Until the green jade shoes in the scene were revealed, the ancient mirror suspended on the far right suddenly disappeared.

The illusion that emerged in the flower room was originally continued by the unique connection between the scattered fragments of the "goddess's suit", such an illusion was extremely vague and extremely fragile, if it weren't for Xia Mian's early get-the golden silk clothes, and she could still summon the ancient mirror with the remnants of the flower soul's divine power, she wouldn't even be able to sense the connection between the pieces.

And now, with the death of Ah Cai, the entwined mandala flower has withered, and the illusion has been shattered.

"Qingyu shoes, finally back in place. ”

On the opposite side of the little princess, the corners of the white lips hooked up a little, and she opened her mouth unhurriedly.

The two of them have been planning together for many years, competing with each other and suppressing each other, since the two parties can compete in the details everywhere, they must also have a unique tacit understanding at the critical moment, and they have already achieved the same heart.

Like at this moment-

There was no need for the little princess Loulan to explain more, Bai had already seen through her thoughts.

What the so-called "good show" is, it is naturally self-evident.

The unbridled and entangled sea of flowers reflected the astonishing beauty of Xia Mian, and even her indifferent and slightly cruel look became delicate. And where the sun can't shine, the white and thin figure is hidden in the dark and unknown shadows, and even the silhouette does not seem real.

If the little princess of Loulan represents light, then Bai standing beside her is a completely different side.

It was boundless darkness and opaque silence.

People get along with each other gradually, they will become intimate because they are familiar with each other, and the secrets that were initially concealed will be revealed little by little, but such conventions do not hold true in Bai. He is like a person who has come out of the darkness, the light cannot shine on his soul, and the only thing that can be glimpsed through the mask is endless darkness, and the more he touches it, the more he is shocked by the mystery shrouded in him, and the deeper he explores, the more helpless he feels.

It's as if you're trying your best, and you're exploring an abyss that has no end in sight.

"Is this what you expected in the morning?"

Xia Mian was silent for a few seconds, then turned his head slightly and glanced at Bai from the end of his eyes.

"You went to Z City a while ago, and you met with Shen Chuanyuan? I'm still wondering if you miss the past days, or if you want to see the current situation of the Bai family. The saddest thing in the world, in addition to the passage of time, is to see things and think about people, if you suddenly regret it, I really don't know what to do. ”

With Xia Mian's words, Bai's thoughts drifted far away.

He hadn't been to Z City for a long time, just as the Bai family had no news about him for a long time, Bai was almost about to erase those past events from his memory. When he was torn to pieces in the flower soul and reassembled in the blur of flesh and blood, his former identity was torn apart. The memories of more than 20 years are like a lifetime, and his earlier name and identity are sleeping in a sea of hideous flowers, and his relationship with the Bai family is very shallow and faint since then, just a ghost living as a "white" identity.

After that, Bai didn't read anything, and there was no need to read it again.

In the face of life and death, everything in the world has become a trivial matter, as if any other principle can be removed, and the so-called "stay in the green mountains, do not worry about no firewood" and other words to justify themselves. Even if he is questioned by the defenders, he can fight back with confidence, if he can't even guarantee survival, how can he have the extra energy to think about other things?

This seems to be a normal thing, and it has gradually become a certain degree of norm in the convention. And most people are selfish and greedy, on the premise of not harming their own interests, there are always too many philanthropists, and when the core interests are shaken, the so-called hypocrisy has become a must-see, and the face is more ugly than the other.

When planning for the awakening of the gods, Bai is enough to call it unscrupulous.

Killing people with a knife is what he is best at, and he also lightly blames these on human greed, as he and Shen Chuanyuan said, "All this is your own choice, how you should do it, what consequences you will bear, it is all up to you to judge, I just tell you the truth", as if he shirked the responsibility cleanly.

However, it is unclear how much water is hidden behind this so-called "truth", and whether it is deliberately used or fueled by it. Human nature is like a knife, just need to cut a small gap and taste the smell of blood seeping out of it, which is enough to stimulate the beast to make more things, so should the final blood be blamed on the beast itself, or the person who released the beast and put the bait to stimulate the beast in his heart?

There are no answers to these things, and Shiro doesn't need to be judged.

When the soul of the little princess Loulan who had just woken up fell into his dream, chose this person whose life was about to come to an end, and left him with a glimmer of life, goodness became the most useless thing in the depths of Bai's heart. It doesn't matter if it's unscrupulous, or if it's put to death and then lived, when the flower soul chooses him as the master, there is no turning back.

After that, Bai's fate is firmly locked with the little princess who awakens in the flower soul, he knows better than anyone where the last chance of him and Xia Mian is, if you don't want to be controlled by the flower soul forever, you can only summon a monster that is more terrible than a monster, stop the war with a battle, stop killing with a kill, and then turn out two monsters at the necessary juncture, and win a glimmer of life.

This battle can only be won and not defeated, and it must be desperate.

For the sake of the final result, anything can be discarded.

This is also the plan of Bai and Xia Mian, only by awakening the gods once worshiped by the Wu Clan, reintegrating the scattered fragments of the "Goddess's Battle Suit", and reconcentrating those scattered divine powers into the body of the little princess, can the two of them change from living dead to living. After that, there is a contest between the fate of the little princess and the evil god, and those things that were inconclusive thousands of years ago have subsided.

didn't say anything about these complex emotions, just responded with a low laugh, and immediately asked back.

"When have I ever failed you?"

"Indeed, you reassure me. Xia Mian nodded casually, the corners of her lips slightly hooked, because of this smart smile, her face became more delicate, "It has never disappointed me." ”

Bai did not hide the admiration in his eyes, his gaze swept down the cheeks of the little princess, as if admiring the most moving crafts in the world, and his tone was also as gentle as a joke.

"Amien, there are many things that you can't do conveniently, or can't bear to do, and I can help you. Isn't it normal for me to do something ordinary for you, even if I have the same purpose and want to see the same result. You can trust me unconditionally, and you can only choose to trust me. ”

"It's so great to say, it's really touching. ”

The little princess laughed softly, she raised her head slightly, and did not shy away from meeting the white gaze.

As for this so-called dedication and sacrifice, whether it is a choice that men have to make when they are on the verge of despair, or whether they deliberately say it now to coax people, Xia Mian sees through it and does not say it. She left enough leeway, and she didn't want to embarrass the situation, but just followed the superficial meaning of Bai's words and asked unhurriedly.

Since we are partners, the final result is, of course, what each other wants most, and it doesn't matter who pays for whom. As for trust, this is a matter of course, otherwise how could you have snooped on the secrets of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, I have already shown enough sincerity, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"

"No one will do things without thinking about the return, of course, I am not exempt from the custom, it is precisely because there is a return, there will be motivation, otherwise the effort will become a sunk cost. As for what I want, don't you know best, Amiens. ”

Bai Yin's chuckle in a half-low cough was so meaningful, unabashedly mentioning Xia Mian.

"Planning for one's own ends is part of human nature. ”

"Yes, you are indeed a proper conspirator, and I really don't judge you well. However, Shiro, if you expose your dark side so directly in front of me, aren't you afraid that I will think too much......."

The tone of the little princess of Loulan paused slightly, as if she was coquettish with her lover, and asked as if she was nothing.

"You and Shen Chuanyuan are also in a cooperative relationship, but he and the White Holy Maiden of the Wu Clan ended up with such a result, and I, who is also the object of cooperation, shouldn't I be afraid of you, otherwise in the end, it will be me who will not be able to keep the bones." ”

Hearing Xia Mian's joke, Bai Da laughed generously.

"Amiens, you're different. ”

This sentence was said in vain and gently, even with reason, as if the tragedy that happened in the ancient temple had nothing to do with him at all, he would not be moved by irrelevant people, and he was too lazy to grieve for the chess pieces. Even just a few seconds ago, a delicate girl had lost her life, and his titular partner had carried great grief because of his unquenchable remorse, and perhaps he would not be able to get rid of the shadow of being used in this life.

When a chess piece loses its usefulness, it is just a chess piece.

"Sacrifice is always inevitable, and if it weren't for their sacrifice, how could there be a god awakening?"

"But speaking of which, the Holy Maiden and the Twelve Concubines are really pitiful. ”

Xia Mian's voice was clear and good, and it came through the warm breeze.

She casually folded a blooming mandola and fiddled with it on her fingertips, but did not respond to Bai Shira's words, but just said it to herself.

"This thousand-year-old sacrifice is meaningless, but they can only struggle in mystery until the moment of death....... If the mirage of eternal life had never appeared, would they have been there when they died, heaven or hell?"

In response to her, Bai was always so indifferent, his tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any superfluous feelings.

"Unless there are exceptions, death represents the end of life, and when everything comes to an end, what will happen next, does it make sense to think about it? Or, Amiens, do you think that poor people who have been struggling in reincarnation for the whole life will look forward to falling into a new reincarnation after finally gaining liberation?"