In the distant flower room, the brilliant sky light pierced the clouds.

The situation is a foregone conclusion, and the plan is in the end, and the dagger is already exhausted.

Xia Mian and Shiro had waited for this day for too long, and now all the plans were about to come to an end, and the two of them sat side by side, watching the ants' struggles and finally helpless demise. In front of them was the quaint mirror, and what appeared inside was the last mirror image of the remnants of the goddess's divine power. Tsering Gesang, Bai Yicong and He Manzhou went around in the snow-capped mountains, as if they had walked into the obstacle of not being able to see the road ahead, and the white snowflakes covered their way of coming, and naturally there was no way back.

What awaits them in the end but death?

Bai watched Bai Yicong and He Manzhou go around and around in the snowy mountains, like a lost lamb who can't find a way out, and he is sitting next to the sheepfold and witnessing all this, holding the grass to tempt, and then raising the whip to enslave the people who drive it. Step by step, they got closer to the secret, and little by little they fell into the trap, and as for the Tibetan teenagers who were blinded by lies all the way, they have also been completely lost in lies at this moment. When Tsering Gesang took out two red candles according to Bai's instructions, awakened the illusion of silence, and summoned the Tower of Babel, which was buried in the heavy snow, the final mystery was completely revealed.

The story has already written a predetermined ending, and the so-called being in the game and looking for a way out of the maze is simply an overly idealistic absurd statement.

It is pointless to pin the turn of disaster on the empty efforts of the Black Saintess or the unplanned soft-heartedness of those who are waiting for the behind-the-scenes to lay out the plan, as much as to pin life and death on unrealistic things. The moment the red candle lit by Tsering Gesang is completely burned out, all the reasons will come to an end.

The howling wind and snow came to a standstill in the warp of time and space.

The Tower of Babel, which connects reality and illusion, appears in the sky, obscured by the vast snow, leaving only a faintly visible silhouette, which is sacred that the world has never seen, as if it should not appear in the world. The shadows seem to break the time and space that has lasted for thousands of years, and everything becomes no longer real, but it breaks and reorganizes at the end of the illusory, and begins a new round of sacrifice.

So this snow-capped mountain is no longer an ordinary snow-capped mountain, but has become a strange hotbed irrigated by blood, an evil forbidden place that devours the delicate and beautiful lives of the witch saints and the twelve concubines, and the eternal snow is enough to bury all the evils, and no one can see how cruel the passage of fresh life is under the pure white package.

Just as the ignorant people, deceived by the lies of the so-called "immortality", and named all sacrifices meaningful, without considering the cost of eternal life, they do not hear the despair and helplessness of the saints and the twelve concubines who have been sacrificed for generations, who not only gave their lives to the evil gods, but also carried all the grievances of their people.

So the strange cave is no longer an ordinary cave, but a funeral tomb that ends everything.

When the suitable container approaches the crystal coffin where the remnants of the god's divine power are silent, and the last seal of the "goddess's battle suit" is unlocked, He Manzhou will become a sacrifice to summon divine power. And Xia Mian, who planned all this, will be reborn under the flood of divine power, and transform from a monster that survives in the flower soul into a real god.

When the time comes, whether it is divine punishment or end, there will inevitably be a decision.

Thousands of years ago, the god-making ceremony failed under the greed of the high priest of Loulan, and after going around for a thousand years, it will be the little princess of Loulan, who was once hidden in her identity, so that it caused a monstrous catastrophe, Xia Dormito, will end everything.

And now, He Manzhou has entered the cave, and he is only one step away from the crystal coffin.

....... Even if there were deviations, it was too late now.

At the end, Bai Yuqiu's ears were filled with the sound of Xia Mian's chuckle.

The girl's soft and beautiful voice said cruel words, and the corners of her lips had a very touching smile, as if she was appreciating the most wonderful play, and in the rapid downward rhythm, the play had reached the end.

"You see, the secret has finally come to light. ”

As the end of this sentence fell, it was Tsering Gesang who turned around and returned in the illusion.

He Manzhou's petite body leaned on Bai Yicong's arms, and the man's solid and powerful arms protected her well, and she walked step by step into the boundless darkness.

The cave holds endless secrets, and now, Xia Mian doesn't mind seeing the light of day.

"How surprised your brother would be to know that his own brother was the one who planned all this. ”

"Of course, it will be very surprising, my brother is good at everything, but after all, his heart is too kind. At Shang Xia Mian's teasing gaze, Bai, or Bai Yuqiu, faintly hooked the corners of his lips. "From the moment he began to suspect his father's death, I expected that he would find out the truth one day. Bai Yicong is like a lion with a hidden edge, the young beast hides its claws, it does not mean that he is not capable of giving others a fatal blow, it is just waiting for the time to come, or he has no intention of fighting. Perhaps I didn't outright him all the while. ”

"You think highly of your brother?" the little princess raised an eyebrow with interest.

"He can afford such an evaluation, and before that, I did regard Bai Yicong as a threat. ”

For the teasing of the little princess, Bai Yuqiu lowered his eyes and laughed meaninglessly.

"I knew he was going to touch the secret, but sooner and later. A year ago, he followed the clues to the cave, and even found out the secret of the Wu clan's immortality. If he really finds out who I am at that time, it may completely disrupt our plans. It's a pity that the power given to me by the Flower Soul is not something that ordinary people can compete with. Now, when the time is ripe and everything is ready, what else can Bai Yicong do to stop us. To put it bluntly, it's too late for him to solve the puzzle now. ”

"A year ago, Bai Yicong and He Sheng were almost about to uncover the mystery, and if we hadn't temporarily stopped all this, it would have been really too late to respond. But this can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, I didn't expect He Sheng's strength to be enough to awaken the gods, even if he has been with the Black Saint of the Wu Clan for several years, he is not a suitable container, otherwise I will really choose to take risks at that time, and may not take your plan, it must be a big mistake. "Worry-free love book network

"Yes, Amiens, I want to thank you for that kind of thing. ”

"You don't have to thank me, it's just a mutual benefit. After all, the flower soul is controlled by you, and from a certain point of view, you are the real master of the flower soul. If you have two hearts with me, if you really want to fight with me, it will inevitably make the divine power in the flower soul overflow again. As for the consequences, no one knows, maybe you and I will die together, or maybe we will become monsters together, either way, it's not what we want to see, and it's enough to scare me, isn't it?"

"But you know, I've always been on your side. ”

Bai Yuqiu's words were full of the unique restraint of treating her lover, and what responded to Bai was Xia Mian's delicate laughter.

Her clear and moving eyes reflect the flowers that bloom wantonly, and she borrows a touch of bright color from the mandala flower, revealing a beauty that cannot be seen directly.

But soon, her tone shattered in consternation.

"What, how is that possible?"

Seeing the scene in the illusion change rapidly, Xia Mian's originally wanton expression was almost frightened.

A palpable look of astonishment appeared on her delicate and moving face, and her hands tightened unconsciously, severing the vines of the mandala, and a bright red juice fell like blood, snaking down like a blood mark sliding down with gravity.

After walking to the deepest part of the cave, Bai Yicong and He Manzhou paused in front of the crystal coffin, and then there was a long silence.

No one knew what happened in those few seconds, Xia Mian just watched He Manzhou stand in place.

And when she finally walked forward, it was in the direction of the crystal coffin.

If there is anything that is most helpless, it is nothing more than watching things happen and having nothing to stop them.

The little princess of Loulan watched as the lid of the crystal coffin was lifted, and He Manzhou was wrapped in a sudden blue light. The wisps of blue seemed to have life, filling every inch of her body, and she was not torn apart by the light, but formed some kind of fusion, as Yu Ruyi was held by He Manzhou in his hand, and finally condensed into an entity.

How so?

The container is only the key to awaken the Hallows, how can it absorb all the divine power in it?

"Shiro, what should I do?"

This was the first time in the ordinary, Xia Mian was so panicked that even his voice trembled a little.

What is happening now is obviously beyond Xia Mian's expectations.

She worked hard to get He Manzhou, a container, to wake up the scattered fragments of the "goddess's suit". When Yu Ruyi was awakened by He Manzhou, and the remnants of the divine power were gathered in one place, then the little princess of Loulan, who was wearing a golden silk robe, was destined to break away from the control of the flower soul under the baptism of divine power, and naturally get a new life.

But now, things are out of control.

This was supposed to be the smoothest process, and there should be no mistakes.

Because Xia Mian is not only the princess of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, but also the first black saint in the terrible sacrifice of the Wu clan that has lasted for thousands of years.

But she didn't expect that all the divine power that had finally gathered together would be devoured by He Manzhou.

And the changes that happened at this moment obviously exceeded Bai Yuqiu's expectations. He bit his tongue fiercely, and the usual breezy eyes behind the mask finally showed a rare panic, seeing that it was done, Bai Yuqiu was about to be the last person to close the net, and then it was the relief of him and Xia Mian, how could he encounter such a change?

....... How can it.

By no means, he would never allow anyone to break the plan.

After a while, Bai Yuqiu finally came back to his senses and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

"There's still a turnaround, the golden silk clothes are with you. ”