After the counter-sacrifice at the beginning, I became the spokesperson for the girls?

The seventh-level mark of light in the body was still protecting the reality. Bai Xingyao placed her soul's hand gently on her heart. She stared at the golden mark. As the power flowed, it seemed that it wanted to rub her soul affectionately.

Don't accept, bounce away.

Retracting her gaze, Bai Xingyao was not afraid of anything, the only thing she hated was death. When she fought Aurora, it unlocked the sealed bead, and she clearly felt the power in her heart being taken away. As the master of the gray fog, she knew what would happen to her in the future.

Even in the future, this bead will be hers.

Can fate be changed? Yes. But Bai Xingyao would not let Aurora change it. She suppressed her heart, and through the leaf outline still reflected in her soul, she sentenced the dream creature to death in her heart.

She would tear it apart and make it feel dead again.

"Now I guess it's in a bad state and hiding in the Temple of Light, not daring to come out."

Bai Xingyao played with the leaves whose outlines she could feel. She lowered her eyes and thought quietly:

"According to my understanding, it used me to forcefully unlock the connection between the Law Objects, which means it couldn't unlock it before. In the end, I sensed something with strong fluctuations coming towards me, but it was forcibly stopped. I guess it used the remaining power that was extracted from me to reseal the bead. I can react with the bead and unlock the seal, so naturally I can seal it back again."

Changing fate and borrowing the fate of others is not without a price. Every time Bai Xingyao changes the fate of others, she has to bear the loss of feelings. She carefully considered Aurora's strength. Without the support of the vast Black Sea and Gray Fog Territory, it is estimated that it will suffer a greater backlash, and the Law Pearl may also fall to the bottom because of the opening and closing.

Why do you guess so?

Because before Bai Xingyao closed the window, she felt that the entire dream world was becoming a little ethereal and empty, and Aurora's secret enemies must have felt it as well.

But why she and it didn't attack at the same time, it wasn't because of tacit understanding, or kindness to let Aurora recuperate. It was because they couldn't beat the Church of Light, which had a tenth-level bishop and a seventh-level knight.

Or the kind that you can tell at first glance that he's very capable of fighting.

[You definitely can’t beat that knight in real life]

The space tells the truth. It thinks about the other party's appearance. If she wants to catch Bai Xingyao, she can definitely rush from the Temple of Light to Bai Xingyao's room in an instant. The real side is so powerful.

[And you can’t defeat the spiritual side even more]

Unless you drop a drop of light to make it come out, and then the bishop will kneel down, you will fall into the trap and wait in the Temple of Light for the real light to come, and after a few days of VIP treatment, you will be treated respectfully by the light.

"Why do you want me, a level 4, to fight against them, level 10 and level 7?"

Bai Xingyao had no expression. She looked at her ball. No matter how she compared it and used all her tricks, it would be difficult to win, okay?

One of them is a strong person, the other is that she is naturally weak to reality. She has to shake the future over - but she feels that because this thing is called the future, she will be hit on the head by the future.

"The Nightmare Lord said I was very idle."

Bai Xingyao thought of these words again in her mind, but her face showed no fluctuation, as she still holds the grudge until now.

[Is there a possibility that it is not the Lord of Nightmares? ]

Although the space was hit by the Nightmare Lord, it still wanted to refute the future master who looked noble. She looked like she couldn't complain like that, and the only one who would complain like that was Bai Xingyao, who was slightly stronger than the current Bai Xingyao, the Bai Xingyao in the timeline behind her.

So many Yao, so many good things.

Bai Xingyao's expression was "I don't like a single word I hear." Her final resort was to look for the future, but she looked at the memory fragments where she had been stared at by the Silver Rule several times, and realized that she couldn't use it unless necessary.

The future cannot interfere too much with the present, and she has her own way to go. If she does not open up a new path, she will eventually blend into the long and downstream lines of time and cannot become a brand new Bai Xingyao.

“I want to be unique.”

Bai Xingyao's voice was blown away by the wind of the sea of ​​souls and floated in this world.

Whether it is the road, experience, or memory, I want to be unique.

So back to the problem of the Church of Light, Bai Xingyao chose not to fight. She couldn't beat them, so why not wait for Aurora to come out and fight? She didn't believe it. Aurora had been hiding in the Church of Light for her whole life. She knew that the religion treated it as a subordinate. Sometimes she even squatted at the city gate to watch the gate. This city owner called her a country girl, a country girl.

I really should ask its owner Guangming if she is a country girl.

[I can see that you are very upset]

"Think in your heart, don't speak it out."

The beautiful Bai Xingyao rejects the aesthetics of beautiful dreams, and thinks that as the owner of beautiful dreams, Fu Yao's aesthetics are also worrying, so she puts the blame on Fu Yao.

Even the dream was put on a cauldron because the family member was Fu Yao. In the universe, I felt that my red line was about to burn.

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感谢聆弋柒小伙伴的8张推荐票！感谢听雨而眠小伙伴的7张推荐票，1包辣条！感谢有人想吃千层酥吗小伙伴的7张推荐票！感谢清蒸的鱼小伙伴的7张推荐票，1张月票！感谢泡馍小伙伴的2张推荐票！

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The other side of eternity:

Chapter 364 Silk Flowers

The dream is like a magnolia placed in a flower box. It sees the light of day again for a moment, and when you open your eyes, you see a blurry world.

The wind was very quiet at this time, carrying the warm sunshine of early summer, drifting across the light green grass, swaying slightly in the hazy white light covering the earth.

When I stretch out my hand, my consciousness is like being immersed in the slow afternoon sunshine. When the wind blows, I become part of the mottled landscape along with the swaying leaves.

Perhaps this is just a faint and tired dream, or perhaps it is just a long-lost memory that disappeared in time.

The only memory left after waking up from the dream is the light of early summer, which makes people drowsy.

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When Bai Xingyao woke up, a magnolia petal floated in from the window. With a color of quiet regret, it fell silently in front of her eyes.

She picked up the petal and looked at it quietly for a long time, as if she could return to that dream at night and become a flower in the flower box, sharing the tranquility with the years in the mottled state.

That really was... a very hazy dream.

This is why Bai Xingyao never falls asleep. She turned her head and saw an ancient cowhide book next to her pillow. She picked up the book and saw through the old lines on it that it seemed to look like it had never experienced the years. She put the magnolia in it and placed it in the story describing the early summer, a period of flowers blooming, and seeing the world from the bottom of the wooden box.

But she has never been a flower. She can feel the mottled sight shattered into shadows. In the blurred world, she seems to have become a blurred color as well.

"Where exactly is that..."

where?

She felt unexpectedly calm, as if she had been infected by the slow passage of time. When Bai Xingyao raised her eyes, there was already some noise outside the window, so she closed the book.

The gaze of space had just come out, and when it saw the books on the bed, it realized that the things in its body had disappeared.

But the old scroll left on the bed fell on the quilt that had been spread out. Bai Xingyao walked to the window and saw the flower buds growing from the branches and leaves, which had already opened up layers of petals and swayed gently in the morning's whispers.

What a fragile yet eye-catching color! She reached out to touch it, but after touching the petals, she was hurt by the thorns on the branch.

Walking (two) three

The girl's hand stopped at the thorn that left a small white mark on her skin. The flower she touched was so thin, but the branch was so hard.

But from a distance, you can only notice the white color dancing in the wind.

There were no tools in the room, so Bai Xingyao materialized a little bit of the power of the Unbounded. She broke off a moon-white thing with thorns, and when she took it away, the sachet dropped by its owner was placed next to its planting pot.

The door opened, and Bai Xingyao went to keep an appointment. She knocked on the door next door, but after three minutes, she didn't get any response.

[No one is in the room]

The space did not feel the breath of life, and Bai Xingyao did not express her attitude. She just pinned the rose with thorns on the door handle, turned around and walked downstairs.

"Then afternoon."

Perhaps influenced by that slow dream, Bai Xingyao didn't feel much fluctuation when she walked out of her residence.

Until she saw the arrival of the celebration, the streets were full of celebrating people. People coming and going kept wearing all kinds of flowers, wearing them on their heads or pinning them on their clothes. She heard the laughter of children, the whispers between lovers, and even a pigeon that looked full of vitality flapped its wings and stopped in front of her.

"Goo?"

It tilted its head.

Bai Xingyao took some bread from the storage space and fed it. After it pecked at the bread, it flew away.

When I looked up again, the world was bright.

The entire classical city, every street, is like a gallery of time. It carries the weight and volume of the years, and countless flowers are in full bloom. People use colorful flowers to decorate themselves and the world, and even the weird nightmare creatures in their minds disappear.

Because I was so happy, even the malice disappeared.

She walked into the crowd, just like one of the most ordinary people. She saw a girl walking and said.

"Watch out for the pole."

The girl seemed to hear these words for the first time. She paused for a moment, and when she saw Bai Xingyao, her face turned red, and then she was hit by the pole.

——I told you to be careful with the pole.

Bai Xingyao's occasional reminders seemed to cause the other person to be hit even harder. Her dazed eyes were full of stars, and when she recovered, she blinked, threw the silk flower in her hand to Bai Xingyao, and ran away with a blushing face.

[She thinks you are pretty]

On the day of the celebration, the space was finally able to look through the various familiar meanings. It saw one of the dozen or so meanings and nodded.

It's Yao, the girl killer.

Bai Xingyao was thrown another silk flower, which was made of cloth, gauze and various materials, and was lifelike. She caught the things thrown to her with a puzzled look on her face, but when she looked over, they all ran away.

They like you

While Space was just talking, Bai Xingyao had an armful of silk flowers.

The inexperienced Nightmare Lord didn't quite understand, so she asked Space.

“Why are you throwing flowers at me?”

[Because when you see someone who makes you happy, throwing silk flowers is an expression of love]

Space Dao: [But if you don’t dare to come up, love will leave]

Bai Xingyao held her arms full of flowers, but no one dared to come up. Her red eyes looked at the flowers in her arms with some confusion, not knowing what to do with them.

"Am I some kind of monster?"

Another one came, and Bai Xingyao was already very skilled at catching it. She reached out and pressed it into her arms.

[Because chasing you is not easy at first glance]

There was a slight breeze today, and the wind was accompanied by the fragrance of flowers. The floating sweet air made people feel a little distressed.

She was more peaceful than the darkest sky in the morning. She was not wearing any flowers, as if she was a passerby who had nothing to do with the celebration. When she lowered her head, the years were quiet, but she felt another silk flower thrown into her arms.

At this moment, time slowed down, she looked up, and the flowers in her arms fell down.

It is the years that weave eternal scenes, and it is the sound of the wind that brings the distant songs.

A field of gardenias travels across the entire world. It floats through the streets and alleys, floats through the joyful hearts, floats through the gazing crowds, and floats through the world of laughter.

On the street where the sun was setting and the light was soft, a pigeon took off.

Her eyes were as green as a lake, carrying the color of a long-lost reunion. She was like a lake rippling with sunlight. At the moment when all the flowers fell, she looked at me quietly in the crowd.

On the other side of the crowd, the person I love came to see me.

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 365 My Love

Have you ever loved someone?

Have you ever been waiting for someone and then met them again one day?

The flowers fell to the ground. Bai Xingyao looked forward. She was left there, her eyes, as if they would not fluctuate until the end of time.

But the next moment, she said softly, as if in a dream: "...Tana?"

She saw a pair of green eyes like a lake, in the crowd, as if for the first time, in the whole world, they were looking at her.

She could no longer feel the warmth of the sun shining on her body, nor could she feel the prosperity of the world at that moment. For a long time, slowly and densely, just like her own delusion, she took a step forward.

"I'm here."

She heard the voice of the person on the other side.

She has long platinum hair and a face painted with an eternal color. When she stands in the crowd, the people and time slow down for her.

She came towards her.

It was like a dream running towards her, from fantasy to reality.

A pair of eyes shattered, and ripples of floating light appeared in them. It was the warm sun outside that turned into broken gold, and its shadow flashed on the surface of a lake.

"…Tana."

The person stayed where he was, the ground was full of flowers, and the ripples on the lake surface. She murmured something, and then she received a gentle affirmative response.