In the dark space, there is only a ray of light that breaks the floor.

Bai Yong took his hand and said lightly: "People are more likely to have self-knowledge. In this S-level world, I am the god here. Even if you hurt people with hidden arrows, it is useless."

"Tsk." Meng Busan slid his tongue with disgust.

"I've wanted to say it since just now," Meng Busan looked forward with his face and walked through the white light, "Did you not have had a second-year illness yet? Do you know how shameful your words are?"

Bai Yong looked speechless and leaned forward, staring at Meng Busan through the white light, "Sansan, are you saying this? Don't you know who the second-tier disease king in this world is? Don't be humble, it's you."

Meng Busan nodded with a smile, "So that's it. I'm the king in your heart. Oh, how embarrassed I'm."

Bai Yong: “…”

There is no one else to be so shameless!

While speaking, Ji Xueya was shocked and ran behind Bai Yong, but he didn't dare to take action anymore because Bai Yong was too close to Meng Busan.

His face was as deep as water, and he stared at Bai Yong expressionlessly.

Bai Yong rolled to the side with his eyes and chuckled.

A clear voice sounded here—

"Bai Yong's skills are miracles. The more people believe in him and the more people remember him, the more he can create various miracles, including strengthening his own strength and allowing himself to resist other people's skills."

This sound was like a white crane crying from Meng Busan's dim memory.

Meng Busan looked in the direction where the sound came.

Bai Yong quickly walked a few steps to the side and distanced himself from Meng Busan and Ji Xue Cliff and plum blossom soldiers.

Ji Xueya frowned, "So you are not npc."

The plum blossom soldiers remained motionless, and the clear voice rang again.

"Okay, thank you, it's enough to be here."

As he spoke, a green leaf flew down from the plum blossom soldier. This leaf was the size of a little fingernail and fell down. At the moment when it fell to the ground, a green wind rose flat on the ground, and a man in an antique robe turned around and appeared in the gust of wind.

He clamped the blade with two fingers, turned his head and showed his face in the faint light.

It was a young and handsome face, with clean eyes and friendly expression.

When this person showed his face, Meng Busan noticed that Bai Yong's expression suddenly changed.

Bai Yong gritted his teeth and said, "Song Duoci, it's you! Why are you here?"

Song Duoci looked at Bai Yong and smiled, "Of course we are here to see our children."

As soon as these words were spoken, Bai Yong's face became even more ugly.

Meng Busan looked at Song Duoci's side face, and there seemed to be fragments of fragments in his mind.

He didn't say anything, but to others he seemed to be watching Song Duoci trance.

A pure white shadow turned to Meng Busan, completely blocking his view, and frost, snow and cold air was constantly coming from this human body.

Meng Busan became a child and was much shorter, but even so, he did not have the habit of looking up at people.

Meng Busan did not look up, but the person in front of him half-kneeled down.

He stared blankly at the face under Meng Busan's hat.

Meng Busan drooped his eyelids.

Bai Yong chuckled, "Ji Xueya, you really sad. After all, I have helped you a lot. It would be fine if you don't want to give back, but you actually attack me first?"

Ji Xueya wanted to straighten his head and stare at Meng Busan, as if he treated Bai Yong's words as if he was in his ears.

Bai Yong raised his hand.

His men were stopped by Song Duoci for a moment.

Bai Yong stared at this guy who only heard his name but had not seen him.

Bai Yong chuckled and said, "Song Duoci, what are you stopping me? I thought your purpose was to come here like me."

Song Duoci had a casual and gentle smile on his lips, "Bai Yong, don't do things that make you regret."

Bai Yong sneered, "You have accepted your fate, but it doesn't mean I have accepted your fate. I don't want to experience restarting again and again like you. It feels bad to restart with memory, right?"

Faced with Bai Yong's questioning, Song Duoci just smiled, as if he had already been wiped out all his anger and helplessness by time.

Bai Yong raised two fingers in front of his lips, showing a compassionate and pityful smile, "Even if you want to stop you, you can't stop you. Yes, you are right. My skills use requires the faith of others, but do you know how many people believe in me in the current Jinzihai?"

"There were not many at first, thanks to the good way given to me by Sansan!"

"He said that the golden sea lacks God, and I am the God here."

Bai Yong looked at Song Duoci proudly, and Song Duoci's smile was still gentle.

"Is that so? Did he say that? Then you probably have been deceived because I have been told by him."

Bai Yong was shocked.

"Three Three!"

“Three Three…”

The two turned their heads and looked at Meng Busan at the same time.

Meng Busan raised his head, glanced across Ji Xueya and looked at Bai Yong, Song Duoci and the others.

He curled the corners of his lips and smiled.

It seems that Song Duoci was once his fellow shipmate.

Oh, oh, there is the former shipmate in the distance, and the vassal who deceived others... New and old grudges come to the door together.

Meng Busan couldn't help but smile, "It's so interesting."

His voice was extremely prominent in the dark space, and the three of them were staring at him.

Meng Busan took care of the hood, and was not anxious or slow.

Song Duoci smiled distressedly, "Sansan, please take a look at the current situation, don't be out of the situation all the time."

Bai Yong murmured in a low voice: "Hasn't he always been like this?"

"Three...Three..." Ji Xueya spoke with difficulty. His world was broken and he was reorganizing again. "Who are you?"

He grabbed Meng Busan's arm, "It's you? It's you? You are not dead, right?"

Meng Busan silently stared at Ji Xueya.

Bai Yong hugged his arm and said to Ji Xueya: "Yes, just like I told you, you will find the person you want to find in this trial ground, and I will not go wrong."

His eyes flashed, "No matter what happened to you before, I have to say that you were probably cheated by this guy."

Bai Yong showed a bad smile to Meng Busan, "This guy's emotional feedback is different from ours. He laughs when he is afraid, when he is afraid, when he is in pain, when he is in death, when he is in trouble, and when he is in death, his own emotions are broken, and he cannot have any empathy for others, so he has no sense of shame in lying to others."

"Even, he can pretend to be a girl and deceive the trialists in the trial field, so that they can become his tool people, die for him, and still remember him."

Meng Busan rubbed his ears, "Look at what you praised me, I feel a little embarrassed."

Bai Yong was shocked by his shamelessness again, and took a breath, but couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem, did you see it? He's so shameless! Ahem-"

Meng Bu turned around and smiled and said, "Bai Yong, aren't you going to use methods against me? Let's use it, I'm really curious."

He walked towards Bai Yong, and as soon as he took a step, the dark red cloak was grabbed by someone.

Why can't I get along with this cloak?!

Meng Busan looked at Ji Xueya.

Ji Xueya clenched his fists with both hands, pressed one hand against the ground, and grabbed his cloak with the other hand. Because he tried too hard, his joints turned slightly white.

"You are you? It's you! You haven't died, you have been lying to me all the time!"

He raised his head suddenly and asked loudly.

His eyes were covered with bloodshot, and those red eyes were like roses blooming in the snow on his face like ice and snow.

Meng Busan lowered his eyes and said, "What answer do you want to know?"

"Which answer can keep you alive in this world without any relaxation...that is my answer. As long as you believe in this answer, just live well."

The answer he said was already very obvious.

Ji Xueya's eyes widened, "You...you...you..."

His chest kept rising and falling, and his qi and blood surged, and he even spat out a mouthful of blood.

Song Duoci still smiled and said, "Sansan, you are so angry that you vomit blood again."

Meng Busan looked at the bloody marks on the corner of Ji Xueya's mouth, stretched out his hand, and rubbed it with his thumb.

His eyes were clear and gentle.

Ji Xueya's eyes were almost unfolding, and blood and tears flowed.

He stared at Meng Busan stubbornly, and his voice struggled to his throat-
To be continued...