"Oh, that's you."

A simple word.

It doesn't seem to contain anything other than calm.

Just saw, found, and sighed softly.

The queen sitting next to her moved her eyes slightly, and then a bright smile bloomed.

"Did you wake up so quickly?"

"Sticking to his heart like this, what an amazing character."

"This is the last line of defense I've set."

"It's really terrifying."

After the conspiracy was discovered, the woman's complexion did not change in the slightest, she only pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

Han Baiyi was still sitting on the high platform, looking back at her expressionlessly.

"Aren't you afraid?"

He asked.

"Why?"

The woman just tilted her head slightly.

Eight hundred years have long since made her lose a lot of emotions that she can only have as a real person, even in the face of Han Baiyi's remarks, no matter how funny she is, she will not laugh.

"Because you're going to die."

Unless you can't help it.

"Poof...... Hmph, hum, hahaha......"

She held back her hardest, but she couldn't hold back her laughter.

Her laughter trembled.

While laughing, he pointed to the army of desperate souls in front of him, covering his small mouth and laughing.

"You...... Are you talking about me? ”

"Hahahaha...... You say, you say I'm going to die? ”

"You can't even get out, how are you going to kill me?"

Han Baiyi frowned, is there anything ridiculous about this?

"Oh, that's right."

"Turns out, don't you feel it?"

The woman's smile froze suddenly.

The laughter faded away.

Han Baiyi looked like I knew very well, and nodded silently at her.

"That red crystal pillar wrapped around Kaede should be a part of you, right?"

"It's really the last line of defense."

"But why are you so desperate to protect yourself from this pillar out there?"

Han Baiyi looked at her with a calm face as he did at the beginning, as if he was taking pity on an ugly beggar.

His voice pierced the woman's heart like a sharp knife.

The two of them still maintained a sitting posture, one in front of the other.

The woman's face changed from the joy just now to indifference, and her eyes pierced the back of Han Baiyi's heart like an awl.

He didn't care.

The conversation suddenly changed.

"Do you know chameleons?"

"It's Zhu Gong."

Han Baiyi turned his head, his calm eyes met the woman's cold awl-like eyes, but his tone was calm and calm.

"Zhu Gong often hides among the leaves, feeds on aphids, and occasionally eats mosquitoes, flies, and praying mantises."

"Because its body can change with the hiding place, it is difficult for ordinary people to find."

"However, people can often hit the grass and trees to be shocked, and the Zhu Palace is colorless and changeable when it lands, and it is immediately grasped."

"Catch it and feed it cinnabar for three years, into three catties, pound it into medicinal mud, dry it and put it at the end, that is, it is the palace sand."

"Zhu Palace is hard to find, and it is often obtained by the highest-priced one."

The more plain Han Baiyi's tone was, the more ugly the woman's face became.

Hiding oneself and peeking into its prey, the body is precious but extremely fragile.

Who is this ironic?

He looked at the woman's gradually gloomy face, and then turned his head to look at the desperate soul in front of him, and his voice was still as flat and straightforward as before.

"I was also strange before, a long time ago, you were emphasizing the body and soul."

"But when I was inhaled by you, why did you expose such obvious weakness to me?"

"Just like you are in the fairy land, why do you want to set up a thunderbolt giant tree that can just restrain it in front of the fake cherry dragon?"

"If the spirit world is really under your control, no one should make such a stupid mistake, right?"

Han Baiyi analyzed her thoughts little by little, and although the woman had a gloomy face, she also listened silently.

Both seemed to be waiting for something.

Han Baiyi continued:

“...... Combined with the three living people you mentioned earlier, that is, me, the descendants of the emperor, and you, according to you, all three of us are living people. ”

"If you really want to, or can you have this body to yourself, why do we still be conscious?"

Han Baiyi asked softly in his voice.

"Then the question continues to extend, why do the two of us keep reincarnating in death when we are alive?"

"Or why am I the only one in the soul world you created, reincarnated in death and suffering?"

The woman's face grew more and more indifferent.

Han Baiyi chuckled.

"The only way you can kill me is to make myself 'thirst for death', right?"

"Whether it's a ba, a Buddhist carver, or a wolf, it's actually 'me'."

"To be exact, it should be the power of the dragon that keeps me falling into reincarnation."

"That's what 'me' is."

Han Baiyi turned his head and met her eyes:

"You have too much power, you should be limited by some kind of rule, right?"

The woman looked at him calmly.

"I don't know exactly what the rules are, but at least, there's a lot you can't do."

"No matter how much you call yourself a noble one, you are a human being after all."

"People have limits."

Han Baiyi also looked at her calmly, and the atmosphere between the two froze.

As Han Baiyi's words fell, the desperate souls below surged like a tide, and while the chains continued to extend, the black flames continued to spread along the path of the crowd.

The desperate black souls were driven by the flames to rush towards the high platform, and among the surging heads, the black souls were densely tied into a pile, opening their mouths and facing forward, screaming silently.

They crave death.

The crowd was rushing so violently, like a black tide crashing against the masonry of the high platform one after another.

Han Baiyi, who was sitting on the top of the altar, looked at the woman expressionlessly, not paying attention to the hellish black scene of people crowding and trampling people below.

Han Baiyi waited quietly.

The woman didn't say a word.

Only the high platform under the two of them swayed slightly, and in the continuous surge of people, black flames also climbed up, and countless arms, heads, and legs continued to rise with the surging of people, like evil spirits crawling out of hell and struggling for death.

Han Baiyi's expressions and the woman's expressions were still so calm.

It's as if everything that is terrifying in front of us is just a hypocritical illusion.

"How do you know all this?"

The woman asked him suddenly.

Han Baiyi was stunned at first, and then showed an extremely warm smile.

"How many times do you think I've been reincarnated in this endless time?"

He smiled so happily, like a child who hid until the end in the process of hiding and seeking, and suddenly jumped out of the side when his friends were at a loss.

The pleasure is incomparably pure.

As his smile unfolded, the world of black and white suddenly spread, and all limited movement fell into endless stillness in black and white.

The hell under your feet and the tide of despair stood in place at the moment when black and white swept through.

The woman's expression was calm and indifferent, with a hint of regret in her eyes.

Everything is like a sculpture.

Han Baiyi finished laughing, and his voice was exceptionally calm.

"It's over."