couldn't see, she held a phonetic stone and planned to hand it over to Yang An. It's not too late for the little girl to take revenge in ten years.

However, the two of them are not bad friends. They both want to tell each other to let down their guard while eating, and then use the same words as the other's.

In a corner where Ying Meng could not see, Wang Huansheng was also holding a phonograph stone. This was to be used to ask for a reward from the Immortal Lord in the Northern Immortal Realm.

After eating a meal full of dangers, the two made up their minds to go to the Colosseum.

The Colosseum looks like a huge iron cage from the outside. There are countless huge pits in the iron cage. In some pits, monsters and beasts fight with people, in some, monsters and beasts fight, and in others, people fight with people. This is

At this time, there was a sound of cheering from one of the pits. It looked very lively and there were some platforms for betting.

Two people who love theater naturally wanted to come forward and have a look.

"Look, King Li is here."

Yingmeng blinked and stepped forward to talk to the man who seemed to be familiar with this place. "Brother, who is King Li you are referring to?"

"Little brother, I see you are new here. King Li is ranked in the top fifteen in the whole list. This pit is quite special. Anyone who enters cannot use cultivation and can only use physical skills. This person is extremely powerful. Once

, he won seven games in a row, allowing his opponents to experience the feeling of being defeated in one blow. In addition, his surname is Li, and he is known as King Li."

The man was cold but what he said sounded like a cynical person. His dull tone sounded like he was memorizing a manuscript. But I guess he had seen a lot of weird people, and Yingmeng didn't have any doubts.

When the two were chatting happily, Wang Huansheng quietly stepped away. After a while, Wuming vs. Li Wang, the seventh pit came from the stage. Before Yingmeng could react, she felt a force coming from behind, and then she
Chapter completed!