Although he and his cousin grew up together, no matter how close they were, they were far less important than his blood sister's position in his heart.
The road to spiritual enlightenment is long and endless.
He could not imagine seeing his sister, who could have cultivated and achieved greatness together with him, reduced to a mediocre mortal and leaving him in the form of a beauty and withered bones.
Balian didn't expect that things would develop to this point.
If it were just a matter of life and death between mortals, other sect forces would not be involved.
But now that Shang Ying's spiritual roots are gone, the older generation of big figures in the sect will naturally come forward to intervene in this matter.
Thinking of this, Balian felt awe-struck.
Looking towards the corner of the corridor, he saw Zheng Siyan gently holding a spirit-binding talisman between his fingers.
His eyes were like those of an evil beast in the night, cruelly looking at the prey that was about to be snagged, with a cold, playful look.
After Shang Hong left, Zheng Siyan also stayed in Meng's house. Surprisingly, he didn't cause trouble to Bailian anymore, just like the calm before the storm.
He did not force Bailian's freedom, but instead found a guest room to settle down on his own.
It will get dark.
The night has fallen, and the red sunset glow in the western sky turns purple, gray, and black, and finally escapes, and everything returns to a deathly silence.
Originally, Mencius said that during the rare Green Lantern Festival, a lively Green Lantern Festival would be held for three days.
But there was a murder in the city, and even the government offices were alerted to come out to handle the case. The city was no longer as lively and bustling as it was on the first day.
People are in panic, and no one is wandering around in the streets at night.
The entire Guangmeng City is surrounded by a gloomy and lonely atmosphere.
Meng Zifei was in a state of confusion all day today. When he came outside Shang Ying's room, his eyes were dark and painful.
He had just raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when he heard a low, painful cough inside the house.
His voice was hoarse, as if he had triggered an injury to his heart, and the backflow deep in his throat seemed to be stuck uncomfortably in his throat. His coughing became dull and rapid, and he could no longer suppress the coughing, which was heartbreaking.
Meng Zifei's face, which was not very good-looking, turned even paler. He couldn't let go of his hand, and quickly left the corridor as if fleeing.
Inside the room, Shang Ying's expression froze as she covered her heart, frowned, and coughed in pain.
She stared at the closed door with painful eyes, as if she felt something.
She smiled helplessly, her smile seemed lonely and sad.
Meng Zifei tightened his chest tightly. The temperature of his spiritual roots was extremely clear and burning. He took long steps and ran forward crazily.
He didn't know where he was going.
Just running blindly...
Keep running...
Until he made a thud and bumped into a figure. Although that figure was not that strong and powerful, it even had the frailty of a young man.
But the figure that he hit hard didn't move. On the contrary, he was hit hard by the force of the collision and fell to the ground.
Meng Zifei looked at the young man who held out his palm to him and said in a daze: "Brother Bai... Baili."
Balian looked calm and focused, looked at him with concern and asked: "Is Mr. Meng okay?"
Meng Zifei raised his hand with a wry smile, held the palm of his hand and stood up, showing a self-deprecating smile: "What can happen to me? Am I not the best? I have gained new life and spiritual roots. I should be happy, right?"
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His smile was uglier than crying.
Balian did not continue this topic, but asked: "Why don't you question me?"
Meng Zifei's smile disappeared and he asked in confusion: "Question?"
Bailian said: "Shang Hong said that I controlled the kid to kill you. You should have seen the kid's appearance. Don't you have any doubt at all?"
Meng Zifei frowned and said: "Brother Baili is joking. If it is really what Brother Baili did, you will never come back to my Meng family again.
And from the beginning to the end, I have sincerely invited Brother Baili to come and help, so there is no reason for you to do this."
Meng Zifei was a very thorough person, and Bailian believed that this person was much smarter than he appeared on the surface.
Balian's eyes were slightly lowered, and his eyelashes were very long, perfectly covering his clear pupils. In the snowy night, he looked very beautiful with his clear features and clear eyes.
I don't know what the emotion is in his eyes, but those who know him well will know that he, who has an exquisite heart with seven orifices, is seriously considering his own ideas at this moment.
He spoke slowly, his tone was very light, but gave people an unusually firm feeling: "I can't say that this matter has nothing to do with me at all, but I will give her an explanation for Miss Shang Ying's matter."
Balian's choice of words is very subtle, it's not you, it's her.
Meng Zifei was stunned again, his pale face was in sharp contrast with the blood on his chest, but at this moment, the look in his eyes when he looked at Bailian quietly changed.
He didn't know what to say, so he could only nodded silently.
Balian smiled, stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said, "It's late at night, go to bed early."
After saying that, he crossed paths with him and left.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Meng Zifei suddenly turned around, his face turned pale, even with a hint of panic, his chest rose and fell violently, as if he had been holding in a long breath, he almost shouted these words!
"You can see it all! Right!"
Baili'an paused and said in a helpless tone: "Since I didn't point it out, why would you take the initiative to say it out?"
The snow under Meng Zifei's feet creaked. He walked around to Balian's body with a quick breath, and grabbed his arms with both hands.
His neck turned red, and he suppressed it a little, but in the end he still shouted hysterically: "You have seen through everything! You still tell me how to pretend! Pretend again! Then wouldn't I be ridiculous to the extreme!"
As if the pent-up evil energy in his chest had been vented, the tight string in Meng Zifei's heart was completely broken.
He seemed to be broken, his whole body fell limply to the ground, his eyes were empty and confused.
He murmured: "Don't you have anything to ask?"
Baili quietly looked at Meng Zifei, who was sitting in the snow in a panic, with deep and quiet eyes. He pursed his lips and said slowly: "Mr. Meng, when you and I met on the street, was it a chance encounter? Or was it?
Did you do it on purpose?"
Meng Zifei laughed at himself, looked up at Baili'an, and said seriously: "At that time, I really wanted to get acquainted with you, Brother Baili, but later..."
His eyes suddenly became distracted and then condensed into light. He raised his hand to cover his heart, his face was painful and struggling: "Later, the young master of the Ghost Sect took the initiative to find me."
Balian nodded and said: "There are not so many accidents in the world. Zheng Siyan is not a person who is dedicated to exterminating demons and defending the Tao. He came to the Meng family, and his target should be me."
As he said that, he fixed his gaze slightly, looked at Meng Zifei with complicated eyes and said, "And when he seeks cooperation with you, he must have spotted your desire to practice martial arts."
Meng Zifei smiled bitterly: "You have indeed seen everything. Brother Baili, you are really terrible."
Bai Lian sighed: "I'm not scary, what's scary is the human heart. Zheng Siyan promised that as long as you cooperate with him and bring me to the Meng Mansion, he will grant you spiritual roots, right?"
Meng Zifei's lips moved silently, and he lowered his head sadly: "I didn't expect that the price of obtaining the spiritual root would be so high."
"That's not right." Balian shook his head slowly, and the gentle snowflakes brushed past his cheeks. His dark hair was stained with a few snowflakes as white as feathers, making him seem to come from another world.
His eyes were still calm, without disappointment or anger. He knew the truth of everything, but he was still able to tell the facts calmly.
"You knew the outcome from the beginning. Rather than saying that Zheng Siyan lured you into the game, it would be better to say that all of this was planned by you and him.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have said that last confession to Miss Shang when you were dying.
Based on your understanding of her, it is not difficult to guess how paranoid Miss Shang was when she was holding your cold body, wanting to hear a complete confession from you. When a person is in an extreme mood, any crazy
His actions are unimaginable."
Who could have known that behind such a tragic childhood love with no regrets, there were all kinds of calculations and conspiracies.
Doesn’t Mencius not love Shang Ying?
Obviously not.
Otherwise, he would not be in such pain and suffering as he is now.
He just... loves the solitary road leading to immortality more.
It’s just that this kind of feeling is the most hurtful!
There seemed to be some thoughts in Meng Zifei's eyes that gradually collapsed under Balian's every word.
He seems to have a romantic life, but he loves only one person.
He seems transparent and open-minded, but he is full of lies.
In order to get what he wants, he will do whatever it takes to hurt the person he loves most, not to mention a chance acquaintance like Bailian.
He is a ruthless person, ruthless to himself and even more ruthless to the people he loves!
The reason why he could completely trust Balian to not control the ghost and kill people was because he knew the truth from the beginning to the end.
"Tomorrow, Su Guanhai, the leader of Taixuan Sect, will come here." Bailian said calmly.
Meng Zifei's body trembled, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "Zheng Siyan wants you to be ruined and cast aside by thousands of people, but in the end, the one who is cast aside is me?"
Even though he knew that Balian, who knew all the truth, had no evidence, to outsiders, all this was just his own conjecture.
As long as he refuses to admit it, the only person who will be suspected is Bailian.
But he didn't believe that a young man with such a terrifying mind would not have any perfect plan to show off everything with him here.
He said from the beginning that he would give an explanation to Shang Ying.
Such a plain but confident person can still remain calm and calm even if he is caught in the deepest and most dangerous trap.
Meng Zifei said in defeat: "Brother Baili, do you want me to explain everything to everyone tomorrow?"
He couldn't imagine what kind of expression he would use to face Shang Ying after she knew the truth.
But who knows...
"It's not necessary." Balian said.
Meng Zifei looked shocked.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and Bai Lian raised his head to pat the snowflakes on his head. Even though he had been plotted over and over again, there was still not much emotion on his face.
The young man's tone was still soft and gentle: "Even though this matter was not caused by my control, after all, Zheng Siyan came here because of me.
I have already said that I will give an explanation to Miss Shang. She hopes that you will be well, so you can take her spiritual root and walk the path you have chosen."
"She wants me to be well..." Meng Zifei muttered blankly and repeated this sentence.
This seemingly simple sentence actually hides another layer of meaning, and Meng Zifei was extremely smart to understand that layer of meaning.
His distracted eyes suddenly shrank sharply, and he jumped up from the ground. His face was twisted severely, as if he thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.
While shaking his head to express that this was impossible, he laughed hoarsely, as if he was mad: "This is impossible, this is impossible... In this world, there cannot be such a stupid woman..."
If she knew...if she knew...
If he knew everything!
Shouldn't we feel chilled and disappointed with him?
How could you be willing to get involved and give up everything for a scumbag like him?
What kind of mentality did she have when she smiled tenderly at him?
The truth was like poisonous venom, corroding his bones, almost making him unable to stand upright and unable to breathe.
"But such a stupid person exists, and he is right in front of you."
Baili watched quietly as he frantically scratched his hair. Although his tone was calm, it gave people an inexplicable stern feeling.
Meng Zifei was stunned for a moment, and his pupils shrank and dilated violently under the interference of chaotic emotions.
Soon, the emotions in his eyes seemed to have been hollowed out by life, and his whole person became decadent and hunched his shoulders.
He murmured as if he had lost his soul: "Yes... She is the person who knows me best in the world, and she is the only one who knows what I desire most. No matter how good my acting skills are, Brother Baili will not
How can she not see through things that she can see through?"
"She is waiting for an answer." Balian looked at him with pity in his eyes: "An answer for you to be reborn and wake up."
Meng Zifei's whole face was completely numb: "I like you... I said these four words in my heart thousands of times, but in the end I never said them to her personally."
When he was awake, he thought that his performance was extremely perfect, and he missed everyone perfectly.
He deceived the gift he wanted most from his beloved through the appearance of a poor person.
As everyone knows, the so-called immortality is not what she wants.
What he wanted, she gave him without hesitation.
But what she really wanted, he missed.
For the rest of my life... I can't afford it anymore.
Shall we get married?
This is what he said at the time. There was no likement or love. Instead, it was more like he had done something wrong and wanted to try his best to make up for it due to responsibility.
He could now imagine how sad and desperate Shang Ying felt when she heard this sentence.
Those who calculate will eventually trap themselves in a trap.
This is a prison that he will never be able to escape for the rest of his life.
The prison he set for himself.
Balian reached out to pat the snow off his shoulders and left in the wind and snow.
He has said all that needs to be said.
Just wait for tomorrow and dawn.
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