"Baiyi, why do you like to kill so much?"

"Those who were killed deserve to die. ”

"And what if you have someone you like?"

"Kill"

"Then how will you marry a wife in the future?"

"Are you stupid, what does marrying a wife have to do with liking. ”

"Then what did you marry a wife for?"

"To have children, of course"

"Okay," Feng Liluo was speechless.

"Then why are you killing someone you're interested in?"

"Whoever provokes my interest, deserve to be killed"

“... Then you killed everything you were interested in, won't it be boring in the future?"

"That's what I said" didn't seem to have thought about this issue, and Bai Yi was a little confused.

"So, you can't kill them all. ”

"Good trouble"

"It's easy, if the person you're interested in is your friend, you don't have to kill it."

"Why?"

"Because it's your friend, how can you kill your friend?"

"But I'm interested in him. ”

"Friends can't be killed"

"It's so contradictory."

"Friends can't be killed"

"Friends can't be killed?"

"Yes, you can't kill friends"

......

Similar conversations like this have happened countless times, and for the sake of his own life, Feng Liluo brainwashed Bai Yi countless times, only hoping that he could start to play a role at a critical time.

Three days later, in the cave.

"Baiyi, when can we get out?"

The white clothes were silent.

That's right, they got lost and got lost in a cave.

This cave is the same hole three days ago, and I wanted to spend the night in it, but I didn't expect the entrance to the cave to disappear the next day.

"This is the formation," Bai Yi said to her at the time, "You can only find the formation eye as soon as possible and break the formation, otherwise, you can only wait here for someone to save you." ”

Three days have passed, and Bai Yi and Feng Ye are still in place.

"Bai Yi, will you really break the formation?"

"Won't"

Feng Liluo rolled his eyes, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Will you?"

“... No, it won't."

......

Then you have to try that. Feng Liluo's hand touched his chest, and there was a picture there. The totem above is the magic circle totem that Feng Li visited the Prime Minister's Mansion Library at night. After the successful teleportation that night, Feng Liluo printed the totem in Fengfu. She had tried, and the simple drawing was useless, but as long as she retraced it with her blood, it would serve as a teleportation.

But now in the formation, Feng Liluo is not sure that it will be transmitted back to the Feng family. What's more, he is not alone.

Frowning, looking at the sleeping white clothes, Feng Liluo sighed faintly, bit his fingers, and drew on the ground. Although this man is murderous, he is just a simple child after all.

Because of the completion of the quenching body, although the rough stone surface rubbed against the wound hurt, the bleeding quickly stopped. I had no choice but to keep cutting my fingers, drawing, cutting, drawing.

In a place where Feng Liluo didn't notice, some of the components of this blood seeped into the ground and were dragged to the depths of the crypt...

Finally, the drawing is complete. Feng Liluo, who just wanted to move, only felt that the entire cave was shaking, and suddenly, a big hole appeared on the totem she had just drawn, and an irresistible suction pulled her into the hole.

"Ah, white..."

"What's wrong?" Bai Yi looked around, and someone had just called him. Alas, what about the phoenix?

How can there be a picture on this ground? It looks like a vermilion bird?

Deep in the crypt, a crimson totem flashed with red light. A naked girl was silently suspended in mid-air.

The power of fire, this divine power fills the body, it perceives its own strength, but also perceives loneliness. It is a demon, a demon that cannot tolerate a demon, her parents forbid love, gave birth to it, it is a man, and it is also a woman. Born strong, but also born lonely.

So, after becoming famous, it decided to guard the world she left behind and became the god of this world.

Its divine power has never been so powerful, and people believe in it, and they wish to pass it on through the statue, so that it can gain immortal power and protect this land.

However, one day, it was abandoned, and sentient beings destroyed the statue that had been made, and they were willing to turn into resentment and be seriously ill.

It still loves the world, and it is incomprehensible. So, it made a wish, wished to be a human in the next life, and solved the bitterness of lovesickness.

Its will power turned into fire, eating away at its flesh little by little. The physical body was annihilated, turned into a pair of men and women, inherited its bloodline, and took Feng as the surname.

The Feng clan conquered the world and supported the Nangong royal family for generations, and people believed in them and called them the gods of the world. God, very happy, because countless descendants are it, countless bloodlines are it, and countless flames are it. Because it still loves the world.

However, once again, it was betrayed, and a karmic fire consumed its descendants once again.

After all, this is a people without faith, and if the world does not love God, God does not need to exist.

Slowly opened his eyes, and in the desolation of hundreds of millions of years, Feng Liluo heard a mournful roar, as if calling his name-Suzaku.

The desolation of hundreds of millions of years seemed to empathize, the blood was connected, and the naked girl slowly descended to the center of the circle, sticking to the circle on the altar, and the girl could clearly hear the unwilling phoenix cry of Suzaku: "Why"

"Why?" he unconsciously repeated, billions of light-years of fragments flashing in his mind.

"Why?" the voice asked again.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes widened, and it turned out that Suzaku was not dead yet.

"You, still alive?"

"Why?" the voice was still stubborn.

"Why? Betrayal, karma, I don't know, but I think the result that can make you relieved must still be in the red dust. ”

Perhaps, love is also a kind of imprisonment, and the world never likes this kind of imprisonment. "The woman's desolate gaze seems to penetrate time and space and fall on the woman who has depended on her since childhood" This is just a guess, if you want to know the result, you can only verify it in person, until, willingly. ”

The remnant finally quieted down, turning into a red light that entered the woman's eyebrows.

Countless flames with thousands of years of vicissitudes carved a certain pattern on the woman's forehead over and over again, over and over again, and finally, a bright red Vermilion Bird mark flashed and flashed on the forehead, and then it dimmed.

Opened his eyes, "White?"