What a pity, even if you have a high talent, you are just a child after all. How can you fight against those old antiques that have lived for tens of thousands of years?

In addition, Yingmeng has been obsessed with practicing, so how can we understand these calculations?

The explanation was that no one believed it. He said it, and ignored it. Not to mention the old antique plot, even the rumors flying all over the sky were enough for her to drink a pot.

"The accumulation of squares and bones are destroyed, and the minor flaws are afraid of covering up the merits." - "Sad Scholars in the Sickness"

In fact, the fairy world is not as good as imagined. Not to mention that most immortals come from other interfaces, there are very few immortals in the original work. People are all the same. People are intriguing for higher resources, abilities, and status.

No matter how talented a child is, he does not have enough mood to defend himself, he will either go towards destruction or become a puppet.

After sobering up, Yingmeng was not as angry as she imagined, or it was not because she was unable to become an immortal. It was because of the sadness caused by no one's trust and being cheated.

She also tried to explain after she sobered up, but no one would pay attention to her. She was slandered by countless people. She had trouble saying that she had done nothing, so why did these people slander her?

No matter where she walks, those contempt and ridiculous gazes will appear.

"Why are you still alive? Go to die, go to die."

All kinds of rumors, helplessness, fear, fear, escape... filled her heart.

The shadow dream that awakens in the mortal world recalls what happened before.

Her former "friends" accused her. Public opinion was controlled by the top leaders. They fabricated rumors that could attract attention, and after people believed it, they exaggerated them. People argued about the rumors they made up. They never considered what kind of harm they would cause to the parties involved.

The sky is as blue as blue, the eagle flies in the sky, the decaying grass is bounded by the sky, and it is endless. After experiencing all these days, can she still regard everything as an accident?

An accident? Such a coincidence.

It happened that as soon as it broke out, she might have encountered various exclusions when she became the Immortal Lord. After all her cultivation was lost, these exclusions became even more violent. It seemed that everything turned from secret to open.

When they were pressed in the prison and waited for the despair, those who did not dare to face the real monster came to subdue monsters.

Yingmeng laughed, I don’t know who she was laughing at.

After checking, I found that my spiritual bones were still there. I have never become an immortal in my life, so why didn’t I peel off her spiritual bones? Is it to remind her that even if she has spiritual bones, is she still a waste?

After all, it is the cause you sow, and you have to eat this bitter fruit yourself.

The shadow dream unknowingly, tears flowed.

It was not until now that she knew how weak she was.

The solemn mood that was originally complacent because it was stronger than its peers has disappeared.

Yingmeng has only now discovered that she had no choice but to encounter such a thing!

If I were stronger, would I be able to let them listen to her explanation?

"I was a genius! Have you experienced what an ant is? This is an ant, which can be played with by others. Your tragedy was deliberately arranged by others." The bewitching voice sounded again.

A black air spread between her eyebrows, Yingmeng unconsciously clenched her slender hands, and the knuckles turned white.

Yingmeng suppressed the slowly rising breath in his heart. It seems that practicing resentment has changed a lot to his state of mind.

It actually breeds the inner demon, which is sad. The heart mirror cannot keep up with its cultivation, which is sad.

Now, we can only take one step at a time.

After lying in the barren mountains and rivers for a while, Yingmeng finally sorted out her emotions.

No matter how much you explain it now, it is pale and powerless, and most people don’t believe it. This is an era of advocating strength. Strength is the truth, so what she needs to do is to improve her strength.

Let's go and find a place suitable for her to practice.

Yingmeng enters a prosperous city, and perhaps she can find out some new news here. Her goal is to be a place of extreme shade.

The prosperous scene here is different from the fairy world.

The fairy world is solemn and sacred, and here, the noisy streets are lined with endless streams of people.

I seemed to be smiling happily, unlike everyone in the fairy world who pretended to be tall and tall. Compared with the fairy world where white jade is the main body, the pavilions and towers built with fir trees are more firm and beautiful with bluestone walkways.

Yingmeng walked on the bluestone road, and there were many vendors shouting on both sides of the road. People came and went on the street, and the three or five confidants were discussing their practice experiences. A group of young men and women were laughing and laughing forward, and the playful children were running on the street. The hawkers shouted and shouted, the sound of shop waiters greetings, the endless stream of people, the children's play, and the laughter of people, it was really lively!

Yingmeng tilted her head and looked around in confusion, which was strange. Why can they smile so presumptuously? In her impression, don’t people always smile elegantly and hypocritically in public?

It smells so good, I have never asked about this kind of smell. Yingmeng looked at a small stall on the street. There was a strange thing, two or three small red balls were worn on a wooden stick. It looked sweet.

"Boss, what is that?"

"The little girl doesn't know this? This is a candied haws."

"Then can I have a bunch?"

The boss handed Yingmeng a bunch of candied haws. Yingmeng took a bite and the golden, crisp and sweet sugar on the outside was fused with the sour strawberries inside. It was so delicious.

"A candied haws, five-patterned money."

"Money? What is that?"

"Little girl, do you want to have a tycoon meal?"

Suddenly, the boss who was just charitable just now shouted to the people on the street, "Come on, come on, there is someone here who wants to have a tycoon meal." Yingmeng watched a group of people rush towards her and asked her for something called money. But she didn't know what it was.

With a frown, Yingmeng decided that the group of people wanted to find fault, so she planned to teach them a lesson. Unexpectedly, nothing happened after the test.

Oops! Some immortal techniques cannot be mobilized by the Yin Qi.
Chapter completed!