"There is a stone room here!"

The little girl's voice is soft and waxy, with a hint of sweetness and crispness.

Yingmeng's eyes became colder and quieter inch by inch, as if they were frozen in the moment when they were reflected in the abyss.

When the house leaks and it rains continuously all night, I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

This lively and spirited voice belongs to an acquaintance! Risha.

Yingmeng closed her eyes again, covering up the unpredictable and treacherous light in her eyes.

Familiar people can be easy to deal with, or they can be difficult to deal with.

But judging from her current situation, living people are easier to deal with than monsters without intelligence. At least thinking creatures can be affected by language.

Lisha jumped into the stone room and scanned the scene in the room with the pure curiosity unique to a child.

The first thing that caught the eye was Zhu Yan lying on the stone chair.

The twisted muscles on her face and stiff limbs silently recounted how long she had been breathless.

"Sister Ying, what a trick!" Lisha blinked her clear and translucent eyes, her red lips slightly parted. "Oh my God! You seem to be injured."

There was an elegant and distant smile on Yingmeng's thin lips. "Long time no see, Risha."

Lisha blinked her watery eyes. The aura of the soul was unmistakable. The person in front of her was indeed Ying Meng, but her temperament seemed different from before. Looking at Zhu Yan who looked ecstatic, Lisha squinted her eyes slightly, something was wrong.

, there was something weird here, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Lisha withdrew her eyes as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "Sister Ying, she smiles so happily! Has she completed the mission?"

"Yes!" Ying Meng had a faint elegant and distant smile on her face, and her voice was gentle and affectionate. "The great devotee can rest in peace. When the light covers the eight realms again, her name will be immortalized in the world."

Lisha looked at Yingmeng who was smiling lightly, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes. That familiar temperament did not belong to Yingmeng, but instead resembled that immortal king who was crazier than all of them.

Ying Mengxiao was as gentle as jade. Very good. It seems that she made the right bet. It seems that Lisha does not know about Zhu Yan's mission, and this can be used to advantage.

If Rizha knew that she was Shadow Dream, she would have to be dissected alive. What Rizha wanted was her blood, it didn't matter what the process was, so the possibility of her taking advantage of others' danger was very high.

Now she can't use her talent and can't give direct hints. The only way to get Risha to change her mind is through words.

But the question is, as a lunatic whose level is almost comparable to that of the core members, is Rizal so easily fooled? At least not under rational circumstances, so all she can do is find ways to arouse her emotions, such as fear

.

A fearful person will defeat himself for you.

The person Yingmeng could think of who could make Lisha fearful was probably Sheng Yuan.

But since Zhu Yan can see the difference between her and Sheng Yuan, Lisha should be able to do the same.

But why didn't you notice it? This

It seems that it has gone beyond the influence of slight fear on a person. Yingmeng seems not to notice this, and the temperament in her bones is subtly affecting the person she fears.

Lisha tried hard to calm down her emotions, and looked at Yingmeng's face carefully. At first, she just felt that the temperament was disguised as a bit similar. But the more she looked at it, the more frightening she became. The outline and facial features of Yingmeng's face seemed to be similar to

That person looked very similar, and even the temperament in his bones began to become gentle.

"What about the kid next to you? He's quite smart. He has developed his talent to that extent without any training. He is very suitable to become the new blood." Yingmeng smiled lowly and said in a good mood.

Lisha narrowed her eyes slightly, the water on her wrist was already ready to move.

Her current guess is that Zhu Yan's mission should be to plant some strange thing on Meng's body so that Shengyuan can seize the body, or something similar.

She couldn't let her cousin, her last relative, enter that place, otherwise she would lose the only warmth in the world.

Rizha is still not sure whether the person in front of her is the Holy Yuan. If it is him, he must not take action, because killing a puppet will undoubtedly admit his betrayal.

But she didn't want to hand over Fang Wan, so she just pretended not to know.

Rizha carefully observed it. Yingmeng's condition must have been seriously injured, probably caused by the struggle.

Lisha suddenly approached Ying Meng, rubbed her slender hand on Ying Meng's neck, and said with a smile: "Sister Ying Meng is really seriously injured. I feel like you can't move."

Yingmeng's heart tightened, but every muscle in her body was unusually relaxed. She now wants Lisha to believe that she is the Holy Yuan.

Yingmeng smiled easily and acted gracefully, like a young master. "Lizha, you won't do anything. After all, our creed is not to do useless work."

Lisha tilted her head, seeming to be thinking, biting her shell teeth, her delicate and beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, as if she was struggling, her red lips slightly opened. "Why is it useless? Sister Ying's head is worth a lot of money.

.”

Yingmeng didn't seem to have any fear, with a warm jade-like smile on his face, like a compassionate Bodhisattva. "A hanging pot can save the world, but silver can only do this."

Lisha lowered her eyes, her eyes dark. She really didn't dare to make a move, if it was really the Holy Yuan...

Yingmeng looked confident. Even if her neck was in the hands of others, she remained calm and relaxed, with a gentle smile, as if everything was under control. "I heard that you like playing games very much, right? Let's come too.

Let's play a game. Listen carefully, and after listening, be sure to remember the rules." Yingmeng said casually, her long white fingers tapping the table with a cold rhythm, like a deadly symphony. "Training for ghosts.

What is the most important lesson in the camp? Rizha told me."

The scene at this time was very similar to when Sheng Yuan told her the story of the Red Dust Mirror.

Lisha calmly retracted her fingers and blinked her crystal clear eyes, showing a clean, beautiful and pure smile. The most important lesson in the ghost training camp is that there should be no weaknesses. Everything is for that goal. Because

Therefore, you should not care about anything else but that goal.

Lisha gritted her teeth. Yes, her weakness was Fang Wan, which was why she had never dared to take action. She did not want to drag down her only relative, at least after killing her other two relatives, she did not dare to take action now.

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Realizing that Lisha's face was beginning to turn ugly, Yingmeng's crimson lips curved up and she smiled so softly and strangely. No wonder Sheng Yuan seemed to be enjoying it so much at the beginning, it was really interesting.

"Rizha, you are a very promising person. You are very likely to be able to save the world. As a smart person, you should know what to do, right?"

A sweet smile bloomed on Lisha's lips, clean and pure, but too fake. If you become that person, you must give up all companionship.

Because the person who ends an era will definitely be a demon.

Just like Sheng Yuan's advice to Ying Meng - when you fall into a demon, you should know that companionship is something you must give up.

Rizha bowed slightly. She now basically believes that Yingmeng is a saint. Even if there is such a slight possibility, she has lost the courage to gamble because there is someone who cares about her now. "Master Xianjun, I will

It’s taken care of.”

Yingmeng smiled and said gently: "I believe in smart people."

Lisha's clear and clear eyes are like a clear spring on the snow-capped mountains. "I will not betray your trust, and I will do it for all sentient beings in the world."

When Lisha turned around and left, Yingmeng's gentle and calm voice drifted into her ears along with the breeze, "Demons will only bring disaster to those around them."

Perhaps she didn't even realize that this sentence was more than just a psychological tactic. It was like the belief in her heart, she had already believed this sentence deep in her heart.

Looking at Lisha leaving quickly, Yingmeng knew that she was looking for Fang Wan, the person she asked to stay outside the door.

Maybe Lisha was feeling lucky in her heart that she had left that man outside the door.

She was also very happy. If that person came in and disguised herself as Saint Yuan, she would probably be cut into pieces. After all, her hint to that person was to kill those related to the Southern Immortal World.

Ying Meng worked hard to push herself up from the chair, resisting the pain radiating from every muscle. She had to get out of here quickly.

"It just took a breather, and it's much better." She kept hinting to herself.

Lisha was very emotional just now and still had fear in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't be deceived so easily.

Sure enough, people just cannot have weaknesses, otherwise they will lose the courage to fight.

I guess Rizha's expression will be very interesting after she calms down. But she doesn't want to experience the other party's anger, nor does she want to die because of the hint she planted.

Yingmeng struggled to move his body and staggered towards the teleportation array.

She knew that she would definitely lose her skin when facing Zhu Yan, which showed that her prediction was very correct. So she left a way out for herself and hid a teleportation array. Who would have thought that more than one layer of skin would be shed, if not for her
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