"Why...why do you want to train me?" Ying Meng asked. Her voice no longer had the childlike innocence it once had, only calmness.

"It just makes you aware of the darkness of the world. It teaches you the foundation of your feet and allows you to live well. Don't live a tragedy."

"tragedy?"

Xian Qing heard sadness in his tone and suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing. "Yingmeng, I..."

"You didn't want to teach me at first. You wanted to find the person in the prophecy!"

"But I……"

"Have you ever asked me what I want to do?"

Xian Qing was silent for a moment, then put his hand on Ying Meng's shoulder, with comfort in his tone. "No matter what, isn't it all for you?"

"But training is not the case! I don't need that kind of training at all, and I don't need to become a genius." Ying Meng's voice was neither soft nor serious, but the despair in her tone was shocking.

"You know?" She pointed to her head. "It's here, inside my body, constantly running, running, running..."

"Ying Meng!" Xian Qing heard a kind of hysteria and an abnormal excitement in her tone.

"Listen to me!" Yingmeng interrupted him. "You picked me up and trained me in the first place just to create a ghost! No, you directly created the character in the prophecy. Because I have become a master, so after you

The purpose of plotting against me is to make me become a demon as soon as possible.

I also don't know who you are trying to prove your point to.

Maybe he was the previous leader of the dead ghost training camp!

You want to prove your dream. You know why..."

"You must calm down!" Xian Qing pulled the person into his arms to stop the other person's uncontrollable behavior. "Your current situation..."

"Calculation! My whole life has been a calculation, an endless chess game, just to get me to this point!" Her mood suddenly became very excited, and her hands were dancing in the air, as if she was driving away something invisible.

devil.

Xian Qing froze, the shadow dream in front of him was very strange, so strange that it even made him helpless.

"Calculation! You still have calculations. People's endless calculations have completely changed everything in this world. Everyone is living under a huge conspiracy." Ying Meng laughed hysterically, her face was pale, her breathing was short, but she was conscious.

Clear. "But thank you, because of your training, I have a way to record everything you calculate in my consciousness. I can calculate everything, see the future, and store all information! I saw it."

"Yingmeng you..." Xian Qing tried to talk to her, trying to ease her mood.

"I saw it!" Yingmeng said here.

Xian Qing heard madness in his tone. He didn't know how to react. He didn't know Yingmeng's current situation. The other party's expression, behavior, and tone showed that he had fallen into absolute madness, but the message conveyed by the other party

Unintentionally, the other party is not in a state of conscious decision-making.

Crazy yet calm, extreme yet indifferent.

"I have to tell you what I saw." Before he could figure it out, Yingmeng spoke again, his tone regained his composure, with absolute calmness, and his eyes were so indifferent. "In order to make you believe what I said.

To be honest, I tell you that we will find the remnants of the beast world, and you will meet the person you respect the most, who is the former great elder."

Yingmeng carefully observed the shadow on Xian Qing's face, saw his fear, and all his subtle reactions. Then her eyes fell on her own reflection in Xian Qing's eyes. She carefully observed the shadow on her face.

Outline, a wave of thoughts spread into her brain in an instant, and started a new round of uncontrollable operation.

Suddenly, everything I had experienced before was connected.

She was silent, definitely in some kind of daze, and a chill shot up her spine, causing a shudder.

Countless memories came to her mind. There were no predictions, no emotions, no prejudices, but her past seemed to be revealed in front of her.

Suddenly, a piece of the past appeared in her mind that made her feel like she was falling into an abyss.

"Did you know?" She stared at Xian Qing, her eyes unblinking, with a majestic light in her eyes, as if she wanted to see into the depths of his soul. "People can never get rid of their past, even if they are unconscious."

"Look at my face carefully. Don't hide your inner thoughts. Look at the outline of this face, look at my hands, and the shape of my bones. If all this does not convince you, then remember what I said,

I can see the future, and I can also see the past, and then think about the clues and data you collected. Sheng Yuan and I are blood relatives."

Yingmeng paused for a moment, and a few fleeting thoughts passed through her heart. She forced her thoughts to control this point. This was very important. She couldn't be distracted before she figured it out.

"Did you know about this when you picked me up?" Looking at Xian Qing's reaction, Ying Meng already knew the answer. "You know, right? The reason why Sheng Yuan became the master of the ghost training camp is because

He came up with a plan, a plan called Bloodline."

Xian Qing closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and licked his chapped lips. For a moment, he wanted to deny it, but looking at that

With his eyes, he couldn't even deny it.

"Yes. The strongest talent is not reasoning, strength, speed, or wisdom, but the ability to learn. The incredible learning ability can learn all other talents, and it is the most powerful talent without a doubt."

"But this kind of talent doesn't exist at all." Yingmeng received it, and she smiled indifferently, as if what she was telling was not the root of her tragedy, but an irrelevant story. "So he planned to create one. Because of his talent

Brain control has nothing to do with this, so he plans to use his own blood to create a person.

From a certain point of view, that person is his child. Then, through precise calculations, we ensure who this person can come into contact with and who he can produce the next offspring with. Through the superposition of different talents, today's so-called platoon is formed.

The trumpeter."

"Except for No. 1, everyone can be regarded as his descendant." Xian Qing's eyes were dim and his voice was a bit harsh.

Yingmeng smiled, the light and shadow in the depths of her eyes were blurry. The moment she knew the answer, she realized how ridiculous the answer was.

"So his descendants were endlessly squeezed, and there were countless descendants. Each descendant lived under surveillance and went through heavy screening. The high-quality ones were kept, and the inferior ones were eliminated. The so-called artificial ghosts are also a bloodline plan

An add-on to him. You, who know everything, stand on the opposite side of him, but choose to help him do evil."

Xian Qing listened to the words that fell in his ears word by word while talking and laughing, and for a moment he forgot to react. The way Ying Meng spoke directly pierced his heart, and the way she looked at him seemed to see through all his disguises.

But at the same time, his brain began to work and analyze everything he said, and he could not refute it.

"They thought they were looking for me." Yingmeng's eyes were wild and indifferent, but his tone had a child-like smile as he murmured. "But I am not the person they are looking for. I showed up too early, but they

have no idea."

The voice was very low, but Xian Qing, who was standing next to him, accepted it word for word. At this moment, Xian Qing could not hide the surprise on his face. His lips opened unconsciously, and he quickly blocked his next words with his hands.

spoken words.

Oh my god, she is the one in the prophecy.

For a moment, he felt that his past and everything about him were exposed in front of Yingmeng, and he realized that when Yingmeng looked into his eyes, nothing about him would be hidden.

At this moment, he realized the source of his fear.
Chapter completed!