After a long silence, the man walked up the steps.

Bright red mandala flowers reflected his black robe, a wide hood concealed his secretive look, and the long white steps carved from jade seemed to have no end. The bright sunlight showed an almost brilliant light under the refraction of the glass house, and he walked unhurriedly to Xia Mian's side, like a little closer to the god in the light.

But such an act clearly has nothing to do with awe.

He was not religious, he did not hide his desires at all, and when he stopped in front of Xia Mian, he put his hand on her shoulder without hesitation, and his movements were as familiar as a lover in love.

"You don't need to take care of the affairs of the Bai family, no matter what the old man's decision was back then, it can't change the direction of things now. The treasure of the bereaved king is destined to be hidden, from the time I just woke you up, or go further, from the time when the saintess of the Wu clan and the ancestors of the Bai family formed that period of opportunity, the ending of the story has been laid, and Bai Yicong's so-called prevention is just a matter of making up for the dead. ”

Bai's voice was very soft, and his voice was suppressed to the extent that only he and Xia Mian could hear clearly, like a whisper grinding in his ears.

But what he said was not so tender and sweet.

The result of the fact is that He Manzhou can successfully open the oracle, and the things that Old Man Bai left to his most valued grandson have become the last key to unlock the gift of the goddess. The difference in the thoughts of the ancestors of the Bai family left these hidden dangers, whether it is the kindness of the woman or the coincidence, whether the old man wants it or not, he can't stop me, so why should I care about his ...... It's ethereal and has no use for me?"

"Then you can see it thoroughly. Xia Mianyan smiled and said casually.

"Doesn't that sound like a compliment?" Bai said lightly.

"Why not a compliment, or what else?"

Xia Mian shrugged his shoulders indifferently, indicating that he didn't want to argue about this issue. The verbal rally failed in a round, and she didn't seem to mind so much. Of course, there is no way to mind, so the displeasure of the stars is suppressed, and only a little bit of thought is leaked in the subconscious small actions.

Her fingertips tugged at the branches, and the pale fingertips ran over the blooming flowers of the mandala, and the dark red juice flowed out, staining her fingertips, dyeing a very stunning pale red.

He Sheng was just contaminated with her breath, and he could successfully find the Tower of Babel and rub shoulders with the burial place of the ancient kingdom of Loulan. This is the lifelong wish of those saints in Loulan who have been soaked in the holy spring water since childhood, and he is an ordinary scholar who really takes advantage of it. He Manzhou inherited her bloodline, as long as she makes good use of her, what can't she do. ”

"So you don't have to worry. ”

"Shiro, I'm not worried. Xia Mian interrupted faintly, and the petals in his hand were thrown to the ground, becoming wisps of ash that dissipated from illusion, "Also, I've said it many times, don't speculate on my mind, it's boring." ”

Today, He Manzhou and Bai are also involved in Chaohui Mountain, and they are both in Xia Mian and Bai's plans.

Or even earlier, when He Sheng accidentally glimpsed the mysterious ancient temple, all the plans had already begun.

The "Ancient Picture of Shantao Words" was sent to He Sheng, which aroused the curiosity of scholars, and they went step by step to investigate the treasure of the relict king, and the unpredictable situation of the Bai family made the young family owner have to delve into the hidden conspiracy, guiding Bai Yi to find He Sheng and embark on that half-accidental and half-destined trip to Wucheng, these are all arranged chess games.

It's a pity that the first temptation failed, and He Sheng was not the person they were looking for.

That's why when the sleeping civilization in that cave is awakened, and the blind invaders disturb the gods and can't bear the wrath of the gods.

Then, it was another attempt after the flag died down, Bai Yicong's amnesia, He Manzhou's hesitation, and when the time came, plus the last fire, the codex left by He Sheng, was sent to the Tianwentang Museum, and He Manzhou became a new target.

All of this is planned with a purpose.

Including but not limited to these temptations placed on He Manzhou now.

.......

"There are many good things, and the things of the past can continue now. ”

This is the end of the topic, and then it is the man who starts the topic first.

"The oracle has been opened, what to do next?"

"Haven't you already started planning, what are you pretending to be pure with me?" Xia Mian raised his eyebrows slightly, and his beautiful eyes hooked a starry smile, which was clearly a simple mockery, but it was a little more amorous, so that it seemed to be a coquettish teasing, "Is it possible, Brother Bai is still waiting for me to praise you?"

"I have a plan, of course, but no matter how I plan, I always have to think about the things of your clan. Leaving aside what happened earlier, the witch saintess from a few generations ago had a problem, who knows what will happen to the little girl this time?"

"Are you complaining?" Xia Mian chuckled and said nonchalantly, "You think I didn't manage my subordinates well and caused you trouble?" ”

"Of course, I don't mean to blame you, let alone I am happy to face it with you, no matter what the situation may be. ”

"In that case, what are you dissatisfied with?"

"It's not dissatisfied, it's just that I'm worried about the inheritance of the twelve concubines. When he said this, the man deliberately slowed down his voice, as if he was invisibly mentioning something, "After all, water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize a boat, can't it?"

When he heard the words "Twelve Concubines", the smile in Xia Mian's eyes completely put away.

This emotion was so clear that even the flowers that grew wildly all over the mountains quickly sensed it, and the vines spread as if they had received some kind of catalyst, assuming an aggressive posture, as if to punish the one who offended the princess.

The Twelve Concubines, this is the last bloodline of the Wu Clan, and it is also the top priority of the plan.

But from a certain point of view, it is also a shame that Xia Mian has to face.

Back then, the gods descended on the ancient kingdom of Loulan and directly destroyed that part of the civilization, burying everything in the yellow sand. The high priest deceived the entire people of Loulan, and her so-called turn of events was nothing but a great disaster, and the world tried every possible way to awaken the gods, but they forgot the truth that it is easy to invite the gods to send the gods, especially in the face of such an evil god who represents the flames of war and the smoke of gunpowder.

The world cannot appease the wrath of the gods, and the so-called eternal life is nothing but a lie.

In the end, it was Xia Mian who single-handedly turned out to be a god.

She no longer wants to recall what happened in the process, and in the end it is nothing more than thousands of years of sleep and the current stalemate. The smoke brought by the god of salvation was quelled, and Princess Loulan also paid the corresponding price. And those twelve maids became the last remnants of the Wu clan.

After that, there was a long slumber, but when Xia Mian woke up, everything was different from what she thought.

It only takes twenty-one days to develop a habit, it takes thousands of years to assimilate a culture, and time is the cruelest and most ruthless thing, enough to erase the traces of many things, whether it is love and hate, or love and hatred. Many things have not been experienced personally, and it is not profound enough to rely on word of mouth after all, so how can the old tribe of the Wu clan remember the matter of exterminating the clan so deeply? The princess who saved the country was abandoned by the people, and now the twelve concubines who keep the goddess's battle clothes no longer want to revive that period of culture, and there is a gap between the master and servant, and the princess has been betrayed again.

If that's all there is to it, it doesn't hurt.

However, the turmoil of the Wu clan made the goddess's battle clothes scattered all over the place, and the secret of finding these things was left in the Bai family. If Xia Mian could take action in person, of course, it would be done once and for all, but now she is just a puppet that can't move, relying on the flower soul to maintain her precarious vitality, and she has no more experience to do this.

Not to mention, only the bloodline on He Manzhou's body can open the gift of the goddess.

The turmoil within the Wu clan hundreds of years ago directly sharpened the problem to the peak, and the situation became more and more uncontrollable. This is no longer a situation of strategizing, but has become a game of holding three points, those ancient inheritances continue to the present, even if Xia Mian is the princess of Loulan Kingdom, she gradually feels powerless.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many problems within the Wu clan, why would there be such a big circle.

And why rely on whiteness?

Princess Loulan, who is high on the ground, has been the existence of the stars and the moon since she was a child, even the high priest and the saintess of the witch clan back then have to respect her a little, and she acts politely. If she wasn't forced to do so, how could she be reduced to cooperating with ordinary people, and she had to weigh each other, consider each other, and care about the faces of others.

Xia Mian's face was not good-looking when he thought about this, but Bai knew the character of this little princess too well, he knew that she had the pride of being a princess, and he was willing to spend more time and energy to tame her. It's like a contest between the wisest hunter and the proudest beast, where words cannot be said to be dead, and things cannot be done.

So soon, Bai gave a reconciling after the demonstration and brought the topic back again.

"The most difficult thing in the world is the human heart, and the most difficult thing to watch out for is the people around you. No matter how rational a person is, it is inevitable that there will be times when he cares about chaos, and the more restrained he is, the more he will erupt emotionally, and that will be a volcano bursting out. He Manzhou couldn't count it anymore, his most trusted senior brother would stab her in the back. ”

"Where are the knives that stabbed her, I'm afraid they are trying to save her. ”

"What's the difference?" the man let out a low cough, and his words were a light mockery, "If the purpose is too clear, it is inevitable that you will go astray, and sometimes a mistake is a mistake, and no one cares about the cause of the mistake." As for us, just enjoy his mistakes. ”

The deep voice echoed in the huge glass house, Xia Mian was silent for a few seconds, and finally hooked the corners of his lips.

"Okay, Brother Bai, of course I believe you, after all, you have never let me down. ”