Waste?!Just kidding! Isn't the bag of snow candy in her hand a limited edition, unique in the world?

The thought of handing it over made Shadow Dream's heart full of holes.

Xian Qing waited for a long time without responding, and sighed, as if he had played.

"Okay, it's cheaper for you. Don't be angry. Shadow Meng gritted her teeth and said hatefully.

Xianqing watched Shadow Dream's movements in shock.

No one knew better than him how much Shadow Dream cared about her bag of candy.

Xiao Xue once snatched her candy and waved it back and forth jokingly, but accidentally fell off the cliff with candy. Shadow Dream rushed forward without hesitation, grabbed the bag of candy, and then fell off the cliff together, seriously injured.

Especially when she knew that no one in this world could make snow candy anymore, the value of this bag of sugar in her heart may have surpassed her life.

But now, she handed the bag of candy to herself. So she has surpassed his life in her heart?

He opened his mouth and said, wanting to say no. Yet nothing was said. It seems that people are still selfish.

Close your eyes and hide the strange thing that flashes through your mind.

Put a piece of snow candy in your mouth. It's so sweet.

That's enough, knowing that you once had me in your heart, that's enough.

He felt very sweet now, and he didn't know if he would feel very sweet when he saw the tablet of the bag of sugar in the Shadow Dream Room.

Ying Meng looked at Xianqing as if she was tasting some kind of delicacies, tasting her own snow candy. Her heart was bleeding.

Especially looking at him, with a touched face and an expression without regrets in this life, she felt that her heart had been broken.

Xianqing obviously hates sweetness so much, why does it taste so delicious? Could it be that this bag of sugar is the best one?

She began to regret it.

Watching Xian Qing's cold eyebrows and eyes disperse, Shadow Dream returned to his senses.

She was pitted.

Xianqing noticed that Shadow Dream had reacted and quickly put away the snow candy.

Just kidding, this is the first time in Shadow Dream's life that he has given up his favorite food, and he has to keep a souvenir.

Ying dreamed that there was no hope of snatching back the snow candy, so he kicked Xianqing's tail angrily, puffed out his face, and turned to leave.

Xianqing violently pulled Shadow Dream's wrist and pulled the person into his arms. Shadow Dream's pupils dilated slightly, and instinctively pushed Xian Qing away. Shadow Dream finally pulled him away a little, and before he could speak, Xianqing's face leaned over, and his lip flap blocked her lip flap, instantly taking away her breath.

Shadow Dream: "!!"

What happened. Is it that the immortal world has fallen, and the ten thousand ways are about to dissipate, or is his life coming soon?

Do you feel sorry for yourself for eating your own sweets, and plan to give yourself something sweeter?

Soon there was the sound of footsteps around him, and Ying Meng instantly understood Xianqing's intentions.

"Both, can you pay attention in broad daylight? ”

Ying Meng took a deep breath, his face cold, and his calm was full of arrogance. "Hehe, what's the matter with you. ”

"Nothing. I just want to know what the nameless lady and the beauty next to him were doing a quarter of an hour ago. The young man from the City Lord's Party said gently.

Shadow Dream smelled something wrong from his tone, she wanted to keep a low profile, but she was now a minister. Shadow Dream said angrily, "Can't you see it?"

The black-robed old man walked out with a smile. "I didn't expect it, but the nameless adults also had a day when they were seduced by beauty. This beauty looks chic. ”

Ying Meng had an indifferent expression, how could she not know that the old man in the black robe was standing next to Bu Sheng before hinting at Xian Qing.

"Guys, what's going on, is the banquet over?"

As soon as Shadow Dream said this, the scene was eerily quiet.

In the end, Sister Wang stood up with a gloomy face, and her eyes were full of suspicion about Yingmeng. "Dead. ”

"Dead people? Dare to ask everyone here who hasn't had any blood on their hands? What's wrong with the dead people, are you surprised? Do you need to mobilize the people and run out of the crowd?" asked Shadow Dream in a strange way.

The black-robed old man was still smiling. "It depends on who dies and how. After speaking, he glanced at Xianqing meaningfully.

A glimmer of light flashed in Shadow Dream's eyes, and Xianqing's behavior just now seemed to be ......

Shadow Dream suppressed the speculation in her heart, and an expression of interest appeared on her face. "Really? I really want to see the man's body. What kind of death can make you people who have a lot of life debts so excited?"

Under the leadership of everyone, Shadow Dream moved to the scene of the murder with doubt, fear, and calculation.

The corpse's entire abdomen had been shaved open, its organs had been churned to shreds, and its face had been cut beyond recognition, and the faint scar on the throat in this case could easily be overlooked.

The moment Shadow Dream saw the corpse, it was as if there were 10,000 grass and mud horses whistling past him.

With her years of experience working with corpses (dissections), the amount of organs that are crushed is by no means the whole body. It is the heart that is estimated to be less by the amount that is missing.

Although the corpse has been unrecognizable, from some features on the body and the smell of blood, there is no doubt that this person is alive.

Busheng stored in the heart is Lin Xueguo. His heart was gone, Lin Xueguo was in Xianqing's hands, and Ying Meng had a terrible guess.

Knowing the sea:

Xiao Yingmeng looked at Xiao Xianqing with a condemning face: I didn't expect it, Lord Xianjun. It would be ...... Ay.

Although the words are not finished, the meaning is already clear. I didn't expect the dignified Immortal Monarch to actually kill people and torture corpses.

Xiao Xianqing glanced at her indifferently: When taking the fruit, if the host dies, it will affect Lin Xueguo's medicinal properties.

The meaning is also very clear, he did not kill people.

The two looked at each other. Now no matter who killed the person, as long as the matter cannot be closed tonight, the people of the Southern Immortal Realm will definitely report the matter. When the time came, I found the name Nameless, and at a glance, I found that this name had a bottom in the high-level of the Southern Immortal Realm. When the time comes, others will care, and they will check it all the way, and neither of them will be able to escape.

When the time comes, it will not be the only one who will investigate this matter.

All the memories are tampered with?

Fooling? Fabrication based on evidence should be able to get away with it.

Xiao Xianqing: Do you see any information?

Shadow Dream had a smile on her face, her eyes flashing with doubt, and she dealt with the temptation of the group of people in a tone that did not move and pretended to understand.

When everyone's attention shifted to the identity of the victim, Shadow Dream quietly observed the corpse while everyone was thinking.

Little Shadow Dream: There are traces of incision and stitching on the chest, this is the oldest injury, its lines are fluent, and the technique is very professional.

The victim was supposed to be lying down when he died, and the method of death was to cut the throat with a knife, and the incision in the victim's throat was cut from left to right, but it was impossible to tell whether the murderer's dominant hand was left or right because the marks were very faint. After the killer killed the victim, he began to abuse the corpse, and the cutting method was very unprofessional. From this, it can be judged that the first person to break the abdomen and the person who abused the corpse later were not the same person.

Xiao Xianqing's expression was indifferent and detached: I cut the first knife, and after cutting it, I took out Lin Xueguo, and I sewed it up and erased his memory, and it would be too troublesome if he died.

"Nameless lord, do you know who the victim is?" asked a neat little girl with a ponytail. It looks harmless, but through the tone of Shadow Dream before, she has already determined that she is a person from the ghost talent training camp, so naturally she does not dare to underestimate the enemy.

There is no trace of the ancient well on the face of the shadow dream. "Didn't the city lord never come back? I was in a hurry when I left, maybe it was him. After all, he has offended a lot of people. ”

The little girl frowned slightly, her amber pupils revealing harmlessness. "Really?"