Han Baiyi shook his head, a little shocked.

The red dragon head, he had seen it many times.

But until now, he hadn't figured out what it was.

I've never seen it in the game, but it's like a GM who keeps an eye on him all the time, and I don't know when it will suddenly appear.

Han Baiyi himself is also very confused, could it be that the secret of his smuggling into the game world was discovered?

This system won't be so low.

After hesitating for a moment, there was no result, so Han Baiyi didn't continue to think about it, and flew claws up the cliff to bring the fake royal son down.

Probably adapted to Han Baiyi's speed, the fake Yuzi was very smooth when she came down this time, there was no jerky feeling before at all, and because the rope tied to her body was untied, she could also use her arms to fix herself on Han Baiyi's body.

So, there is no fear of heights that cannot be cured by a bungee jump.

If not, twice!

After coming down, I saw the fake Yuzi's little face flushed, and a pair of big watery eyes looked at the white snake behind Han Baiyi.

She's seen it all!

Just now, this ninja jumped down, and then poofed and stabbed the ~ big white snake to death, only a few seconds in total.

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't dare to blink the whole time, she might have accidentally gone wrong.

Until now, Han Baiyi knelt on the head of the snake with a knife in her backhand, and the action of cutting the snake like a salute and kneeling was deeply imprinted in her heart, and her little heart beat when she thought of it.

Han Baiyi seemed to feel the fake royal son's gaze and looked at him strangely.

The fake Yuzi changed his face in a second, and he looked cold and turned his face away.

The words 'You're disgusting, don't look this way' were clearly written on his face, making Han Baiyi look back a little bored.

Then the fake Miko cautiously peeked at him with his peripheral vision.

Although she felt that this was not right, this guy was a villain who tied herself with a rope in a strange position, but she couldn't help but look at it, and she was still a little curious.

Suddenly, the fake prince opened his mouth and asked him:

"You want to ...... too Do you know snake persimmons? ”

She paused, then changed her words in between.

Han Baiyi carried the 'handcuffs' of the fake royal son in his hand, and led her to the White Snake Shrine, his tone was as cold and indifferent as an ordinary otaku facing a three-dimensional girl who was not very familiar.

"I don't know."

"Then why did you ask me if I want to eat persimmons?"

"I think you might want to eat it."

Han Baiyi replied like a southern mother who sent woolen pants to her children in the north in the summer,

Fake Miko has a question mark on his face.

"Persimmons, what the hell is it? Is it the heart? ”

Han Baiyi turned around and asked her.

'Is that thing delicious if it doesn't taste shabu?' ’

He thought to himself.

"Hmph, don't you know?"

The fake Miko has an expression of being deceived by you, and a puffed up expression.

In terms of life and interpersonal communication, this girl is as simple as a child.

After all, strictly speaking, she was only three years old.

"Sure enough......"

Persimmon is the code word for 'heart'.

Han Baiyi nodded, and somehow, suddenly thought of Kotaro.

In the game, that's the only character who takes the initiative to hand over their persimmons to the player.

Everything else has to go through some communication (physics).

I don't know what to think, Han Baiyi's footsteps suddenly stagnated, and he looked back at the fake Yuzi.

“...... Have you ever heard of the Sacrifice Gang? ”

Fake Miko shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Han Baiyi remembered the old lady with a black turban he met on the way up the mountain.

That's a member of the Memorials.

However, what made him frown was that in the game, players wanted to obtain persimmons, and one of them was to buy them from the Sacrifice Gang.

I thought it was nothing before, but now that it has been confirmed that the persimmon is the heart, I feel a little awkward.

Organ trading?

Han Baiyi was a little distracted.

Unexpectedly, this memorial gang not only has a black headscarf, but also a very black heart.

"Ninja, where are we going?"

The fake Miko tugged at the rope that bound his hands, and this thing was also quite strangling.

"Don't you want to eat snake persimmons?"

Han Baiyi's tone was questioning, he thought that the fake royal son liked to eat persimmons.

"Of course not! The Lord of the White Snake is the god of the land, how can mortals afford the power of the gods. ”

The fake Miko pouted, looking disdainful that you didn't even have any common sense.

"Then don't you eat other persimmons?"

Han Baiyi deliberately tried it.

"Of course, why eat persimmons if you have nothing to do...... Unless the life force is not enough, who would want to eat that kind of thing. ”

As the fake prince spoke, his tone was a little low, looking pitiful.

"Even if we are fake royal sons, we also need to use a lot of life force to bear the power of Long Yin, otherwise our bodies will age quickly."

"Miko can also absorb the life force of the people around him through dragon cough, we don't have that ability, so we can only solve the problem by eating 'persimmons'."

As he spoke, Feng suddenly touched the white hair on his sideburns as if he was a little self-deprecating,

"If it weren't for those persimmons, I'm afraid, I would have died of old age."

Han Baiyi listened silently and did not interject.

From the point of view of the fake Yuzi, just a few words of common sense can allow him to analyze a lot of things.

The power of the dragon consumes life force, and although the fake royal son has some abilities that the imperial son does not have, such as turning blood into rice, their immortality is not free, at least not as free as the imperial son.

"What if a royal son eats dried persimmons and fresh persimmons together?"

Han Baiyi suddenly asked, and the fake prince was stunned.

"Dried persimmons?"

"Why eat persimmons that have no vitality?"

It seems that after some confiding just now, Feng is now a lot more relaxed when he chats, and he doesn't care about it.

The loose rope on the little hand swayed and swayed.

Han Baiyi was stunned.

No vitality?

Han Baiyi looked at the White Snake Shrine not far away, and at a glance, he could see the giant body of the white snake moving slowly in the cave.

In this canyon, there are two white snake gods in total.

One is curled up in the canyon swamp, and the other is in the rock wall, guarding the White Snake Shrine in the cave.

In the middle of that shrine, there is a dried persimmon.

In the mission requirements of the original plot, it is to make the fake Miko eat both dried persimmons and fresh persimmons, so that the fake Miko can become a 'container' for the real Miko.

"If it's the heart of the White Snake God, will it also lose its vitality because it takes too long?" Han Baiyi changed the question.

"No, the White Snake God is a god after all, even if he has been dead for a long time, he still has divine power in his heart."

"Divine power will not dissipate."

"Hmm...... Do you mean, eat the persimmons of the two white snake gods? Fake Miko frowned, "One dried and one fresh...... Mortal words, impossible, right? Only a god can withstand the power of the same god, and if he can withstand it......"

Fake Miko's tone suddenly paused.

“...... Probably, he will become a god, right? ”

Han Baiyi stopped, and the handcuff rope was dragged by the fake royal son in his hand, and his small body leaned back, almost falling on his heels.

Han Baiyi stared at her with burning eyes,

The fake Miko, who had just stood firm, suddenly reacted, and suddenly his whole body was agitated and trembling.

"You, what do you want to do!"