Listening to Bai's words, Xia Mian didn't say anything more, just nodded noncommittally.

Men have always had a thorough grasp of many of the girl's emotions, and he was originally a person who was familiar with mastering people's hearts, not to mention that he also paid a lot of attention to Xia Mian's body, and didn't want to miss her little changes.

So the little princess only frowned slightly, and Bai quickly noticed the change in her mood, and guessed her unspoken thoughts from these details that were easily overlooked.

Probably the fetters brought by the bloodline are enough to affect many things, if this is said to be the unique arrogance of the royal family, it is obviously a bit ethereal, but some kind of invisible and intangible influence really exists, such as in Xia Mian's body, as the most noble princess in Loulan, responsibility and courage are almost engraved in Xia Mian's bones, irresistible.

It's not about restraint or morality, and it doesn't even have to rise to the level of human righteousness, it's just the habit of instilling ideas over time, which is enough to become a subconscious drive at a critical moment to make Xia Mian make the decision she should have made.

Since Xia Mian was sensible, she has enjoyed the glory of being the princess of Loulan.

She is the only daughter of her father, a pure and proud princess in the eyes of the people, and a pearl that cannot be defiled by mortals. In the minds of the Loulan people, the little princess of Loulan must be the only touch of emerald under the stacking of yellow sand in the sky, and the flawless washed by the clear and holy spring water in the most rare oasis, she is enough to afford all the moving words in this world.

She is delicate and beautiful, and should not be contaminated with the slightest bit of dirt, like fragile glass, and needs to be stored on the most delicate throne, to be cared for, and silently admired, and by no means to be dusted by the terroir and fall into the homes of ordinary people.

Equal to this glory is the responsibility behind it.

There is no need for anyone to make more demands, and there is no need for so-called restraint or encouragement, and protecting her own people has almost become the instinct of the little princess of Loulan. It was something hidden in her blood, sealed in good grace in years of peace, but when danger came in, it was enough to inspire enough tenacity and bravery.

When she was naïve and ignorant in her early years, Xia Mian couldn't spy on her fate, and the glory she enjoyed with peace of mind was to stand at the top so highly, and her heart was full of hope and fantasy for the future.

When the gods come, Loulan will be blessed forever.

They can break free from the line between life and death, never again be displaced by killing wars, and they will never be left to worry all summer because of the lack of water. The great task of welcoming the gods into the world is for her and her sister, who need to serve the gods in the temple and show their determination in the most important sacrifice twelve years later.

That's the hope of the whole Loulan.

The people put their greatest hopes on the little princess and the holy maiden, and their enthusiasm was unprecedentedly high, and their hearts were amazingly resolute. At that time, the people of Loulan regarded the dusty little princess as a treasure, and she and the temple saintess were the embodiment of the entire Loulan faith.

At that time, the people did not know that the so-called future was just the beginning of a nightmare, and under the excessive greed, it was the innocent believers who paid the price, and the wrath of the evil gods was enough to destroy the whole of Loulan. And when the shocking deception collapsed, it was this slender and weak little princess who stood in front of millions of people, single-handedly shielded the wrath of the gods for them, and became the biggest victim of that unnecessary sacrifice.

There is a story about the ancient kingdom of Loulan, which has long been buried in the long river of history, leaving only unfinished tragedies.

So why did it get to this point?

Xia Mian also asked himself more than once, but he couldn't get any answer.

She originally had the best wishes to worship the gods, and after so many difficult thoughts, she chose to join the temple for the luck of the entire Wu clan, and the little princess who stood tall became the most special saint in the temple, guarding the holy wishes of the believers day and night.

She walked through her childhood with her sister, who was the Black Saintess, and those days were always inseparable from the ethereal chanting in the temple, and the memories were like a thick fog, and many small emotions were no longer real. Even when the ritual of praying to the gods was carried out, the little princess had not completely come to her senses, and when she knew what was hidden in it, everything was a foregone conclusion and could not be changed.

But after that, this lasted for thousands of years.

It's just that this time it became the little princess of Loulan to deceive those ignorant believers, she buried the whole truth, used even more touching lies to convince the remaining survivors of the Wu clan, continued the meaningless sacrifice, and waited for the ancient country of Loulan to prosper again one day. The sacrifices of the Witch Saints and the Twelve Concubines are like evil nutrients, and they are given the name of incomparable glory and glory, but they are meaningless to delve into. The end of countless lives is just to sacrifice the sleeping souls of the flower souls, waiting for a resurrection that has been dormant for thousands of years, and then it is not liberation, but a gambling revenge.

Is it because of selfishness, or is it a last resort?

The little princess did not want to make any excuse for herself, and when the sixteen-year-old girl was tightly entwined with the vines of flowers, and what had been the most sacred moment became her eternal nightmare, her goodness became cowardice and became insignificant.

........

Thinking like this, Bai's gaze stopped at the girl next to him, and asked meaninglessly.

"What, Amiens, do you feel unbearable?"

With this teasing chuckle, Bai revealed those minutiae considerations, and the trade-offs between words were hidden in the words that would not be said, and this rhetorical question did not matter how to get the answer, and what Bai showed was just a layer of mention.

This is also a reminder that he and the little princess Loulan know each other.

At that time, because of the thought of the high priest of the witch clan, the identities of the black saintess and the white saintess were reversed, so there was an accident in the god-making ceremony, and the mirage connecting the past, present and future was successfully summoned, and the "goddess's battle suit" was also awakened, and the white saintess could not bear too much divine power and became an unconscious evil god. And the Black Saintess summoned a flower soul that should not exist in the world under many changes, and became a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

It wasn't until the last moment of her life that the little princess realized that it was all a shocking deception.

But it was too late.......

She watched her sister, who grew up with her since childhood, come on the hustle and bustle, creating a tragic mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and she had to fight against the people closest to her in order to protect the ancient kingdom of Loulan. They clearly don't want to see such a situation, they are all the same pitiful and pathetic, from ignorant pawns to victims of this catastrophe.

But this story has to start with them and end with them.

When the sword plunged into my sister's chest, the disaster subsided.

In the midst of the great hustle and bustle, no one knew that something was also dead in the heart of the little princess.

In the layout that has lasted for thousands of years, for thousands of years when the little princess of Loulan was asleep, the "goddess's battle suit" has been enshrined in the general altar of the Wu clan in Wucheng, waiting for the little princess to wake up one day, and use the body that is enough to carry the divine power as a container, and reintegrate the divine power that is temporarily placed on the fragments to become a new god.

She will put an end to the hidden calamity left by the flower soul back then, and let this nightmare come to an end once and for all.

However, the appearance of the Black Saintess broke the plan, and with the civil strife of the Wu Clan, the green jade shoes, the jade ruyi, the golden silk clothes, the holy dragon balls, and the last goddess's long sword were scattered all over the place. Ever since he woke up from summer hibernation, Haku had tried his best to put these things back together, and he knew that the illusion could only become a reality if the Tower of Babel was completely built and the mirage returned to the world.

"Since I signed the contract with the flower soul, I have recovered the scattered fragments of the "Goddess's Battle Suit" for you little by little, the golden silk clothes are now worn on you in good manner, and the green jade shoes have become the last point of worship in the Wu Clan's headquarters, and now it has finally surfaced at the end of the life of the White Saintess. The Holy Dragon Ball sank to the bottom of the lake deep in the northern mountains, and it was only one step away from being summoned. As for the jade Ruyi held by the goddess and falling into the vast snow-capped mountains, under a certain time, it will definitely return to your hands. ”

Seeing that Xia Mian didn't answer, Bai curled his fingers and lightly clasped the edge of the seat, and said to himself.

"When these fragments come together, you can find the long sword, the overall situation has been decided, there is no turning back, at this time, I feel unbearable, isn't it a little ridiculous?"

"Okay, I'm too lazy to tell you, you always have so many big truths. ”

Xia Mian teased half a minute from the end of his eyes, and his voice was lazy.

"Rather than saying that you don't have any of these, tell me what you're going to do next?"

She left a lot of things to Shiro, not because she trusted this man so much, but because the flower soul bound her in this empty valley, and it was impossible for her to move an inch without the nutrients provided by these mandala flowers.

And Bai has always been a person who only has results in his eyes and doesn't care about the process.

He will only deal with many trade-offs by himself, and just let Xia Mian see the final result, which has achieved the goal of allowing the "Goddess's Battle Suit" to gather in one place and reawaken the gods. As for what he did in the process, who he used, and how many things he planned, in Bai's opinion, it was just a move that had to be taken, and it was very insignificant.

"Bai, the matter of Wucheng has come to an end, and I am very satisfied with this result. ”

When she asked this, the little princess raised her head slightly, and her extremely moving eyes were shining, showing a light blue color like jewels, with an aura that was impossible to look at.

"So....... What about Willow Town?"

The voice was very soft by the little princess, and her toughness and arrogance were restrained, she did not hide her curiosity, and mixed with a little coquettishness, so this clear and businesslike sentence was whispering to her sweetheart like a coquette.

Or rather, she was happy to let Shiro see her curiosity at this moment.

Just as Bai knows how to prick her weakness, let the proud little princess recognize her current situation at a critical moment, and have to bow her head like him. The little princess also knows what Shiro likes to see, and how to quietly make overtures to him, satisfying his pathetic possessiveness, in order to obtain some information in her favor.

Sure enough, Bai's eyes lowered slightly, and there was a subtle pleasure in his tone.

"Liuzhen is another layout, when the funeral goods wake up the silent undead, they will naturally get the gift of the undead, as for whether they can survive in front of the undead, it doesn't matter........ Most importantly, I will give you this gift and return what is rightfully yours to you. ”

"You mean, Dragon Ball?"