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

Chapter 167 Girl

When the first magnolia petal fell, Bai Xingyao opened his eyes and sat up.

She once again came to the garden full of magnolias. The pure white flowers spread out like a sea of ​​flowers undulating in the air. A breeze came from afar, floating the subtle light around her. The moment she looked up, the continuous cool breeze blew again, and the world began to rain flowers, one by one falling on her clothes and hair.

She was there again, only waking up in the garden, among the spring flowers.

This time, she did not lose control of her power. Bai Xingyao spread her spirit around her while she stood up. She saw the beauty of all kinds of flowers along the way, but she slowly found that her spirit could not appear and could only wander in her mind. Finally, she pondered for a few minutes and stopped.

This is a dream.

Bai Xingyao looked around. This garden, which had only one path leading to the end, was shrouded in the colors of blooming flowers. The white flowers that were blown to her face had a real scent. Even if she took them with her hands and crushed them carefully, she could feel the moist and delicate touch of her fingertips.

Whether it was the magnolias on the heights, the petals covering the ground, or the bluestone road in front, whether he stepped on or walked through the bumps, it perfectly simulated the touch of reality. If it weren't for the affirmation in his heart, Bai Xingyao might have felt that he had come to a certain place in reality.

Bai Xingyao walked forward. Dreams, as a medium of illusion, were rarely the same as reality. She had wandered through the dreams of countless people, but had never seen such a real and grand scene.

The pace of progress came to an end. At the end of the garden, Bai Xingyao saw the lush green banyan tree again. A blindfolded girl was sitting under the tree. She seemed to be still holding a book. On the grass, pure white petals floated over from the garden. The wind brought the singing of their encounter. It seemed that they met by fate again.

But Bai Xingyao couldn't be said to be a very gentle person. She walked forward, and when the reading girl reacted, she pushed her easily, sat on her lap, and asked questions.

"How did you contact me?"

She had no intention of accidentally entering other people's dreams. She just wanted to solve the problem of meeting other people after falling asleep in a straightforward and serious manner. She was already thinking about how she would fight back if it was a person with bad intentions in a space where her mind could not expand.

"...Can you please let me go first?"

Without getting an answer during the thinking process, Bai Xingyao heard the sound below her, and was as helpless as milk. Qingfeng flipped over the books that fell beside her, and the white paper made a rustling sound. Bai Xingyao felt that this was too rough, so she stood up and decided to use a more friendly way.

The girl stood up in confusion. She was wearing a white dress. Bai Xingyao observed her inconspicuously, at such a close distance, even closer than yesterday.

She had a very delicate face, and her bewildered expression at this moment made her even more at a loss. The layers of bandages covered her eyes, making her movements a little confused. Obviously, among the people Bai Xingyao had seen, her appearance was not that stunning, but people couldn't help but keep their eyes on her, just like the white magnolia outside.

The first time I saw it, it was like silk flowing into a dream. The second time I saw it, it was still pure white and soft.

"You are……"

"answer……"

They spoke at the same time.

The girl turned around, and although her eyes didn't meet his, her expression showed her confusion. Bai Xingyao wanted to solve the problem faster, so she didn't let the girl guess, but was concise and clear.

"You let me into your dreams."

Bai Xingyao asked, "What's the matter? Why do you want me to come?"

"I don't know... I'm always the only one here..."

The girl seemed overwhelmed.

She sat among the pure white petals, her body was soft, the light shone on her, her soft skirt was blown up by the wind, under the floating shadows of the trees, she looked up, and asked in the dance of shallow grass and falling flowers: "Who are you...?"

Have you forgotten me?

At this time, pure white danced with the grass leaves of heaven and earth, and Bai Xingyao sat down: "You treated me to a glass of milk yesterday, and then told me a long story."

She lost all her vigilance at that moment, and in this dream, she listened to the spring for a long, long time.

"you……"

She seemed to remember, and then responded to Bai Xingyao's second question.

"Why did you ask me to come here?"

The girl seemed to be in a daze. She covered her eyes, revealing only her small face from below, but she was pretty enough. The book beside her was still being flipped by the wind, making a crisp sound.

"……I have no idea."

Bai Xingyao turned around. She seemed to find it hard to imagine a person doing things without knowing his or her purpose. She lowered her eyes slightly and saw the book on the lawn.

“Have you been reading this book?”

The girl seemed to notice her gaze. She fumbled around and finally took the book back.

"Yes."

"I have one exactly like yours."

Bai Xingyao took her book and flipped through it hastily, but she didn't find any petals, no dried spring, and no yellowed words. However, she had a subtle voice in her heart, which was this book.

Because of the intertwined destinies of this book.

She did not choose to tear it up, but came in again just to get to the bottom of the matter.

It wasn't that she was reluctant to part with the warm spring in her dream, she just thought it was incredible that she had such a dream.

It's incredible to meet such a person.

[Will you be a special shadow, lingering on the pages of the book, waiting for thousands of years to meet me?]

Bai Xingyao suddenly thought of the poems she had read occasionally. She closed the book and did not feel any power from the person opposite her.

This dream was extremely real, huge and detailed, but she could not find any flaws. Whether she looked up at the sky or was quietly blown by the wind, she did not feel any spiritual drifting. It was as if she had mistakenly entered a fairyland in the physical space.

"...Do you want to hear another story?"

A small voice sounded beside him as he was thinking. Bai Xingyao didn't expect that someone would be willing to tell him a story despite his unfriendly attitude.

"According to common sense, I should be considered a bad guy, right?"

She asked, genuinely confused.

He came in hurriedly, asked questions hurriedly, and then recalled his own thoughts.

At this time, the wind sang a clear song, swirling past the swaying flowers. The sky was clear and blue, and the huge banyan tree swayed its dense branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows on the world.

"……Won't."

The girl took back her book. Bai Xingyao watched her take it away clumsily, and just stared at her, turning the pages, groping for the words that she had perhaps touched countless times before.

"You are the first person...who is willing to accompany me."

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I changed a lot of words, and it’s a bit stuck... As expected, I should learn more about getting along with others and falling in love. I don’t know if I can make up for what I owe tomorrow...

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 168: Illiterate Bai Xingyao Says She Wants to Tell a Story

First, companionship?

Bai Xingyao did not accept this reason, and after analyzing the situation at hand, he became more determined to solve the problem here.

The vast and empty world——

She stood up, and the girl noticed something. Her soft brown hair fell on her shoulders, and her expression seemed to ask what was wrong. But Bai Xingyao completely ignored this will. She thought about it for a while and decided to go and see for herself.

The first time she came here, she walked from a prairie. The scene inside was extremely real, even the touch of the grass leaves to the feet was extremely real. A person's dream has limitations. For ordinary people, no matter how detailed the dream is, if the scope is expanded, the structure in the distance must be vague and confusing, and it is basically impossible to have a real touch like here.

But this place seemed to be the center of the dream, no matter how many times, whether it was the spreading vines seen in the church, or the scene I came to the second time, or the third time I woke up directly in the garden and walked all the way here through the path. The garden under the tower was ridiculously large, and the top of the gray tower was cylindrical and went straight up to the sky. After seeing this castle-like thing, Bai Xingyao thoroughly observed the current environment.

A place that can be the center of a dream, a lush banyan tree, under the banyan tree is a fresh lawn, next to the lawn there is a table for people to sit, all the colors look bright and fresh, according to the surrounding temperature and scene, it is spring here, but the spring should have no resurrection. Bai Xingyao can't hear the birds singing, and there are no insects falling from the banyan tree. Only a blind girl with long brown hair and wearing a delicate white dress is at a loss and looking in her direction.

There is only one living thing...

Bai Xingyao stepped forward. She stopped knocking on the surroundings. Flowers and plants were of no use to the stability of this dream. What about the girl in front of her?

"Are you alive?"

Bai Xingyao easily said something that stunned people. The pendant between the girl's forehead shook, and Bai Xingyao's body pressed forward. She pressed the face of this life with both hands and observed carefully, from the other person's breathing, the bandage covering most of the face, to the fair skin. In the closer and closer contact, her breath sprayed on the other person's face. The girl seemed to have never had such contact before. Her soft face flushed with shyness, but because she couldn't see, she couldn't resist the dictatorial Bai Xingyao.

The temperature was normal, the outline was normal, there was such a real body in the dream, Bai Xingyao touched it all over. She slid over the soft brown hair, touched the blind eyes, whether it was the arms or thighs, she patted them one by one, they were all solid, as if they would not suddenly turn into a monster or a soul state.

Unlike any spirit she had ever been to.

Bai Xingyao treated the other person as a dream object and was not alert, so she sat on the other person's legs at this moment, and did not think that she was the victim or had any contact with her. She poked her current body and moved various places, but she did not feel any illusion. With her strength, she could indeed do this, but now there was a very strange point, she could not change.

The soul is a human soul, but nightmares are terrifying laws, and some strange hobbies are spread on it. When Bai Xingyao did not have a preliminary system to collect energy, she often turned into a tentacle monster. She was already very good at shaping the body of the tentacle monster, but at this time her human body would not change, and she could not even transform her favorite 18 tentacles.

The same is true for the spirit. The power that could have been easily expanded is now like being constrained in the body and cannot be extended out. Bai Xingyao felt it carefully. She seemed to feel that her body was now a bottle. All the power was contained inside. She could shake it left and right inside, but it could not come out from the inner wall of the glass. She could not find a way to open it.

Do I have to open the top of my head?

Touching his head, this idea was truly terrifying. Bai Xingyao was shaking, feeling that he couldn't bring himself to hurt himself.

Afraid of pain, too bloody.

But no matter what, it doesn't make sense that the soul can't change and use spirit. If it is a pure soul individual, for her current power system, it can just exert 100% of her strength. She is not a powerless mortal, how could her soul go to other places and be at a loss?

So what is the situation now?

Bai Xingyao sat on her girl's mat and moved out to look at the sunlight. Several magnolia petals hung on her head with the cool breeze. She picked them off casually and could indeed feel the real fragrance and touch of the flowers.

Could it be...

Bai Xingyao suddenly recalled her earliest memories, when she was sacrificed.

The world can be opened up, even in a small world, a world of the world can be opened up. These are usually operated by people with special law power. Generally speaking, when people need a quiet environment, they will create such an undisturbed space. This method is more commonly used in reality, and Bai Xingyao has no contact with it. But she unconsciously thought, if reality can be done, then why can't the spirit be done?

She was born with a sea of ​​soul, so she doesn't have to worry about that. What about others?

Moving her body back, Bai Xingyao held the girl's shoulders. She looked at her carefully. The more she looked, the more real it seemed. The more she looked, the more she felt that it was not an image in a dream.

"You are indeed alive."

The girl was at a loss.

At this time, the leaves were blown, the sun was warm, and even the railings that separated the grassland and the garden were covered with green creepers. Those small leaves were blown in the wind. She didn't know what Bai Xingyao was thinking in such a short time. She just felt that she seemed to have been redefined several times.

"I……"

Bai Xingyao's mind had already turned to this special spiritual world, so everything seemed so real. The created world generally had rules. Although she came in as a soul, she seemed to have a body, and her power was wrapped up. It must be because they were afraid that she would be too cruel and hurt the owner here.

But is the master who created such a big world really afraid of being harmed by her?

"what's your name?"

Bai Xingyao remembered to get the other party's name, and then performed some spells.

"lotus."

The girl said.

Bai Xingyao immediately tried to operate in her mind, but after she had prepared everything, she discovered something very important.

"That Lian?"

The girl had no idea that Bai Xingyao was Xieyao. She answered the question and said, "Lian, the lotus."

There are many ways to write this aspect. In the world's historical civilizations, if you search for copied materials, many words with the same pronunciation, such as Lianhua, Lianhua, and Lianhua, will automatically pop up in your mind.

Can't tell.

"You taught me to write."

Bai Xingyao simply stretched out her hand and asked the girl to write her name on her palm.

Every stroke of the word appeared in the palm of her hand. Bai Xingyao remembered it completely. She touched the spell prepared in her mind, and then the wind blew past.

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"You are alive."

Bai Xingyao was firm and serious, repeating the important words for the third time.

The girl named Lian was forced to listen to her judgment three times and knew that she was defined three times. Even though she couldn't see the other person's face, she was completely at a loss under the changes in the different tones.

"I...I've always lived here."

"Dream creatures sometimes live in people's dreams all the time, and it's completely indistinguishable."

Bai Xingyao said. That's right, she just used the method of identifying life will. This method seems to be because their laws sometimes stray into the world of spiritual laws. At this time, they need to accurately find their souls to avoid being scared of the other party's contracted things for a long time, which is very embarrassing.

This method was learned from the future package knowledge. It is said that she had a bad brain in a certain timeline, so she got a lot of strange skills. From an illiterate little cabbage with no one to a nine-leaky little cabbage with a weird teacher.

Since it's alive, it's easy to deal with.

Bai Xingyao grabbed the living creatures in this world, Lian was in her hand, her brown hair was blown by the wind, and she looked very embarrassed.

She looked like a quiet girl, wearing an elegant white dress, with no decorations except a pendant in her hair. Her various expressions were only revealed under the bandage covering her eyes.

He shouldn't be anyone's lackey.

Bai Xingyao thought.