"What qualifications do you have to say this?" Yang An sneered. "Don't you know how my mother died? And now, you are loyal to our enemy."

"Enemies?" the black-robed man murmured. "There are no enemies. They are the enemies of every ghost, and they are also their benefactor. If you are the person they are looking for, after becoming a demon, even if you give up everything,

They will all follow you. If not, they will provide you with a place to go. Rather than being stuck in these rules..."

"That's enough. If they are as good as you say, why did my mother die?"

"Because she... forget it. I never said they were good. There's nothing good or bad about them."

Yes, there is nothing good or bad. Nanxianjie is a political force. Or to be more precise, it is a political force with religious beliefs as its core. Their belief is that there is a problem in this era. They are willing to do anything for the sake of the world.

To overthrow the current era, the Northern Immortal Realm symbolizes the corrupt political system. Therefore, in the fight between the two old and new political systems, everything is a means, and there is nothing good or bad.

When the world unites for a long time, it must divide, and when it divides for a long time, it must unite. This is a cycle of ups and downs. It just happens to be at a turning point. The changes in the times will cause all people in this era to be affected. Some people will be in trouble and will never recover. Some people will be in trouble.

Will withstand harsh environments, gain a firm foothold in troubled times, and seek new survival and development.

"The roles we play are chess pieces. The role of chess pieces is to obey." After a long silence, the man in black robe sighed. "If you try to escape from your role, you will be counterattacked by the rules. Like you, I thought that my

Resistance can save the life of my lover. However, it was my resistance that led to her death and my transformation into the inhuman, ghost-like appearance I am now. My child, you cannot withstand the backlash.

Don’t resist.”

The shadow dream outside the window narrowed its eyes and turned into a ghost. Generally, people in the Southern Immortal World would not attack ordinary people, unless... It seems that Yang An's mother is also a ghost, and she should be loyal to the Southern Realm.

The genius of the fairy world.

Haha, this is a common trick in the Southern Immortal World. After all, a chess piece bound by love is easier to be trusted. In addition, the descendants of ghosts may also be ghosts. If another ghost is brought into the group, the deal will not be a loss. Unfortunately, I guess the saint

That old fox Yuan didn't expect that the genius he worked so hard to cultivate would actually fall in love. Forget it, after all, not everyone is like him and can kill his whole family with his own hands.

"Is there no other choice?" Yang An still looked indifferent in the room.

Yang An looked so indifferent and indifferent. The man in black robe felt a little regretful. "I wanted to train you to be an absolutely rational person. Now it seems that I was wrong." He waved his hand to signal Yang to leave.

Yang An bowed, then turned and left without looking back.

"After all, he is just a child." Looking at Yang An's indifferent back, the man in black robe shook his head. "Your Excellency, you have been here for so long. Don't you plan to come out?"

Yingmeng's expression changed, she was caught. She shrank into the corner, Yingmeng had no intention of going out, this was a formation, she was the king in the dark.

The man in black robe in the room smiled. A powerful yin energy emitted from his body and attacked the surroundings.

Yingmeng's eyes narrowed. If she blocks the huge airflow, her position will be exposed. If she dodges and there is no cover around her, she will still be revealed.

Rather than being forced to show up, it is better to take the initiative, at least to ensure the image.

"This is so unfair. Why is it that she cultivates Yin energy in a crooked way and is wanted by the fairy world? Is it because she has no political stance?" A neutral and painful speech was looked down upon by both sides.

A black figure stood on the wall, looking down at the man in black robes.

The man in black robe looked at Ying Meng, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, which turned into calmness, "Miss Ying, you are here for the last fragment of the key."

A cold light flashed in Ying Meng's eyes, and she screamed strangely, "Is it possible that you plan to give it to me for free? Let me guess the reason why you haven't done anything yet. One, because a certain senior executive told you to do this. Two, you can't do anything to me. Three

, you are asking for something from me. After all, from a certain perspective, you are an Inferi."

The man in black robe smiled and was not angry, "When I knew Wuming was you, I still let you in, but... well, you guessed it all." After saying that, he took off his cloak. This man was a little weird.

His skin was almost rotten gray-black, and his body also exuded a putrid smell. His face was very scary, with only large, empty eye sockets in place of his eyes.

A trace of interest flashed in Yingmeng's eyes. "I don't know which generation Yang Cang belongs to. But if he had not been expelled from the sect, you should have been cured long ago."

Faced with those mocking and contemptuous words, the man in black robe was not annoyed at all. "I'm just an elder who wants to protect the younger generations."

Yingmeng gave him a complicated look. "You are just forcing what you want on them in a way that you think is good for them. How can you call it protection?"

"You have never thought that sometimes they don't need this. Maybe...maybe sometimes, all they want is a word of concern." Ying Meng said at the end, her eyes became deep. I don't know.

Is this sentence said for Yang Cang, or is it said for myself to the person in my heart.

The black-robed man was shocked when he heard this. Yes, he is a chess piece, but he is also a father and an uncle. Yang An and Yang Cang are both his proud disciples.

Raised children. He really wanted to do for them

Well, I really want to protect them. This is the best way he can think of, but it's a pity that he really hasn't considered the feelings of those children. He also knows, but...

"Ahem..." The man in black robe shook his head and said calmly. "I know the relationship between Yang Cang and you, and I also know that you want to ask him clearly. My answer is about that incident...

I have no regrets."

Yingmeng glared at him angrily. She felt unworthy of Yang Cang, "Do you think he did it?"

The man in black robe waved his hand, coughed twice, and said in a vicissitudes of voice: "Miss Ying, I don't regret what I said. It has nothing to do with this matter. Can you tell me, what happened to him...?"

Yingmeng laughed angrily. "Thank you for saying you care about him, but you don't even know what happened to him. Let me tell you! He... is dead!" God knows how much courage Yingmeng mustered up to do so.

Admit it, Yang Cang is dead.

After hearing these words, the man in black robe seemed to feel a little weak, and he lowered his waist. "He still hasn't escaped..."

Yingmeng said with unclear meaning: "Since you can't escape, why don't you resist? Does it mean that because you failed, others will definitely fail? You are an ordinary person, but one of them has a genius around him, and the other is a genius. That's it.

Like you said, where do you get the confidence to interfere with other people's destiny? Maybe for them, their original destiny is to resist. Rather than being unable to resist when the enemy comes, it would be better to fall into a demon!"

He paused and seemed to notice that he was a little excited. Yes, how could he not be excited? Because there was once a person who did things that he thought would make him happy under the banner of being good to himself. Did he know that he wanted to

Yes, it was just his approval.

Looking at the man in black robe with a vicissitudes of life on his face, his eyes were full of words: "You are just a child." In that man's heart, he was probably just a child.

Yingmeng smiled, she was affected after all. Only those who have experienced this kind of emotion will understand. "You were turned into an inferi, but you can continue to practice and maintain your emotions and reason. You have lived for so long.

It's a miracle. I can't save you with my current methods. Let's have a good chat with Yang An while you are still alive. You are her father. No matter how indifferent he is, to him, you are his spiritual strength.

Source.”

Maybe love is always selfish. Parents want their children to be children in their eyes, but they want to be themselves in their own hearts. In the multiple-choice questions in life, what is right and what is wrong?

Yingmeng sighed, she had nothing to say, because she was just a player in the game. She turned around and walked into the study room, starting to look for the key. The man in black robe was left sitting there with a bleak back, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

age.
Chapter completed!