That's how it was in the human world. Ying Meng followed Yang Cang everywhere every morning to get things and sell them for money, and learned to be proficient in cheating. Occasionally, under Yang Cang's coercion and temptation, he created new exercises.

For example, once Yang Cang wanted to sell swords. A person needs to dance the sword. As expected, this man must be a shadow dream. But the swordsmanship of the fairy world is generally incomprehensible, so Yang Cang asked Ying Meng to come up with a new set of swordsmanship combined with dance, maybe Yang Cang did not expect that in the future, Ying Meng would use this swordsmanship to slaughter the three cities of Shengyuan.

Shadow Dream runs to the mass grave at night to study the mysteries of life.

Life is peaceful.

It seems that everything can go on like this, until one day Shadow Dream returns from the mass grave to find that the broken temple is terrifyingly quiet.

The children who usually frolicked here cowered in the corner in horror. She suddenly sensed that something was wrong and rushed in.

But it's too late. Waiting for her is no longer Yang Cang, who can joke about her, but a broken body.

Shadow Dream walked slowly towards the people not far away, begging in her heart not to be what she thought. It's a pity that fate didn't favor Shadow Dream.

It was Yang Cang who fell to the ground. There was already a big circle of blood beside him, there were arrow wounds, knife wounds, the most serious of which was cut straight from the shoulder to the navel, the bones of the shoulder were cut out, the flesh turned out, the fine and dense blood penetrated through the water, and the clothes were dyed red.

Ying Meng squatted in front of him, Yang Cang slowly opened his eyes, his cracked lips were extremely difficult to rise, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito, but Ying Meng understood.

He said, "Here you are." ”

Then, before she could wait for Kagemu to answer, she closed her eyes.

Ying Meng clasped his hands and didn't move, looking at the person in front of him. She could feel the dead aura emanating from Yang Cang's body.

Yang Cang died.

The rain began to fall again at some point.

Shadow Dream recognized the remaining energy on the wound. It was done by people in the fairy world.

She's already quit, why haven't you put her in yet?

Her face was strangely sad and painful, frozen like ice, cold as a rock, and there seemed to be infinite remorse in her indifference. Holding back tears, he pinched the trick to recall Yang Cang's soul, but found that his soul had already been broken like scum.

The sky was gray, the air was cloudy, and the bitter cold wind was biting against Kageme's heart.

"Don't worry, I'll put your soul together. As he spoke, Shadow Dream used the Forbidden Spell of Time.

Temporal Retaliation, that's what Shadow Dream can fight now. Bright red blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, and she felt the river and sea in her body, trying to suppress the power of the chaotic string, wanting to hold on for a little longer.

Theoretically, the forbidden technique of time can turn back time and space and return to the state where Yang Cang's soul will not be broken. But no, there was a golden aura in the air that blocked Yang Cang's soul from reconciling.

Yang Cang regained a little consciousness, and seeing his current state and Ying Meng's almost crazy behavior, he smiled bitterly: "It's too late...... Girl, nice to meet you...... Let's stop it...... Don't waste your strength. ”

"No, it won't be too late. I won't let you die!" Shadow Dream cried out almost madly, and then her hands kept pinching the seal, and the majestic power poured out from her body, one, two, Shadow Dream burst out one by one energy beads. But it was useless, Yang Cang was rejecting her energy.

Yang Cang's soul that had finally condensed was slowly dissipating: "Niu, my lord's time is running out...... Now listen to your grandfather. I won't tell you who did it, mainly because I'm afraid you'll be beaten to death...... Why don't you laugh? Aren't the jokes you tell funny?"

Shadow Meng tried to tug at the corners of her mouth, trying to laugh, but found that she couldn't laugh at all.

Yang Cang smiled softly for the first time, with a little relief in his tone: "Okay, don't cry." Wiping away the tears of the shadow dream. "It's not your fault, it's the master's fate. Promise not to take revenge until you don't have enough strength. And the corpse of the master was sent to you...... Remember to find the truth for you...... I know that you first came to find the land of extreme yin. This Shiyang City is the land of the sun...... The pendulum will swing...... All things are mutually reinforcing......"

Ying Meng watched Yang Cang's soul slowly disperse. She knew better than anyone what it meant—never to be born.

Who is so ruthless?

No one could answer her. Only the icy rain poured over her head.

Crystal teardrops, like pearls with broken threads, rolled down their cheeks. Shadow Dream stared at the air, hoping for some miracle. But without Yang Cang dead, his soul was scattered. She is too weak to even have the strength to take revenge.

How can it not be painful?

She knelt beside Yang Cang's corpse in a daze, holding her curled legs with both hands, sadness and longing solidified between her eyebrows, her eyes that flashed on weekdays were clouded, the tip of her nose was sour, and a stream of tears burst out of her eyes, flowing to the corners of her mouth and burrowing into her mouth, salty, she pursed her mouth, she couldn't control herself anymore, let the tears rush wildly, she covered her face and cried bitterly.

Shadow dreams wander the streets. The old buzz could no longer arouse her interest.

She didn't understand why this was happening.

She didn't plan to ask for that supreme position anymore, she didn't threaten anyone anymore, she just wanted to be an ordinary person. They have taken away their spiritual roots, taken away their glory, why are they not willing to keep even the last bit of happiness for themselves?

Unconsciously, she took a detour to the alley where Yang Cang often went to bring warmth to children.

Yesterday, she and Yang Cang ran here to frolic with those children. Sometimes these children would also run to Yang Cang's broken temple to trick her.

The lively alleys on weekdays are scary quiet.

Shadow dreams surround the cold alleys, confused and at a loss.

The little children who used to run out and frolic with them when they saw themselves hid in their poor little dilapidated houses.

She didn't understand what was going on.

"She's a demon!"

"She killed Yang Cang!"

"She is a demon who brings bad luck to those around her. ”

"The Adversary is a little away from me. ”

"Don't come again!"

"Get out of here!"

Some of them were so bold that they even picked up stones and threw them at Shadow Dream. When it was discovered that Shadow Dream did not resist, but just let the stones fall on her, more and more children picked up the stones and began to hit her.

Shadow Dream didn't understand.

Is he really a demon? Is there really bad luck if he follows him? Xiao Xue'er lost her spiritual root, and Yang Cang's soul was scattered.

Watching his friends playing with him smash stones at him, he wanted to kill himself.

She wanted to explain, but she didn't know how. And even she herself thinks that Yang Cang died because of her.

A sadness. A hint of helplessness. A heartbreak.

This is much more uncomfortable than being misunderstood by the immortals at the beginning. After all, the people here are all people who are friends with Shadow Dream, and they are also the people she cares about.

A feeling called despair came over me, a feeling of losing the whole world.

A stone slammed into Kagemon's forehead, blood pouring out of the wound.

Shadow Dream looked helplessly into the void, who could help him?

"Hate?" said a familiar voice. The sound ringing in Shadow Dream's ears was the same voice she had heard before the Yungelou Killing Ring.

"Who the hell are you, and what do you want?"

"I'm you. The voice rang out again.

At this time, when the children saw the shadow dream, their faces suddenly showed pain, and then their faces were filled with black gas, and they all stopped. One of them wanted to go up and see what was going on with Kagemon. As soon as he got closer, he saw Shadow Dream piercing his body with his hand. The other children watched as their companions slowly fell, Shadow Dream's hand dripping with blood in the air, and the heart of their companion was held in his hand. A group of small children scattered and fled under the influence of fear.

Shadow Dream clasped her hands tightly and didn't move, looking at the void with a requisition.

At this time, she was wrestling with the voice in her heart.

"You're a demon!"

"I'm your demons. A gust of wind came at her. Flash of ink. The inner demon turned into a puff of ink and appeared behind Shadow Dream. Gangfeng split into countless strands of wind, and hit her again. The body kept dodging, and the wind staggered past the demons. The demon dodged through the cracks.

"Don't try, you can't beat me, because I'm you. Let go of the altar and let me in. You can't destroy me, I'm a part of you. I'm you, accept me!"

Knowing the sea in the shadow dream while sticking to the spirit platform, he attacked the inner demon, "Shut up!"

"Do you want them to accept you?"

Shadow Dream's attack slowed down.

"I know what you want most. You crave attention, you crave acceptance. But you are spurned by the world. ”

One of the hearts of the shadow dream was about to be shattered in an instant. "Shut up, I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"Don't struggle, I am what you feel, and every word I say can pierce your heart! I can give you what your pathetic heart desires most. ”

Poof, Shadow Dream fell to her knees as her legs weakened, and as soon as her knees touched the ground, a huge sense of exhaustion hit her brain hard.

The voice in my heart kept ringing.

"There are misunderstandings that can never be clarified. You are a demon, a demon. You'll never get their approval. Why should they be recognized? for what? respect, glory, status? Go ahead. Didn't they say you were a demon? Then become a demon and show them. ”

"I will not have innocent blood on my hands. Shadow Dream let out a low roar.

"Hehe, yes. But it's already glued!"

As soon as he exited the shadow dream of knowing the sea, he saw the bloody object in his hand. She shook it off in fear.

"It's already glued, so don't be afraid. Besides, are they innocent? They no longer understand the truth, spit on you, insult you. They attacked you first, and you just resisted, is it wrong? If you only became a demon because you had blood on your hands, those who spit on you and insult you are more qualified to become a demon than you!"

"No, I'm not going to let you control me. You killed people!" Shadow closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down, she couldn't be seduced by that voice, it just wanted to fall for herself.

"Is there any difference between what you are doing now and those people? You are obviously guilty, but you put yourself in the position of the innocent and blame others for all your crimes! The "devil" is just a puppet fabricated by the righteous to bear the responsibility for his evil thoughts and evil deeds. ”

Shadow Dream gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the voice's bewitchment.

"Huh. Do you think everything is a coincidence?

For a moment, Shadow Dream's sea of knowledge was filled with abuse, humiliation, darkness, and even violence......

"They take everything from you, and I destroy everything from them!"

Shadow Dream's eyes drooped, and inside was an endless depth. After standing in the rain for a long time, Shadow Dream finally moved, brushing the raindrops off her face, and then disappeared into the alley after a few ups and downs. The blood was gradually washed away by the drizzle, and nothing seemed to have happened.