As the thoughts in his heart rose and fell, many things that had happened since he entered this world suddenly connected in an instant. 35xs

When you have a grasp in your heart, you can do it when you think of it.

Han Baiyi suddenly took a step forward, moving in the direction of the woman step by step.

Keep your eyes flat and look straight ahead.

The woman was stunned at first, and there seemed to be a little puzzle in her interested eyes.

It wasn't until Han Baiyi walked within five meters of her that the woman, who had nothing but a big red robe, suddenly lowered her graceful body floating in mid-air with her legs a few meters.

The gaze is calm and unwavering.

A contemptuous grin tugged at the corner of his lips.

Retracting his gaze from the other party, Han Baiyi put down his tears seemingly casually, and the tip of the knife was towards the ground.

The tone is flat

"It's really funny."

"The so-called high-ranking honorable ones are actually interested in immortality?"

The words get straight to the point.

The expression of the woman's image condensed by the soul body remained unchanged, but her heart was stagnant.

Isn't that too deliberate?

Han Baiyi stopped on the cordon five meters in front of the woman, slammed his toes on the ground, made a clicking sound, and then continued to walk around the woman.

The brain thinks at high speed.

Why are the treatment of the living and the dead different, why is the candle dragon a fantasy of itself, what is the relationship between the secret of the immortal body, what is the connection between the royal son and the woman in front of him, why is there a contradiction between the cherry dragon and the black dragon, and what kind of existence is the candle dragon that is one

Summarize, diverge, think.

Han Baiyi tightened the expression on his face, allowing himself to always maintain a calm and relaxed expression, slowly walking around the bookshelf, walking around the woman and the blood-colored crystal pillar in the middle.

Take one's time.

In my heart, I am trying to dig out the brain that participated in the National College Student Debate Contest in the past.

He said unhurriedly

"On my way to Xianxiang, I heard the black dragon who burrowed into Xianxiang say a word."

"He said, You have taken His soul."

"This sentence has been bothering me for a while, and it wasn't until you just answered it for me that I realized that you, as a soul, are the controller of this world, and you can deploy everything in this world."

"Then, that black dragon should be the manifestation of your body's consciousness in this soul world."

While walking slowly, Han Baiyi pondered his words, and at the same time observed the woman in the center with his peripheral vision, carefully guarding against her movements.

"You didn't take ownership of your real body."

"Even, even in the world of souls, there are also beings who can compete with you."

"So, you need strength."

Han Baiyi seems to be down-to-earth and generous, but in fact, he is using words to summarize what is already in front of him, and even if he is wrong, he can blur the facts of the past.

But that upright and upright look that I have in my heart is very convincing.

The woman was unmoved, still interested.

"Therefore, there is the so-called reincarnation power in your mouth, and there are also the people who have recuperated for 800 years."

Han Baiyi's eyes swept across the bookshelf, looking at the struggling figures in the lattice, and wantonly exerted his mouth.

"The soul of a mortal cannot bear such a heavy power of Shura, which is what you call karma, which can be understood by looking at the soul of the Buddha carver."

Han Baiyi turned his gaze to a figure that was almost overwhelmed by black flames, and he could vaguely see the shadow of the resentful ghost in it.

"So, these karmas are probably not used by yourself, but by the soul that weakens your body."

He was a serious ghost, but his eyes were always paying attention to the changes in the woman, and he relied on his imagination and guessing so many things that the ghost pulled out, as long as one sentence touched her nerves, it was enough.

In his mouth, he continued

"The Art of War once said that the upper is strong ordnance, and the lower is barbarian. Strengthening oneself and weakening the enemy is the most effective way to defeat the enemy."

"It's easy to say."

The woman drank softly, with a chill in her eyes.

Han Baiyi's eyes lit up.

It's done

Without the slightest hesitation, he didn't even need to remember what the woman's next behavior pattern was, while his memory was still hot, Han Baiyi hurriedly reincarnated back in the past, which was the position where he happened to stop when the woman was five meters away.

I haven't started going around in circles yet.

That's right, Han Baiyi just wants to empty gloves and white wolves

Clichés, which may sound very vague, are actually a great tool for promoting the healthy development of social finance and psychological science research.

During the Warring States Period in ancient China, he even created a famous thought around the profession of speech, and studied how to brag about it.

After Han Baiyi realized that the woman in front of him was an opponent that he couldn't beat, he consciously began to analyze the weaknesses and flaws of the candle dragon, find answers, and think about how to defeat the other party.

However, the human imagination is limited.

Compared with the fact that he could only get a result after thinking hard about it, Han Baiyi, who was carrying the big killer weapon of the timeline, felt that he might as well choose another way to guess the puzzle.

For example, ask the other person to tell them the answer to the riddle.

Compared with brainless speech, speech is an extremely powerful analytical weapon, and the other party's reactions and words are affected by the results of their own speech mobilization.

Han Baiyi, who has a second degree in psychology, knows very well how many answers are hidden in people's subjective initiative waiting for others to discover. Flash Dance

Take this woman's behavior just now as an example, when she is in the active position, she suddenly interrupts the thinking and extension behavior of others, and her purpose is nothing more than to intercept the extension of ideas, or the other party's wrong thinking has an impact on herself.

That is, to poke at the pain point or slander out of thin air.

Of course, it can also be a waste of time or answering the wrong question.

However, it doesn't matter, everything is to narrow down the scope of Han Baiyi's weakness.

And just before the topic began, Han Baiyi suddenly made an interesting behavior.

That's proximity.

That is, offense.

When the two of them had a height difference of more than three meters, and a distance difference of nearly five meters, it was self-evident what Han Baiyi could see during the approach.

However, in the face of this offense, looking down on the ants arrogantly, the woman who called herself me didn't care, and even showed a contemptuous smile in the face of Han Baiyi's childish behavior, as if eight hundred years had made her abandon most of the things she cared about as a human being.

This is Han Baiyi's temptation.

However, in the face of an ant's offensive behavior, the other party did not kick him away with one kick or subdue him with some ability, but took the initiative to drop his altitude.

Behind this small act is not only a bylaw that proves the secret of the self-proclaimed woman who longs for immortality, but also another proof that she is not omnipotent, that is, she may be defeated or pay a price.

It's not omnipotent, it's an opportunity.

So Han Baiyi worked harder to think and dig out the veins that could be found in the existing information, and was more enthusiastic about defeating, rather than escaping.

The difference in starting point is destined for the difference between the process and the result.

While digging for potential information, Han Baiyi unearthed the existing information with a deep memory.

Karma weakens the candle dragon, and the soul strengthens its body twelve times.

Han Baiyi silently summarized in his heart, and continued to start flickering in circles

"I've been thinking about the relationship between Longyin Yuko and you for a long time, and in the end, when I think about it, I can only think of the word food, even if it's the rumored return of the dragon, it's just a way to deliver food to you"

After talking for a long time, the woman was still floating in the air, smiling and looking at him with interest.

Han Baiyi's heart was cold, this time he guessed wrong.

The other party occupies the initiative and circles sixteen times at a constant speed, that is, the duration of the conversation exceeds the last time, and the probability of conclusion error is high. The ending of the dragon's return to the hometown should be the initiative of the Venerable Master of Xianfeng, without the intervention of the Sakura Dragon.

After summing up, Han Baiyi reincarnated in time again, returned to the original point again, and continued to start flickering around in circles.

"The appearance of the undead should belong to the black dragon's instinctive counterattack, in order to make you unable to replenish your soul, he is also trying his best to cut off the source of your power"

"Hmph."

Again.

Fourteen laps.

Han Baiyi's eyes always captured the behavior and reaction of the red-robed woman, summarizing her conclusions and her bottom line again and again, and she learned more and more information.

Every time he flickered in circles, in the eyes of the red-robed woman, it was just a delay of three or four minutes of leisure, but it allowed Han Baiyi to complete the accumulation of information again and again.

The accumulation of information at one time seems to be not worth mentioning, but with the increase in the number of reincarnations, the number of information accumulation is also increasing, and the completion of reincarnation again and again has increased the information that Han Baiyi has, whether true or false, to the point where he can start to explore everything.

Until the end, Han Baiyi was no longer satisfied with self-speculation again and again, but with the help of existing guesses, he stamped and filled on the basis of them again and again, and drew a new round of conclusions with his excellent memory after the spiritual transformation, depicting the outline of the facts that the red-robed woman tried to hide.

When it came to the last reincarnation, Han Baiyi's tone was as calm as a machine.

"As a so-called noble person who relied on national power to capture the soul body, you are both powerful and vulnerable."

"The strength lies in the fact that you disobey the mandate of heaven with your human soul, and use the body of the candle dragon as the foundation to open up a soul world that is in your hands."

"The weakness lies in the fact that your essence is still human, even if you have this power out of thin air, you can't grasp it, you can only extradite foreign souls into the body of the candle dragon, but you pretend to be in the name of reincarnation."

"Actually, the very existence of this world means that you are powerless."

"How can you hide such a fact?"

"You use the burning karma of the dead souls, and absorb the living souls, using their vigorous vitality as a shield to resist the instinctive support of the candle dragon's body on your soul."

"You are frightened and angry, and in this so-called reed, you continue to harvest souls under the banner of war, and recruit new souls to enter, desperately trying to maintain the balance of power between yourself and the candle dragon."

"Neither karmic souls nor living souls are enough for you."

"There are too few people."

"You are too weak, and if you break the balance between life and death a little, you will be the first victim."

"That's why I entered the Immortal Township, so that your vigilance reached its peak."

Han Baiyi's calm face suddenly showed a hint of sarcasm.

"Do people like you really put their goals on the surface at the beginning?"

"You who are already a noble person in pursuit of immortality, you who are trapped here by the body of the candle dragon, and you who pursue immortality must either"

The red-robed woman's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she had the illusion of being torn off all her disguises in front of this man.

Han Baiyi's tone plummeted, almost cold.

"What are you hiding?"

The corners of Han Baiyi's lips were tilted up, his head raised slightly, and he smiled peacefully and sarcastically.

"Is it your desire to eat away at my soul and ability, and you are afraid of being accidentally wiped out by my soul and severely damaged, that tangled and hideous greed?"

Han Baiyi calmly raised his hand, and the palm of his hand ignited the fire of spiritual power.

Pale cyan flames illuminate the darkness.

Wisps of sticky, blackened silt-like material were wriggling along the ground and crawling toward him.

Han Baiyi looked down, his feet were almost entangled, and the black mud was sticky and wriggling up his calves, knees, thighs, and all the way to his back.

Most of his body was covered in the pitch-black silt-like substance.

Even the face was half covered.

But in fact, there is no sense of touch.

Probably because the soul doesn't feel it in the first place.

The red-robed woman looked at him indifferently.

Still on top.

"But I still can't figure it out."

Han Baiyi asked in a gentle tone in the black mud.

The red-robed woman was expressionless.

"Dragon Yin Yuzi No, it's mainly Kaede."

"What is this girl's use to you?"

Han Baiyi turned his head and looked at the blood-colored crystal pillar that pierced the sky.

Kaede Zheng maintained the posture of the moment of suicide, and was frozen in the blood-colored crystal pillar.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"And why don't you cover up this crystal pillar?"

"Is it because you can't do it?"

"Enough"

The red-robed woman raised her hand suddenly, and the mud that had covered most of Han Baiyi's body suddenly surged up like a wave, and the black flames on the bookshelf shook violently, just like a gas stove turning from a small fire to a large fire, and the silt surged up, surrounding Han Baiyi, wrapping layer by layer.

The woman was so angry that she couldn't help herself, as if she was hanging naked in the ice and snow on a cold day, and every word in Han Baiyi's mouth pierced into her bones like a biting cold wind.

It's just such a short meeting, and the man in front of him sees everything through

How can it be

It's ridiculous

She angrily wrapped Han Baiyi's clothes layer by layer with black silt, making him see despair little by little, wanting to erase the shock and inexplicable fear in his heart.

But until the last moment, Han Baiyi maintained that calm and indifferent expression.

He looked at the red-robed woman through a narrow slit in the black mud and said to her with a calm gaze

"This is the last time."

"Seven laps."

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