The meaning of Xia Mian's question is obvious, and it doesn't even need to be answered in vain.

After all, the current scenario already gives the answer.

The brilliant light of the sky reflected the beautiful light through the clouds, gilding the golden veils and pure white columns around them with a touch of holiness. The transparent glass of the flower room separates the interior from the outside world well, just like the gorgeous palace where the princess of the fairy tale world sleeps, with a grandeur that does not match the real world, it is beautiful to the extreme, and it seems a little ethereal.

The tangled mandala flowers bloom and wither, the vines wrap around the hibernating calves, and the protruding joints of her white ankles are as moving as lotus under her feet. The long hair that fell down was scattered over the shoulders, and the slender collarbone peeked out from the collar for a moment of sensuality, and even more amazing was covered in a gold dance dress embroidered with a delicate pattern, carefully hidden.

"You're worried about the snowy mountain, that cave hides secrets that can't be discovered by others, and the last person who can enter the cave is only the container used to wake up the "goddess's suit", which is the end of the plan, and there is no room for any variables. However, the sudden appearance of the White Saintess changed the situation, and the instructions left by the Black Saintess were verified, and the weak girl actually had the courage to risk her life, and almost let Yu Ruyi destroy it in advance....... And you, the high-flying Princess Loulan, can only see these scenes in the mirror, but you are powerless to stop anything, even you will feel flustered. ”

"In that cave, there is more than just my secret, isn't it you who should be afraid? I have eternal life, and a thousand years is just a great sleep for me, but what about you?"

For girls, white is just a hook on the corners of the lips.

He stepped forward and stood on Xia Mian's body, his palm resting on her shoulder very naturally.

The little princess frowned subconsciously, although she had long been accustomed to such intimacy, but the disgust that sprouted in her heart was uncontrollable, this disgust was not aimed at Bai herself, but Xia Mian rejected the sense of restraint from her heart. Even if she has fallen to this, the arrogance in her bones still can't be hidden, and she instinctively hates the feeling of being under the fence.

Such an emotion affected Xia Mian's tone, and her words after that were unconsciously a little colder.

"Bai, your life is entangled with the flower soul, and you can't even control life and death, if the plan fails, you will lose the most, right? I once helped you bury the past once, and it is impossible to completely erase these things, how can I guard against Bai Yicong from discovering the truth and making it easier for the two of us to act more smoothly, do you still need me to remind you?"

"Amiens, you're really chilling to be distant. ”

Bai lowered his eyes and looked at Xia Mian, laughed lowly, and then continued unhurriedly.

"I can't control my own life and death, but I can control your life and death, do I still need to remind you? If I lose the power of the flower soul, I can't live, but without the vitality of the owner of the flower soul to nourish you, how long can you live, my noble little princess Loulan?"

As the words fell, there was neither long nor short silence.

Questions like these will never be answered, and they will never be answered until Loulan's suspense has come to an end. Because of this, it is difficult for Xia Mian to gain the upper hand every time she fights with Bai, and she is the one who wants to get rid of the depression that makes her uncomfortable, and in the end she has to turn this one over as if nothing happened, and she is also the one who maintains the precarious cooperative relationship.

Like at this moment-

Xia Mian thought for a few seconds before placing his hand on Shiro's arm.

"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this, instead of playing with me, it's better to think about what to do in the future, if the matter of the White Holy Maiden is not resolved for a day, I will not be completely at ease, you said that you will help me. ”

"But what does it matter, the ignorant people of the Wu have solved the problem for us. The man was very satisfied with the little princess's initiative to show weakness, and said unhurriedly, "The White Saintess of the Wu Clan finally found an opportunity to break the situation under the persuasion of the Black Saintess, broke through the difficulties and dangers and opened the mirage in advance, and almost changed the situation....... However, the people who stopped her in front of the cave were the Wu clan members she wanted to save, heh, it was really interesting. ”

"How ironic and pitiful," the little princess said pitifully, but her eyes were indifferent, "If those people knew that they had cut off not only the vitality of the White Holy Maiden, but also their own lives, I don't know how they would feel?"

"What's there to think about this," Bai took over the subject, unabashedly mocking, "Aren't people always so, absurd, and selfish, and think they can control everything?"

Xia Mian chuckled, raised his head and looked straight at Bai, I really wanted to say Aren't you one of those beings?

But now was clearly not the time to argue, so her words simply changed the subject.

"So, what about the Tibetan boy?"

With the movements of the little princess, the jewels in the gorgeous dress made a subtle collision sound, and the echo of the jingling bell was especially beautiful in the silence. The gold thread was worn and the small gems adorned the costume, which glittered in the sun, and such a magnificent dance garment should only be displayed, not worn by man, and there was no way for a mortal to hold down such a garment.

Just like how the world praises and praises the immortals, and spares no effort to compose "Neon Dress Dance Song", it is difficult to really find the fairy trail and find the fairy shadow. Even the top embroiderers have spent a lot of effort and exhausted the rare jewelry, and the neon clothes and dance clothes made throughout their lives are only imitations of the mortal world after all, and they are worse than the rumors.

No matter how beautiful a masterpiece of the world is, it belongs only to the world, which is the boundary between mortals and gods. But when Xia Mian wore this luxurious dance costume and sat high above the treasure, it was so flattering. It was like a god looking down on the world from a high point across the eternal time and space, and there was a great aura invisibly. The kind of fragility that reveals the morbidity has become an embellishment, making the originally unreasonable scene reasonable, and inexplicably adding a little bit of illusory. She was so holy and beautiful that it would be blasphemous to look at her.

This is also what Shiro likes and appreciates the most.

Plain praise of beauty, or distant appreciation with admiration, is not suitable for the gods who are high above, and possession can only be truly felt by dragging the gods from the clouds into the mire, and being stained with mud.

And when dealing with Xia Mian, what Bai wants is absolute possession.

In the little princess Loulan, we can clearly see that beauty melts many boundaries, pure and charming, delicate and innocent, cruel and beautiful, and even many other indescribable things are perfectly integrated in her, and these adjectives lose their meaning in the end.

Beautiful to a certain extent, it is enough to call it meaning.

Such beauty was enough for Shiro to choose to give in, and his displeasure was quickly drowned out in Xia Mian's chuckle.

"Of course I'll help you, what do you need me to do?"

This answer is in line with Xia Mian, so she doesn't want to have a conflict with Bai, otherwise she won't take the initiative to show weakness. At the end of the plan, the little princess calmed down, suppressed her arrogance for three points, and had a little more sense of calming things down.

As the smile on the corner of her lips became more and more intense, the little princess waved her sleeves casually.

In mid-air, three crystal clear ancient mirrors suddenly appeared, the mirrors reflected the dazzling sunlight, and the bronze edges were carved with intricate patterns. The ghost mirror is suspended in mid-air, revealing fragments of the "goddess's suit".

"Look, the show has begun. ”

Xia Mian's voice was gentle and light, as if telling a beautiful dream, and no one was willing to disturb it.

But the picture that emerges in the mirror image is a completely different kind of cruelty.

.......

It is an ancient temple towering over a deserted village.

The shadows of the trees grew long, and the dead branches and weeds intertwined in the wind, like hideous ghosts. The dilapidated stone walls revealed a terrifying eerie appearance under the bleak moonlight, as if the dilapidated temple was sleeping a god of doom, who was usually silent in the dust, but when she opened her eyes, it would take endless killing and bloodshed to quell it.

The broken window lattices creaked in the wind, as if they would collapse in the next second.

The girl in the costume of the ethnic minority looked at the monster that was gradually approaching not far away, at this moment she had no time to think about the so-called etiquette, her hand was tightly grasping the man next to her, her expression was full of despair.

The music on the altar begins to play, the sacrifice is about to begin, the Sand Shadow Guard returns, and the curse begins....... It's not a prayer ceremony, it's a burial of the gods. ”

Ah Cai's murmur still echoed in his ears, and Shen Chuanyuan stood aside.

From the moment he left for Wucheng, Shen Chuanyuan had his own plans and considerations, he handled everything with ease, grasped the process of the situation unhurriedly, and was always firm and calm. Whether it was following Ah Cai to this ancient tribe on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, or being sure that Ah Cai would chase him out when Ah Xiu Po drove him away, or even going around around to this dilapidated temple, it was all part of Shen Chuanyuan's plan, and he did not hesitate to take advantage of the girl's affection for his first love, just as he used the most simple chess piece.

But now, the situation has completely exceeded Shen Chuanyuan's expectations.

There are more and more monsters conjured up in the mud and sand, and the current scene is enough to be called terrifying, and the habitual reason is no longer enough to support Shen Chuanyuan to deal with the current situation. The tip of his tongue pressed against his teeth, and the smell of blood in his mouth was accompanied by a dull pain, and he finally regained his senses, and he could barely think about some problems in the moment of crisis.

It was only at this moment that Shen Chuanyuan realized that he had fallen into a trap when the man named Bai found him, and the so-called exchange of interests was just a one-sided use, and the purpose of that man was definitely not to find something.

In other words, the return of blood-stained treasures to the world is destined to have blood accumulation.

At this moment, Shen Chuanyuan wanted to ask something, but the words were choked in his throat, and he was interrupted before he could say it.

The chanting sound was long and long, repeating a single tune repeatedly, gradually drowning out the sound of wind and rain. The monsters formed by the condensation of the mud and sand tore through the fragile barrier of the temple, and Ah Cai, who was standing beside him, began to tremble violently, like trees swaying with dead branches in the midst of a torrential rainstorm, as if they would be completely broken in the next second.

"Ah Cai, Ah Cai ......."

Shen Chuanyuan locked his eyebrows, trying his best to protect the girl in his arms.

He watched as the mud and sand on the empty altar gradually condensed into a dark shadow kneeling side by side, and the strange feeling was indescribable, enough to make people's hairs stand on end, swallowed by fear that penetrated deep into their bones. And when the music of the sacrifice gradually sounded and gradually ended, as the last drum beat fell, the monsters got up one after another and approached in the direction of the ancient temple.

"You go ....... away"

This is the last sentence left by Ah Cai, as if with a choked cry that is difficult to hide.

Then her expression became more and more hideous, and she was completely swallowed by numbness.