The white cat lay calmly on Lin Xi's dean's desk. When the old man said the word "you night", it finally shook its white tail and stood up with its back hunched elegantly.
It looked over as if no one else was watching, took a few sips on the cup of cold tea that Lin Xi had drunk most of, and then turned back with a look of disgust: "Lin Xi, your taste in tea is still appallingly low."
The voice of this white cat is gentle and peaceful, like a wise man who has lived a long life.
But this was a very familiar white cat that had snored quietly in Ye Qing's arms countless times.
Shengren Xiao's former pet, Jie Ying, appeared on the table at some unknown time, and she spoke leisurely at this moment.
"You were rewritten by Xiao on that princess." Lin Xi looked at it with ill intentions: "Although the princess is not in any danger now, what she did in Lan Ying's room this morning must have happened to you too. Know."
"If that boy really died somewhere we don't know, then she really would have done something crazy."
"We have never seen his life." The white cat sat there and gently combed the hair on his face with his paws. At the same time, without speaking, a sound wave echoed in the room: "But we have also never seen his death."
Lin Xi frowned.
Yi Lanshan spoke slowly: "What does this mean?"
"The boy named Ge Sheng is in a superposition state of life and death." White Cat said slowly: "People even dare not observe him rashly."
"Not even saints?" Yi Lanshan asked.
"The saint's wait and see of the future itself is a disturbance to the future." Jie Ying explained.
It blinked its strange blue eyes and gently stretched its slender white body on the table: "Space is not my area of expertise."
"So even if the boy did die there."
"The princess may know in the future that I am one of the few beings around her who is capable of rescue, and may be angry because of my inaction."
"But." White Cat gently replied in the negative. "It is impossible for me, or in other words, even if the two living saints come in person, they may not be able to do better than that girl."
"What if the Lost Saint is still there?" Yi Lanshan asked.
"If Yue Yi is resurrected." White Cat muttered: "That saint may still have a chance to try."
"Otherwise, no one in this world can say that we can definitely save those two children."
"At least you can try." Yi Lanshan looked at the white cat who stayed away from the incident.
"Yes." White Cat nodded: "I can travel between planes without any hindrance."
"But there's no way I'm going to show up early."
"I exist in the trajectory of the stars, so I will not rashly disrupt the chess game that is already under everyone's observation."
A meaningful smile appeared on its cat face: "A saint has already tried it once, so he finally died here."
At this point, the white cat suddenly stopped talking.
It calmly stared at the void in front of it, curled up again, covered its head and fell asleep.
Almost in the next moment, the girl with red hair and black robe appeared there.
Your Highness.
This time she appeared directly in the dean's office.
From the night before yesterday to this afternoon, the girl did not sleep or drink or eat.
Her dreamlike and beautiful face is now as pale as freshly dried plain paper, as if the ice and snow are about to melt, and will completely melt the next moment it comes into contact with the sun.
Even if the people present are not these people who are already at the top of the world, it can be seen that this incredibly powerful girl is already weak and haggard to the edge of collapse.
So she no longer chose to show up in Yao Tower, because she knew the people there would definitely dissuade her.
And she needed no such dissuasion.
She still didn't choose to give up.
"Dean, have you found it?" The girl looked at the white-haired old man and asked quietly, her voice like spring water under the moonlight.
She seemed oblivious to the great fear she faced.
After receiving Lin Xi's negative answer, she also showed no change in her expression.
She was just silent.
She traveled through several large planes, her physical strength and willpower were exhausted, but she made no progress at all.
So she suddenly raised her head, and slight black cracks could be seen on her beautiful face under the black mage hat. She suddenly spoke and asked the dean in front of her: "Me."
Lin Xi's eyes widened and she guessed the question she wanted to ask at this moment.
The next voice of His Highness the Third Highness followed.
"What is your name?"
Yi Lanshan frowned slightly under his iron face, and Lin Xi answered calmly: "I don't know."
The girl did not hesitate because of Lin Xi's answer. She continued to speak tenaciously and asked:
"tell me."
Beads of sweat finally poured out on Lin Xi's forehead. The old man seemed to be facing one final choice after another.
But then, the old man shook his head like a wave drum, and his expression was so sincere that he looked like a crowd who didn't know the truth.
"I really don't know this."
The Third Highness was still expressionless, but she looked at the old man quietly and was about to speak.
A calm and gentle voice suddenly sounded in the room.
A single syllable word is spoken.
"film."
The white cat opened its eyes peacefully and did not speak, but it gave the girl the answer she wanted.
"That's your name."
The red-haired girl nodded and quietly thanked the white cat.
Lin Xi suddenly became furious. The old man shook his white hair like an angry lion. He looked at the cat coldly: "Do you really want to kill her?"
The white cat shook his head calmly, as calmly as if he had just shaken the milk off his whiskers: "I just, suddenly, wanted to speak."
When Yi Lanshan heard this single-syllable word, he thought of something that only existed in certain taboo books. Then he looked at the girl standing in the center of the room in disbelief.
Strange shadows were like ripples of water, suddenly appearing in this room, and then spreading from this center to the world at a speed that surpassed everything else.
In the center of the ripples, a girl in black robe and red hair lowered her head.
She closed her hands quietly, closed her fiery red eyes, and opened her lips as white as white lotus petals, spitting out characters one by one.
"film."
Lin Xi looked at the girl in the center of the ripples, sighed, and said no more words.
"were able."
The girl seemed to be saying a magical spell, but the content of the spell was extremely simple.
"turn up."
The ripples spread out in circles. You can still see the clear outline of the ripples up close, but when you are a little further away, they become as thin as dust. Such ripples spread out little by little with her voice, until they reach an unknown distance.
"Gesheng."
The moment when the word "Gesheng" as an eye is spoken.
The girl's body suddenly cracked.
It was a white jade sculpture that had been struck with great force. Countless shards fell off, and countless deep lines suddenly appeared on the smooth jade face.
The girl's expression was neither happy nor angry, but her aura was extremely weak at that moment.
"That's enough." Lin Xi shouted coldly.
But the girl was unmoved. She persisted. There were shadow patterns on Bai He's lips, but the last two words still came from there.
"Alive."
As the last character was spoken, the girl's body completely collapsed.
It's like a drop of ink gently falling into the clear water and spreading.
The girl's body was like a fragile smoke, torn apart out of thin air, and spread into a black mist in the air.
If no one identifies it, or even if someone identifies it, no one will believe that this mist was once a beautiful girl.
"She is really a masterpiece in this world." The white cat Jieying looked at the mist and sighed quietly:
“One person’s words change the functioning of the entire world, and even the cat is amazed.”
Saying this, the white cat leisurely raised his left paw, the ice jade-like hook popped out, and then flicked slightly in the air.
At that moment, Lin Xi and Yi Lanshan sensed at the same time that they had lost control of the surrounding space.
There is a great realm unfolding around them!
Invisible threads began to stretch in this space, connecting those broken shadows in a thousandth of a snap of a finger.
These threads entangled and pulled, urging them to reunite and condense.
So the next moment, the red-haired girl stood there again. She lowered her beautiful head to the white cat and said again: "Thank you for your help."
The white cat did not accept the girl's thanks, and said calmly: "I just helped you speed up your body's recovery, no need to thank you."
His Highness the Third nodded, satisfied with this answer.
The wind as light as cicada's wings dispersed again, and she, who had just recovered her form, completely disappeared into the void again.
"Obviously there is no soul and no memory." The white cat looked at the slight phantom left behind after she disappeared and sighed: "It is a miracle that she can still protect her so persistently."
Yi Lanshan spoke quietly in the corner. He had remained completely silent in the previous conversation. When this iron-faced man did not speak, almost no one could notice his presence: "You and your master are both Indifferent people, please stop emphasizing this point to us."
The white cat’s face always seems to have an elusive smile:
"I do not deny."
