Ying Meng picked up the nameless character, hooked half of the corners of his mouth, and asked with a playful expression: "Good story, but why should I believe you?"

The black-robed old man smiled grimly. "Take something out of your pocket, the nameless lord should recognize the fairy token. ”

Shadow Dream was silent for a moment. "Why me?"

The old man was smiling, but his eyes were full of depression. "The things you do don't look like people who have a position. When it's time to slaughter, both sides are slaughtered, plus you are thriving in the human world, and you don't look like a person in the fairy world at all. The female companion next to you was also knocked unconscious by you, so I guess you've already noticed that something is wrong with her. ”

Shadow Dream blinked. I don't look like a person from the fairy world? Do you know that the person standing in front of you is a real ghost? You may not know that I don't occupy a place, but I am offended on both sides. As for the guy next to me, I wish he was awake.

Shadow Meng tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled weirdly, "Your purpose." ”

The old man's face suddenly distorted, and his thin cheeks were filled with resentment, like a demon crawling out of hell. "I'm going to ruin it all. ”

There was a faint smile on the corner of Shadow Dream's mouth, and there seemed to be a happy point of light floating in her eyes.

In any case, judging from the current situation, on the surface, the old man should have believed in himself. And when he mentioned the Southern Immortal Realm, he obviously exuded a very high level of resentment, and he didn't look like he was pretending. Well, it's not a bad thing to get a cooperation. If he was really specially sent, then try not to be cheated by him after using him.

Shadow Dream still looked full of evil energy, and a hint of inquiry flashed in her eyes. "In this way, the fairy world is not as clean as the legend says, in order to cultivate a ...... Strange groups that regard the lives of the world as dust. It is difficult for the Southern Immortal Realm to do such a big thing, and the Lord of the Immortal Realm is probably not a good thing. ”

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the old man looked excited. "What do you know, Lord Xianjun wouldn't do such a thing. Our Immortal Monarch Bodhisattva in the Southern Immortal Realm lowered his eyebrows, giving to the people, helping the weak......, and helping the weak;

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows? Is this still the Shengyuan she knows? Shouldn't Shengyuan be cunning and ruthless?

Ying Meng was shocked, she wasn't dreaming, a person who had extreme resentment towards the Southern Immortal Realm actually worshiped Sheng Yuan so much.

Looking at the golden light in his eyes, it was almost exactly the same as Xiao Xue's eyes when she saw all her collections. Shadow Dream was once again shocked by Sheng Yuan's ability to do superficial work, this brainwashing ability is not ordinary.

Although she knew that the populism in the Southern Immortal Realm was very serious, she never thought that Shengyuan would actually become a god in the hearts of the inner group of things.

In this way, Ying Meng stood in shock, listening to him boast about Shengyuan like a hanging river, and felt Sanguan being hit by the river. I'm afraid the world has been turned upside down.

“...... Lord Xianjun is so kind, he must have been deceived by traitors. Therefore, ever since I escaped by swindling my death, I have been trying to expose the traitor's schemes and save the Immortal Monarch every day. ”

Shadow Dream felt that there should be applause here. It's so great, it's so wonderful, it's so touching! Does Shengyuan need you to save him? He is the most treacherous of all the traitors.

But at the same time, Shadow Dream also understood why Sheng Yuan would let this thing survive. Because every time he does something, he will help him screen and screen the people who survive, plus this person worships Shengyuan so much, this is simply a steady stream of faith power.

After listening to the tone of this passage and its content, Shadow Dream can basically determine that this is a person who has been kept in the dark. I thought it was an unfathomable pinnacle king, but it turned out to be a mentally retarded brain fan of Shengyuan. Ay.

Kagemu felt like she had been sighing a little more lately. "What if I don't want to wade into this troubled water?"

The old man, who was touched by himself, quickly returned to normal, and the gloom in his eyes was filled with layers of gloom, and he said gloomily: "Then I have to let you take this secret and shut up forever." ”

Ying Meng said, happy cooperation, what do you need me to do?

The old man smiled. "To the end, when the time comes, act according to the way I look. It is often not the people around you who should be careful, but the ghosts in your hearts. After speaking, he glanced meaningfully behind Shadow Dream, and then drifted away.

Ying Meng knew that every trial had a theme, but when the old man said this, she felt a faint chill behind her. Neuropathy.

Shadow Dream was frightened and hugged String Qing's tail. The furry thing feels so much better in my arms. Now it's time to think seriously about how to clear the suspicion.

Just as Kagemu was pondering, an exclamation was heard in the distance. With the flow of people, Ying Meng hurriedly ran to that place, which was the banquet hall.

The gate was locked. The little girl who tried to seduce Yingmeng before was in a hurry, and when she saw that she couldn't open the door, she raised her foot fiercely and kicked the door open with her aura.

The house was so dark that all the curtains were drawn. When the door was opened, a burst of cold air gushed out of the door, and the curtains shook.

The black-robed old man's face was a little serious, and he pinched his hand and lit the candle in the room. The banquet hall, which was originally magnificent in the dim candlelight, was now extremely terrifying, and the smell of blood seemed to be smelled in the wind.

On the main seat of the room, there was a figure on the ornate and ostentatious chair. It seems to be a woman, with a phoenix crown and a graceful veil, sitting lazily on the main seat. In the face of everyone's intrusion, there was no surprise in the slightest, just sat there quietly.

The bold took two steps forward, noticed that she was not moving, and brought the candle close to her cheek. There was a scarlet patch.

After an exclamation, everyone immediately rushed forward to check.

It was Sister Wang, who was killed in a disfiguring way, her face seemed to have been slashed by a knife, and the whole face was forcibly peeled off. He was dressed in extremely ornate clothes. The bright red color was dyed red little by little by blood.

The crowd hurriedly carried it down and took it to the light to study it carefully.

I saw that Sister Wang was actually a backless Luo skirt. Behind Sister Wang's back, the murderer used a knife to carve gorgeous patterns little by little, which were all patterned with speckled blood. Sister Wang's skin still has traces of stitching, like a perfect work of art.

Kagemu checked how old and new the knife marks were. She looked carefully at her neck, and another knife sealed her throat, from left to right.

According to the technique of cutting, it should be done by the same person. An atmosphere of panic spread among the crowd.

Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, Ying Meng narrowed her eyes, Sister Wang doubted herself, and now she is dead again. Doesn't this indicate that it was his own doing? Perhaps Xian Qing guessed wrong, and Shengyuan's target may be himself.

Shadow Dream calmly continued to observe the corpse until her gaze fell on the pattern of the dress. To be precise, it is the pattern on Sister Wang's skin.

This is......

Shadow Dream's eyebrows are raised and locked, her upper eyelids are greatly raised, and her lips are slightly open.

This pattern...... Be...... Be...... Yunge Building.

Memories flood back in my heart, and those details that I missed at the beginning are now concretized little by little.

Shadow Dream seems to have returned to that night.

For a moment, Shadow Dream seemed to be standing in front of the abyss again. The whole world was immersed in shadows, countless raindrops fell stiffly from the sky, and a blood-colored Luo skirt appeared on her.

A crack appeared in the seal in the sea of knowledge, and a black gas emerged from the middle.

looked at Sister Wang's face, the corners of her mouth were covered with blood. Shadow Dream let out a low laugh in her chest, which finally turned into a loud laugh.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Ying Meng licked the corners of her mouth, it was really getting more and more interesting.