What a beautiful summer it was.

The uncontrollable heartbeat at the end of the road is enough to define every summer after that.

So since then, Bai Yuqiu stubbornly called Amian a summer sleep. The little princess of Loulan also gladly accepted the name, for her, it was just a change of name after being reborn, as if she didn't want to face the past.

If there is no little princess Loulan, what will she be like, it may be accompanied by the end of her life, ending this scribbled life.

In the end, no one really cares about his feelings.

So did Amiens ever care about him?

Bai Yuqiu pondered carefully along the gaps in his memories over the years, but he couldn't get an accurate answer. It wasn't until this moment that he really began to think about Bai Yicong's words, wanting to find some kind of accurate answer from those things that he deliberately ignored.

Many fragmentary memories came flooding back, including the pure and moving smile of the little princess, the sabre-rattling of each other, and the general questioning sentence of Tsering Gesang, "I admit that I have a side mind for Yang Jin, but what about you, you see my feelings so thoroughly, and you are looking at who and who through me and Yang Jin?"

Who is and who?

Over the years, Bai Yuqiu has never shown excessive admiration for the little princess, everything has been covered up by his means of interacting interests, and the few heartbeats are just like the possession of selfish desires, and he can't afford a word of love. Probably out of peace of mind, Bai Yuqiu has always refused to admit that he has a special case for Xia Mian, many things are like an invisible boundary, everything is still self-controllable without crossing the boundary, but if you take one more step, there is no way back.

And what is the reason for these emotions?

Is it because of fear?

In fact, Bai Yuqiu knew the answer best, and that was the answer he never wanted to admit.

Why did he go to Xizang without hesitation in the first place, and why did he plan step by step over the years, whether he was greedy for the ethereal and extremely lonely eternal life, or greedy for the possessiveness of manipulating the gods, or just wanted to break the identity that bound him and the little princess, and release the flower soul from their control in exchange for some new possibility.

Supporting people who should have died to continue to live in the world, and to exist in such a way that there are no people, no ghosts, and no light of day, is to go against the sky.

If something goes against the way of heaven, can it really get God's mercy in the end?

Bai Yuqiu thought about this, and hesitated for only a few seconds.

If in the name of the master of the flower soul, let these surging forces completely backlash and directly drain the vitality of Xia Mian, of course, he could end the fusion of divine power and completely stop Ah Jue's plan, he originally planned to do so. Maybe at the moment of the backlash, he will be torn to pieces by the flower soul that has lost control, or maybe he will be blessed with a blessing in disguise to fuse his power.

But either way, the consequences of the little princess can be imagined, as Bai Yicong said, she will die because the nutrients provided are drained, and there is no room for maneuver.

So, does it really make sense to lose the overall situation of summer hibernation?

How could Bai Yuqiu hurt her?

.......

Soft-heartedness is only a matter of moments.

The surging emotions impacted Bai Yuqiu's heart, such a trance was too strange for him, obviously it shouldn't appear in the time of battle, but people are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless?

The more calm and self-contained people are, and they usually hide their thoughts in the deepest part of their hearts, the more difficult it is to face sudden emotional backlash. Not to mention Bai Yuqiu's feelings for Xia Mian, which had already penetrated into the bone marrow over time, and became a demon he didn't want to mention.

How to reverse the current situation, Bai Yuqiu knows no more, but knowing is one thing, and doing it is another.

Can he really do it?

The howling wind seemed to tear the eardrums apart, and at the end it was Bai Yi's sentence from the sound of the wind.

"Brother, stop it. ”

As Bai Yicong's words fell, he was already completely close to Bai Yuqiu's side.

The man's strong arm twisted his wrist, and an uppercut hit hit Bai Yuqiu's shoulder, knocking him to the ground in an instant. Taking advantage of Bai Yuqiu's stunned moment, Bai Yitong directly threw the things in his hand into the blooming mandala flowers.

"Bai Yicong, you ........"

When Bai Yuqiu saw clearly what the thing that fell in the sea of mandala flowers, he was completely confused - it was the token left by the ancestors of the Bai family, and another part corresponding to the Fa Langcai pocket watch on He Manzhou's body. This is the reason why Bai Yicong can follow the fog to find the core of the illusion, and it is also the object that completely destroys his plan at this moment.

The eye of the flower soul was struck by a holy relic tainted with the power of the Black Witch.

The Great Array was completely broken.

But in a short moment, the hideous mandala flowers in full bloom gradually subsided.

When the blood-stained red faded and lost the last trace of hindrance, the blood color that had been intertwined with the golden light gradually faded, and the flowers around Amiens regained her control after growing unbridled. And not far away, the terrible sacrifice started by Ah Jue continued, and the ritual of summoning the gods had reached the last moment.

The former high priest of Loulan had been preparing for this sacrifice for more than ten years, but in the end there was a deviation due to lies and variables. Now, millennia later, it is clear that the remedy is too late, and the risks are even more powerful. Without the blessing of the telekinesis of thousands of people in the ancient kingdom of Loulan, the power of this sacrifice is not complete, and the slightest carelessness will be countered by the overly powerful force due to lack of mental strength, not to mention the gathering of scattered divine power in one place, which is full of huge risks in itself.

And Ah Jue and Amiens are just taking risks.

The light that surrounded Xia Mian and Ah Jue became more and more wanton, as if it was as powerful as engulfing heaven and earth. The terrible chanting sound was hypnotic, and the monotonous and continuous sound spread continuously, and the entire empty desert was enveloped by such repeated sounds.

More and more monsters emerged from the mud and sand, armed with long swords and shields, with an endless killing aura, like an army that could destroy the world.

But at the behest of the two holy women, their teeth and claws were not about killing, but in an almost uniform procession, kneeling down at the bottom of the altar, like devout believers. As the last drum fell, the ghosts of the mud and sand surrendered in front of the giant sword, gradually condensing into shadows kneeling side by side, the eerie feeling was indescribable, enough to make everyone's hairs stand on end.

And after the light gradually dissipated, a figure actually floated in the void.

The scattered fragments of the goddess's battle suit quickly merged into the figure's body, and all the holy words in the world were used to describe the splendor of this moment.

It was a god that just looked at it from afar and was enough for the world to bow down and look up. The golden silk robe was surrounded by a layer of heavy and ornate armor, the holy dragon ball was the embellishment of her hair, the green jade shoes were worn on her naked and slender feet, and the jade Ruyi that exuded a compelling golden light was held in her hand.

....... The gods came into the world.

Bai Yuqiu knew that he had missed the best opportunity.

At this moment, the overall situation has been decided, even the Lord of the Flower Soul has no way to stop the decline of the Mandala Flower, and when the grand flower completely withered, Bai Yuqiu missed the opportunity to stop Amiens from wielding his power. And now that the power of Ah Jue and Amiens has been completely fused, and the "Goddess's Battle Suit" has regathered in one place, He Manzhou, the most perfect container, has carried all the divine power, and finally completely digested the power accumulated by the Wu clan for thousands of years, and transformed it into a real god.

The powerful light represents the absolute power suppression, and the deep fear that engulfs everything around it.

At the moment of the gods' incarnation, the monsters rose one after another and approached the awakened goddess.

They were supposed to be the most loyal believers of the gods, but when the huge divine power gets out of control, loyalty will also become some kind of backlash, and turn into endless killings named "justice", and when the "goddess's battle suit" is gradually put together, they will become inner demons, and this power that has no clear good and evil will be defined, and it is precisely because of this that Ah Jue's loss of control back then.

The dazzling light obscured the sky, and the vines of mandala flowers grew unchecked.

And this time, the newborn god did not waver, but stepped forward and pulled out the long sword in front of the temple.

It was an earth-shattering slash.

The cold carried by the blade of the sword was like a pile of ice and snow, and the blade carried the coldness of the nine days of moonlight, and under the swing of the goddess, a huge sword shadow condensed in mid-air, and the void floated on the desert, and the light seemed to engulf everything around it. Until the long sword held by the god in his hand fell, as if the final judgment was being held.

The dazzling light that covered the sky and the sun overflowed in all directions, and with the purest and most holy power, it completely enveloped the monsters that had condensed in the mud and sand.

And then there was a complete explosion.

At this point, all the filth has been cleaned up, and only the light is left everywhere.

“....... And she succeeded. ”

Looking at the situation that was completely out of control, Bai Yuqiu muttered in a low voice, his eyes fell on Bai Yicong's body, and the man was still as calm and self-contained as ever, even if the fight made him disheveled, it did not affect that calmness.

"I knew she could do it, just as she always chose to trust me. ”

Of course, Bai Yuqiu knew what was waiting for him, and what disappeared with the army that condensed in the mud and sand was the mandala flowers blooming all over the sky. The reincarnation of eternal life has ended, and the out-of-control divine power has finally been completely released, so the flower soul nourished by the divine power and the monster conceived by the flower soul naturally have no possibility of survival.

"Oh, I'm defeated. ”

When he said this, Bai Yuqiu didn't feel sad.

Quite ironically, he didn't feel relieved until this moment, as if this was the best ending for him and Xia Mian.

........

I don't know how long it took for the dazzling golden light to finally dim.

Thousands of monsters condensed from the mud and sand were slain under the goddess's long sword, and completely disappeared into the void, and in the last moment, the goddess in armor seemed to use the last trace of strength, scattering into dots of golden light. The endless light completely washed away all the filth in the heaven and earth, and the sea of mandala flowers disappeared without a trace, leaving only a piece of peace.

All the panic and disaster settled, as if nothing had happened.

As the light disappeared, He Manzhou's figure gradually emerged, her head ached sharply, and her slender body fell from the armor, as if she would faint in the next second. Everything in front of him seemed to be real or not, and the Tower of Babel, which was connected to the illusory, was also shattering, He Manzhou raised his head, and he could clearly see that the pure white bricks and tiles were collapsing.

The sky was swept by the yellow sand, and the scene was no longer complete, just like a long, incomparably real dream.

And now, it's finally over.