When holding him, Yang An found that his body was really cold. He was too weak to close his eyes, and bright red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. Yang An panicked.

He no longer cared about his dignity. He rushed all the way into the ancestral hall and knelt down in front of the black-robed man.

"Save him. Please, save him, I know you have a way." Yang An's eyes were red and he grabbed the sleeve of the man in black robe.

The man in black robe glanced at Wang Huansheng, closed his eyes and shook his head.

For the first time in so many years, he saw an expression other than indifference on his son's face.

Yang An smiled sadly, pursed his lips, and a trace of tears flashed in his eyes.

Tears streaked down his cheeks, and he laughed. The more he laughed, the louder he laughed. This was the first time he had laughed heartily in so many years, and the first time tears had flowed down his face. Silent pain and sadness came out of his water. The air was filled with tears.

Full of despair.

The man in black robe sighed. "My lord, the Immortal Lord, will not tolerate betrayal."

At that moment, a glimmer of light flashed in Yang An's eyes. "I swear, from now on I will become a chess piece and save him!"

The man in black robe looked heavily out the window with an indifferent expression, wanting to say something. In the end, his thousands of words turned into a sigh, and he waved his hand, signaling Yang An to go out.

Yang An gently placed Wang Huansheng on the ground. He looked deeply at his father, kowtowed, and turned to leave.

Yang An walked out of the study and met Ying Meng who was chasing after him.

His anger desperately needed a vent. Even if he knew it might be a conspiracy.

He reached out and pinched Ying Meng's neck. Ying Meng did not resist. She looked at Yang An's slightly red eyes and the tears in them in shock.

"Get away, do you hear me?" He was silent for a moment and pressed Ying Meng against the wall.

"Get away." He slowly applied force with his hands and never came back. "You killed him because you are a self-righteous, spoiled little brat who thinks you can control other people's lives."

After saying that, he threw Ying Meng to the ground and turned around to leave. He lost control, and even he didn't know whether he was scolding Ying Meng or that person.

Yingmeng leaned against the cold wall. She did not expect that Wang Huansheng was dead. It was she who killed her good friend.

She was lying on the ground, as if everything had returned to that night covered in blood. It was the feeling of powerlessness that made her hate and fear her.

She thought that as long as she had strength, she could control her own destiny. As a result, her strength not only failed to cleanse her reputation, but also killed her friends. At this moment, her world collapsed.

She turned around, step by step, and steadily left the Yuntian Sect. At this time, night was falling. Birds were circling in the sky, seemingly unable to find their way back to their nests.

road. And she is not a bird that has never returned to its nest.

After burning the incense, the man in black robe took Yang An back to the study. Seeing that Wang Huansheng was fine, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Wang Huansheng quietly and said a thousand words into one sentence: "That's great."

Both of them were relatively sensible people. After being slightly moved for a while, they began to analyze today's events.

It was such a coincidence that the mother and daughter appeared. It was also a coincidence that the people in the Southern Immortal Realm disappeared. The people in the Southern Immortal Realm have all the information about the geniuses, and there are also one or two geniuses in the planning department. It is not difficult to figure out that Wang Huansheng will rush out.

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"They shouldn't target me." Wang Huansheng frowned slightly.

"Your Excellency, Immortal Lord, will not tolerate betrayal." Yang An regained his indifference and his expression was light.

Wang Huansheng was frightened by the depth of his eyes and the weirdness in his tone. But when he looked over, everything disappeared. Yang An still had the same cold face.

After getting rid of the abnormality in his mind, he said, "This is not the way of doing things in the Southern Immortal Realm. To Shengyuan, those who betray have lost all value. If we use manpower and material resources to deal with him, it will be a mistake.

A waste of resources.”

The man in black robe calmly expressed his agreement. "Indeed. If he wants to deal with the betrayers, he will only deal with them conveniently. For example, he made your mother commit suicide and turned me into this state at the same time, and also made Yang Cang's child become a demon.

.And in all this, he only laid out one game, dropped one stone, and let everything develop naturally. It can be said that he killed three birds with one stone..."

"Demon?" Wang Huansheng didn't know what he thought of. Suddenly he looked around in a panic. He couldn't find that figure. Then he said nervously, "Where is Yingmeng?"

There was a deep look in the black-robed man's eyes, and there was no flaw on his face. "The child left when you woke up. He walked with a steady pace."

"Whatever Uncle Yang said, he should be fine." Wang Huansheng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. "She probably felt that there was no death in the air, so she knew that I was not dead, so she left. This guy, really, next time

You must ask her to treat you to dinner."

The man in black robe saw this scene and shook his head in his heart.

It's a pity that the genius who knows astronomy from above, geography from below, people and human beings, and can influence people's hearts has not considered emotions.

If Yingmeng had been very calm back then, he would have definitely noticed his life and death. However, sometimes, the more emotionally broken, the calmer the person seems. The man in black robe did not lie, and he also only told the truth to the greatest extent.

What Yang An said to Yingmeng was just a moment of anger. He didn't know that it would shut Yingmeng into a dead end.

Yingmeng stood precariously on the cliff, but unfortunately there was no one behind her to catch her back and tell her that Wang Huansheng was not dead, and that he was waiting for his good friend named Yingmeng.

The blood on Ying Meng's face was fading away bit by bit.

Rain poured down from the sky, and Yingmeng let the rain drenched his whole body, feeling chilled all over his body.

Looking at the silent night sky, this is the world she should exist in, dark and cold.

Ying Meng put her cold fingers on her forehead. Amid the rain curtain, darkness came and slowly engulfed her.

Is she really a demon? It seems that all her good friends will face bad luck. And depending on their strength, the degree of bad luck they face will be different.

What a coincidence, the mother and daughter rushed out. Wasn't it a deliberate arrangement?

Another person died. Another Southern Immortal Realm. For a prophecy, for a goal, for selfish desires, so many people were destroyed.

The brilliance in Yingmeng's eyes disappeared little by little. Her face was calm, as frozen as ice, as cold as rock. Her back was straight, like a lonely pine tree. She looked very normal

, but the eyes have lost their sparkle, there is only infinite emptiness, as if the soul has been cut off.

Raindrops slid across her cheeks, and her chaotic thoughts formed a large net, tightening and tightening, as if to strangle her to death.

At this moment, her mind was very clear. What right did she have to blame the people in the Southern Immortal Realm? If she had changed her position, she would have chosen this method. Because it could not only give Yang An and the others a warning, but also make Ying Meng fall into a demon.

, kill two birds with one stone, why not.

Yes, she was sober enough to know that she was about to fall into a demon. Sober enough to know that she was trapped in a chess game...

It's just that she is powerless. She can't jump out of the chess game, she can't protect the people she wants to protect, and she can't control herself.

"In front of them, I have no place to be reasonable..."

Her heart was wandering and wandering, but she couldn't find an outlet. She was really tired.

What should she do? What should she do?

Just like the day Yang Cang died, the only answer she received was the cold rain. Unfortunately, she was not so lucky this time. Someone pushed her back to the shore desperately before she died.

The inner demon has not appeared, or in other words, she is now the inner demon itself.

All of this is the plan of the Southern Immortal Realm. But isn't she also an important part of it? If she hadn't been so ridiculous and often tried to destroy the people of the Southern Immortal Realm, would Wang Huansheng have been hit by the bomb? She planted the bomb herself.

Yes. Yes, what Yang An said is right. She is just a self-righteous child.

Sadness, pain, and regret swept through her heart. She just stepped into the trap set by the Southern Immortal Realm without any defense. Even though she regarded herself as a genius, it was nothing more than that.
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