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

Bai Xingyao didn't know why she had this feeling at this moment. She sat on the bank of the shallow river, and the flowing water wet her dress again and again. She felt cold and misty under her body. The water flowing past her legs left at a high speed without any pause. She seemed to feel the length of time and the impermanence of change. When she sat in the water and looked to the side, she seemed to see a person.

That was the person sitting alone outside the river, in what seemed like eternal silence.

She seemed to be unaffected by the changes of time and the years. She quietly stayed away from the waves of the world, sitting on the upper bank. The corners of her black clothes were dry, while the corresponding corners of Bai Xingyao's black clothes were wet. The higher bank lifted Bai Xingyao's body so that she would not be submerged in the river, but her whole body was cold. Her skin could feel the waves flowing by her side. It was strange and like being swept away. The irresistible feeling echoed in every corner of her cognition for a long time.

It's like an inescapable fate, an inescapable ending.

The person sitting on the shore was not stained by a single drop of the flowing water. She sat quietly on the reef, and even if the water drops splashed, they would not reach her at all. She seemed to be just observing the river under the thick dark color, just observing from a distance, not participating in it. If not, why did she feel so calm at this moment?

Bai Xingyao didn't know what she was concentrating on for so long. She sat in the river that kept flowing down, as if time was also flowing quietly and quickly in her world. Her eyes fell on her wet robe, and when she raised her eyes again, she saw that the person sitting there was wearing the same clothes as her.

The wind was blowing past, and the years were flowing so quietly in this world. When Bai Xingyao became increasingly blurred by the sound of the river flowing downward, she finally saw that the person she was staring at had turned his head.

It seemed like a billion years had passed.

There was no sound in the world anymore. Bai Xingyao saw a pair of bloodshot eyes, so indifferent.

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Waking up from a dream, it was like breaking free from two layers of dreams at once. When Bai Xingyao sat up suddenly from the bed, the books in her arms fell onto the quilt.

At this moment, the two dreams were still intertwined in her mind. Bai Xingyao covered her forehead with her hands in some pain. There was no longer any sound in her ears, but her words in her memory, the flowing water she saw, and the last moment when she saw the indifferent eyes, still emerged to each other, not knowing whether they were real or fake.

She was clearly dreaming of meeting Lian.

But she got sleepy later and fell asleep in that dream. Then, she heard the river of fate. Then, she woke up.

The feeling that all time was flowing down and she was sitting alone in the river, looking at the shore was too uncomfortable. She remembered the person she saw again. She was wearing the same clothes as her, but the difference was that she stayed on the shore, while she was in the water on the shore.

A dream within a dream?

Bai Xingyao felt that it was fading quickly, just like any other dream. She felt from that dream that she would not feel the wrong time, nor the wrong river of time. But that river was too different. Its breath could not be described, its vastness could not be described, and countless branches entered it. It seemed to run through ancient and modern times, from the beginning of the entire universe. She was unable to get up from this river at first sight, unlike the rivers of the world, which she could touch.

Where is that?

Bai Xingyao covered her head and hesitated. She told herself subconsciously that it might be a dream she imagined, but she felt that she could not imagine such a world. Just a glimpse of the river in the hazy dream made her immersed in it for a long time, and she kept thinking about it even after waking up. Then, she was curious about the person who was alone in that dream, under such a huge river. All her consciousness told her that no one could escape from this river. But her eyes really saw a person, just sitting on the other side, not stained at all.

Why don’t you enter the river…?

Bai Xingyao's impression of the other person's face was already very vague. She only remembered the pair of blood-red eyes, which were so indifferent, as if there had never been any trace left in it.

She must be very strong... so strong that she can't even control time.

Some subtle thoughts emerged, and the memory fragments lit up accordingly. Bai Xingyao suddenly felt that she seemed to have power running. When she looked, she found that her memory fragments were actually always on - when she had this dream, it was turned on to the extreme.

Is this...really a dream?

Bai Xingyao could only think of the world time river she had come into contact with now. In her dream, it seemed to be only a branch. Because the vast flow section she saw was endless, flowing continuously downwards under the dark night sky.

It flows to the end, as if time has no end.

Freeing herself from the dream brought by her ability, Bai Xingyao turned her head and began to feel her own strength. She felt that her soul had really recovered automatically while getting along with Lian.

But Bai Xingyao really didn't know the whole process. She looked out the window at this moment and found that the night had risen. She only remembered that she had a hazy memory in her dream. It was as if she was lying on someone's lap, and the magnolia flowers fell, landing on her eyebrows, and then there was a gentle touch.

A very gentle touch.

Then, the lotus and the dream disappeared from her perception. Bai Xingyao unconsciously looked at the book she had quietly placed on the bed. The old fairy tale seemed to be just a book. It was quietly placed, and the story in it was gentle and bright.

Just like that summer.

She had never seen summer like this before.

【We will see you later】

The sound of space rang out, and it used its power to help Bai Xingyao sort out her still hazy and chaotic memories. She gradually left her dream and returned to reality. Her partner said to her: [Summer in every world is beautiful. If you like, we can also catch cicadas in the sun.]

"But I'm not a child anymore."

Bai Xingyao shook her head, and her thoughts couldn't help but drift away again.

That should be the scene next year. Can she see the scene next year?

By the way, she is no longer the precarious Bai Xingyao.

"If it's with you... we can catch one, too."

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 403 Who would you be?

Bai Xingyao got up from the bed after tidying herself up. She was now living in a residential building, and outside the residential area was the shadow of the Temple of Light in the distance. She washed her face to wake herself up, and when the flowers outside the window were blown in by the wind, she looked down at the table and found that it was a magnolia.

She thought of the pure white that fell into her arms in her dream, and the pure white that was blown to the soil by the wind. She then remembered that it was the season for magnolia flowers to bloom, and its flower language was sincerity and purity. Although she didn't know where the magnolia trees were, they must have been flowers thrown into the sky during the celebration, or flowers that fell from the branches. They gave themselves to the wind, letting the wind tell their own stories.

This reminded Bai Xingyao of the lotus she saw in the story.

"What kind of person are you?"

She tilted her head, as if mumbling something: "I clearly had no feelings when I first saw you, but why did I want you to remember me just now?"

In memory, the white flowers on rainy days that have been emphasized many times are scattered in puddles. A person who tilted his head deeply engraved this memory in his mind through the distance of time. She made a person remember her white dress, and also made her remember the white flowers that never disappeared and always fluttered in her memory.

"Space, did the past really have such a big impact on me?"

Bai Xingyao was wondering, could her one month of memories really be worth her entire life?

But the comfort of the space gradually calmed her heart.

[You just remember a period of time. Perhaps you looked at those flowers and thought about them before.]

maybe.

Bai Xingyao thought that in her dark memories where she had never seen colors, only a touch of pure white was so profound. She looked at her boundless thing, and it was still a cloud of fog, with broken memories spliced ​​together, and a white flower floating in the puddle.

"Space, I don't know... I don't like too bright light, so why do I linger on this color?"

It is so pure and clean that even if it is broken by rain, the mud will slide down the petals.

[Perhaps you originally thought that too bright a light would be like a rainstorm, and extreme intensity is never a good thing]

Warm and soft things will neither hurt nor burn people.

Bai Xingyao nodded. She did like warm and gentle things, and light. She suddenly thought of this person - the light on her was too bright, so bright that it seemed indistinguishable from real or fake.

Is there really a world in this world where there is no distinction between reality and illusion?

As for whether she, as the former Bai Xingyao, had ever heard of the name of light, she didn't know. She had never even seen the moon, let alone the bright sunshine.

After finishing everything in her residence, Bai Xingyao looked out the window. The night was just beginning to thicken, and the outside was still a scene of fireworks. Magnolia should have fireworks at the end, but she had never seen them. The news brought back by the memory fragments was something extremely gorgeous. But Bai Xingyao wanted Aurora and the cat meowing in her mind not to see the splendor of tonight rather than find a place to sit down and watch it carefully.

A plot to make her fight with a city of empty nightmare creatures, preventing her from carrying out her plans for tonight.

One wanted to kill her, without even meeting her, but he drew her fate, and then smashed the entire area in an attempt to smash her to death.

Any one of these two can't be removed even if they are hit against the wall together.

Beware the cat

The space was silent for a moment, supportive.

[I can confirm that the cat that meowed when you were in the Prinan disease area was also this cat]

Space identified the ending tone of the black cat's cry and found that the two ending tones were exactly the same.

If the cat's owner doesn't come tonight, Bai Xingyao should be able to fight with the help of the Sea of ​​Soul.

She is now at level five, which is so difficult to advance to, and is completely different from level four.

"I have a hunch..."

Bai Xingyao fixed his gaze on the Temple of Light outside the window.

At this moment it is still shining, so brightly that it is like the brightest sunshine in the dark night, brilliantly showing its majesty.

"Tonight... there will be only this."

She felt that the atmosphere of the Temple of Light had changed. It was so peaceful in the spiritual world before, but now it was bright and brilliant. She was familiar with the atmosphere of light, and she also knew that the opposing forces should have noticed the forces hidden in the dark of Palulik and activated the things left by the light.

He left a letter to the light of the sea of ​​souls. When Bai Xingyao was going to do something bad in the temple, he asked the other party not to see it tonight. Space watched the master operate like this, thinking that this was the light above billions of living beings, how could he agree? Then the light agreed.

【…】

The space feels like it’s nothing.

Bai Xingyao looked around her residence to see if there were any crows, birds, or pigeons. She even used her mind to lift up the soul of a mouse and when she shook it by the tail and found no problem, she let the mouse go and used it very smoothly, asking it to run over and squat outside the Temple of Light to serve as her eyes.

Her previous plan must have been known by the secret forces. If she was a villain, she would have directly taken advantage of the plan that had already obtained the core information and whose master could not come. After all, the damage to the soul is extremely difficult to recover. Even Bai Xingyao wanted to repair it, she could only fight the nightmare creatures with injuries to obtain energy. But the person who planned all this never thought that Bai Xingyao bought a book a long time ago and then met a person, whose dream could just repair the soul.

[Actually, I still don’t know what Lian is… Don’t let your guard down.]

Space sighed. Although its soul was restored through her, it still had a lot of worries in its heart.

Who is she? Why is she in that dream? If hundreds of years have really passed, what made Bai Xingyao meet her again? Is it an ability? But it didn't feel any power from her, not even in that dream, and that dream blocked it.

Bai Xingyao fell into a dream, it really didn’t know anything and could only wait for her return in the territory.

"I have guessed, but none of them seem like it."

Bai Xingyao noticed that there was no movement outside the Temple of Light for a while, so she went to the bed, picked up the book, and sat down to touch the cover. She thought about it again and again, as if she was thinking about herself again.

Flowers falling on the pages of the book from the tower -

Very beautiful story.

But who are you?

Is it a lost soul, a remnant of past years, or a few remaining memories?

A girl dreaming of a magnolia garden alone, she said, you are the first person to come here.

Bai Xingyao opened the book and touched the uneven Braille, as if she could feel the movements of another girl through the lines.

She must have been thinking about spring and wind while reading these stories.

"Who could you be...will we have any intersection in the future?"

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When I feel anxious, I read everyone’s comments and then write a novel. My mood immediately becomes calm. Thank you everyone!

The story line of the lotus is something I thought of a long time ago. At that time, a fateful story about two hundred years ago suddenly appeared. The spring that one person kept two hundred years ago was opened by another person two hundred years later. It seems that the years can also be recorded through a small petal. Now that I have really written it down, I feel very happy.

I wanted to catch up today, but I was a little sleepy and slept until 12 o'clock. I will adjust my schedule tomorrow, and after I catch up, I will start writing the extra chapter!

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 444: Pure Gold Brilliant Sun Pendant

The moon was hanging high in the sky, shining brightly on the earth. In a world covered with frost, only the vast temple building remained quiet. The street next door was faintly filled with festive atmosphere, but next to the empty building, there was only the deep blue sky. A bird flew across the silent and deserted sky, and then landed on the hand of a strange girl.

There was nothing special about the girl. She stood in the world without any memorable features. But when she raised her head, she had a pair of blood-red eyes that particularly attracted people's attention.

Even the birds were immersed in such eyes. Its black bean-like eyes reflected these pure eyes. Then, it rubbed her hand, flew up and left.

The furry touch on her hand flew away, and the girl withdrew her gaze. When she got a glimpse of the unusual atmosphere outside the temple, her eyes still reflected the bright moon in the sky, and she did not let go for a long time.

[What's wrong...Yao? ]

The medium's voice echoed in her heart. The nightmare master who came to the scene in the body of a young girl shook her head. She kept looking up. When the cold and blurry moonlight fell into her eyes, she said:

"I don't know why... I'm particularly concerned about this bright moon."

After being dragged back to the past, Bai Xingyao found that she had lost a lot of memories. Who did she meet on the street, who did she miss so much, and who was she looking for? All of these disappeared without a trace, and only the cold words "Don't look at the moon" remained in her heart.

That was the leader's memory. It was during this memory that she fell into confusion and threw herself into the arms of light, mistakenly thinking that she had caught the sun.

But now when he looked away, all the enemies in his memory were just a creature that made a cat's cry. Its owner and the forces behind it were all blurred into a ball. Only this creature was the most vivid and remained in the deepest part of his memory.

"What on earth is the moon?"

When the memory fragments were first activated, she also saw the bright moon in the sky. It was hanging high in the sky, always watching the world, as if it had never changed.

Putting all these past memories into her heart, Bai Xingyao knew how powerful the enemy she was facing was. She might have only seen her once, but her memory was so confused. But why didn't such a powerful enemy kill her as soon as they met? Her existence was only slightly larger than the dust floating between heaven and earth. The dust might be nowhere to be caught, but she existed everywhere.

[Be careful...]

The space was muted, even its memory was affected.