I got up from the coffin and was taken back to the nest by the dragon

"And when I think about it, it means it's time for the story to turn."

The surging past faded away like a tide, Ji Xiaqing slowly opened his eyes, looked at Taiyi who was smiling and looking at him in front of him, exhaled lightly, his eyes were still a little dazed.

After receiving so many memories at once, my brain hurts.

"Have you remembered it all?" Taiyi was a little flustered when she saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time.

It's over, Your Majesty hasn't remembered yet.

"Phew, what about the Fifth Executioner, why don't you come to see me?" Ji Xiaqing rubbed his temples, raised his eyes to look at Taiyi, looked at the panicked look of the light blue figure, and chuckled, "Well, I I remembered."

"That's good," Taiyi let out a long breath, and then looked at Ji Xiaqing with some embarrassment, "Fifth Majesty, he feels ashamed to see you."

She began to chatter more humanely, "You gave the talisman to the Fifth Majesty back then to let him leave a way for the Ether Continent... But," she struggled for a while, and still told the truth, "The Fifth Majesty said , when he posted the talisman on it, it was more selfish."

"The Fifth Majesty has always regretted it for thousands of years. He always felt that if he woke you up back then, it might have been a different ending, and the other emperors would not die."

"Selfishness?" Ji Xiaqing selectively skipped over the names that would make his heart hurt, and raised his eyebrows in doubt, "What selfishness does he have?"

Taiyi shook his head, "I don't know."

But the woman chuckled, "Taiyi, you lied again." She stared into Taiyi's deep blue eyes and said softly, "What else did you not tell me?"

Ji Xiaqing's voice was not loud, but every word hit Taiyi's thoughts like a heavy hammer.

"Your Majesty," Taiyi smiled wryly, "I'm just an artificial intelligence, I can't disobey orders."

Ji Xiaqing snorted and sneered, "Then I'll change the way of asking, 'It's more out of selfishness,' that is to say, there are legitimate reasons, that is to say, there is an accident."

She stared into Taiyi's eyes, "Something happened."

Taiyi hesitated for a while, his eyes were a little absent-minded, obviously he had transferred his computing power to communicate with another person.

Ji Xiaqing just looked at Taiyi quietly, as if she wanted to see traces of another person from her eyes full of data flow.

"Fifth persistence..." she murmured softly, "What are you hiding? It's not like I don't know what kind of ghost you have become now."

As soon as the words fell, Taiyi quickly came back to his senses, looked at Ji Xiaqing with guilt on his face, and did not speak.

"Okay, okay," Ji Xiaqing sneered, "Then tell me, what should I do in the arrangement of the fifth executive? See if I can become a qualified tool person."

Taiyi took a deep breath, bowed ninety degrees, his voice was full of determination.

"Your Majesty, please die."

Ji Xiaqing was really stunned for a while.

"Really, it's too straightforward." She sighed, and turned her head to look at the picture that Taiyi had already shown her.

In the picture is a research institute on the edge of gray fog. A few dragons with fierce eyes and panic ran out of the research institute, and within a few seconds, another group of dragons staggered out with experimental instruments on their backs. .

Ji Xiaqing frowned.

She remembered the name of one of the dragons, and seemed to have met his research group. The thin dragon seemed to be called Liangcheng.

The camera zooms out, and behind them, there is a billowing gray fog, devouring the land with a destructive force.

"The energy source of the terminal is connected with the second layer of protective cover," Taiyi seemed to see her doubts, and explained softly, "It is difficult for us to find a stable and gentle energy source with a certain computing power. Even though a large part of the second layer of shield is damaged, it is countless times better than the energy provided by other Towers of Babel."

"So just now, because you pulled down that lever, the energy supply to the second shield was also turned off."

Ji Xiaqing turned her head abruptly, with anger in her eyes, "Taiyi! You shouldn't bet so many lives with me!"

When she heard Taiyi's words "Please go to death", she already understood what the fifth executive's plan was. The part that I made at the beginning.

1 years ago, the energy of the second layer of protective cover was not enough, so the three great emperors brought their most elite troops and used the crudest and most effective way - using the human body to filter energy, providing a stable essence for the protective cover. The pure energy allows the shield to operate for another 1 years with low consumption.

A barbaric and bloody sacrifice, dedicated to the wild and barren universe.

If they woke up at that time, they would not have to die.

Because, the three great emperors and their direct troops added up are barely worth one of themselves.

Ji Xiaqing walked a few steps quickly, pushed her in front of Taiyi, stared into her eyes, as if she wanted to see through her eyes the person behind her, words came out from between her teeth, "I can tolerate you The previous concealment and deception can even be tolerated until now without telling me the truth, but you should never use the entire Tower of Babel to force me."

"Do you think I dare not die?" Ji Xiaqing growled in a low voice as his chest heaved, "So I have to take so many lives?"

Anger, extreme anger.

The fifth obsession is probably fear, fear that in 1 years, I will no longer be the generous and selfless emperor before, but will be life-saving and timid.So he bet on the survival of the entire Tower of Babel and tricked himself into the gambling table.

Taiyi didn't tell her that pulling the lever would destroy the entire Tower of Babel. If Ji Xiaqing did it all over again, she would never allow herself to pull the lever.

Taiyi lowered his head, looked at the furious Qingdi, and said softly, "No."

"Even if you didn't pull that lever down, the second shield would be shut down within a year due to energy consumption."

"It's just a matter of time, Your Majesty. The Fifth Majesty never felt that you would be afraid of death."

Ji Xiaqing stepped back like a deflated balloon, looked at Taiyi for a long time, and nodded.

"I see."

She turned around and looked at the several screens that Taiyi had summoned for her, showing every corner of the Tower of Babel.

The fierce underground dragon clan, the red-eyed human army, the exploration team in the Tower of Babel fighting to the death to protect their homeland...

The quitters are long dead.

Possibly, they were also the only ones damned in this war.

"Sure enough, the plan will never keep up with the changes. The so-called exhaustive strategy is a joke." Ji Xiaqing smiled wryly, and looked at the direction of the ground with nostalgia. Through the obstacles of soil and steel, her eyes were gentle and sad.

"Sorry, I might be away for a while." She murmured softly, waved her hand, and growled, "Shou Bai!"

The Dragon Soul Soldier that had been stored in the museum screamed violently, and suddenly burst out a sword light that pierced the sky!

The next moment, the quaint long sword fell into her hands.

She turned to look at Tai Yi, and suddenly laughed.

"It's really painful to split the core soul."

Taiyi was taken aback for a moment, then his eyebrows relaxed a little, and he looked at Ji Xiaqing with even more admiration.

"Sure enough, you can't hide it from His Majesty?"

Ji Xiaqing smiled, turned around, and stepped forward with a twisted figure, appearing in mid-air.

"Humans! Get back to the Tower of Babel!" She roared, and then the rolling sound waves hit the entire Tower of Babel.

The three claws were covered in blood, some of them were from their companions, some were from the opposite side, but most of them belonged to their own companions.

He raised his head in disbelief, looking at the figure holding the sword in the sky.

Ji Xiaqing looked at the two fiercely fighting armies who didn't pay any attention to him, and sighed, a cold light came out of its sheath, the sound came before the sword arrived.

The three-foot cold light easily pierced into the blood-stained soil.

The dragon clan who was fighting suddenly trembled all over, roared and moved away from the sword, the dragon eyes were full of surprise.

Ji Xiaqing chuckled.

It was a sword made by Zulong himself, and it was a dragon soul weapon—even the oldest dragon soul weapon in the ether.

There is a wisp of the remnant soul of Zulong inside.

The will attached to it is enough to wake up all the hot-headed dragons.

Three Claws looked at the Dragon Clan prostrated under the coercion, and then at the sword submerged in the soil, struggling a little.

A ray of sound transmission drifted over, it was Ji Xiaqing's voice.

"go back."

"My promise stands."

Three claws' complexion changed, he turned around, looked at the heavily damaged troops behind him, and gritted his teeth.

"withdraw!"

Ji Xiaqing watched the human army go away and sighed.

It's really embarrassing, the dignified Qingdi made two promises, and failed both times.

She recalled the Shoubai Sword, then turned to look at another battlefield.

"Manstein?" She looked at the dragon that might not have appeared on the battlefield with some surprise.

To her surprise, Manstein stood in front of Zhong Er, facing the roaring Zhong Boyang.

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"Manstein, you fucking wake me up!"

Zhong Boyang, who led the teachers of the Ether Academy to the rescue, was shocked and angry. Looking at his friend standing opposite him, his dragon claws scratched the ground restlessly.

Manstein lowered his dragon head and said softly, "Boyang, forget it."

Zhong Er panted heavily and stood behind him, looking vigilantly at the big white dragon standing in front of him, with some confusion in his eyes.

How come, internal strife?

"I think what she said last time makes sense," Manstein took two steps forward and looked at Zhong Boyang, who was slightly shorter than him, "They all have irreparable defects, those of us with acquired defects Yes, where is it more noble than their congenital defects?"

He turned around and took a look at Zhong Er, "They just want to live a normal life in the sun, no one is wrong."

Instead of being angry, Zhong Boyang smiled, and slapped Manstein on the dragon's face heavily with his paw.

"Manstein, are they wrong?"

Manstein was a little stunned by the paw, and shook his head upon hearing this.

"Then am I wrong?" Zhong Boyang pressed.

"No." Manstein murmured.

"This fucking is war." [1]

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Ji Xiaqing was far away, so of course she couldn't hear the quarrel between the two, and she just threw the Shoubai Sword again.

This time the effect is better than last time, after all, both sides are dragons.

Zhong Er quickly backed away angrily, back to the underground world, while Manstein stood in the center of the battlefield in a daze and at a loss, looking at the dragon behind Zhong Boyang.

Their eyes were burning with more anger than facing Zhong Er.

Zhong Boyang also looked at him coldly, and after a long time, he suddenly kicked Manstein out with his paw.

"Go away, go underground."

The remaining half of the sentence was swallowed by him.

Best not to come back.

"Okay." Ji Xiaqing breathed a sigh of relief, no longer caring about the war that he forcibly suppressed, and looked into the distance.

Billowing gray mist, like a monster that devours everything, rushes towards the Tower of Babel.

"How long has it been?" Ji Xiaqing chuckled, "1 years, or even longer."

How long has it been since the Qing Emperor in his prime made a move?

She clenched the hilt of Shoubai Sword tightly, exhaled softly, and looked down at Xiaolong's direction.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't have time to tell you." She apologized softly again and again, her eyes full of guilt.

In the underground world, Su Bai's heart was suddenly pulled hard, and great panic and sadness pervaded her heart.

As if I was about to lose someone very important,

The next second, she panicked.

The rose that was always in her bosom, the rose with Ah Qing's soul, suddenly lost Ah Qing's breath.

That ray of soul was taken back.

Su Bai stood up suddenly, ignoring Hu Shiyue who was speaking, rushed to the gate, pushed the guard away, and pressed the button to open the door.

The explosion-proof door is too thick, and the opening speed is terribly slow.

"Hurry up, hurry up..."

The door was only opened a small crack, she forced her way out, and ran towards the elevator, leaving the dazed crowd behind.

Guderian was the first to react, stood up quickly, and roared loudly at the guards, "Follow up! Protect the tower master!" Before he finished speaking, he also rushed out first.

As soon as Su Bai arrived at the elevator entrance, he saw Zhong Er and others covered in blood.

problem occurs.

There was a bang in her head, and Manstein, who didn't know why she appeared in the team, turned into a dragon body in the next second, and rushed up the elevator shaft without even waiting for the elevator.

The speed of the dark dragon is not as fast as that of the wind dragon, but at this moment, Su Bai is like a black shooting star, coming from the bottom up through the sky.

But when she rushed out of the ground, she only saw a cyan streamer from her back.

Her Ah Qing held the Shoubai sword and headed towards the billowing gray mist.

"Ah Qing!" She roared, and the dragon wings flapped rapidly, making a loud noise piercing through the air.

Ji Xiaqing turned her head, her eyes flickered, and then she roared angrily, "Taiyi! Stop her!"

She was afraid, she was afraid that if she took one more look, she would lose the courage to die.

A light blue figure appeared in the air, and then countless mechanical arms stretched out behind her, tightly entwining the young black dragon.

"Ah Qing, Ah Qing..." Su Bai read aloud, and his long eyes stubbornly looked at Ji Xiaqing's back.

But no matter how hard she struggled, the mechanical arm locked her dead from all directions.

"Taiyi! I'm going to kill you!" She roared bitterly, flapping her dragon claws.

"Xiaobai...Your Excellency," Taiyi smiled wryly, "I still think His Majesty Qingdi's threat is more terrifying."

She also turned around and looked at Ji Xiaqing's direction.

Deep in the gray mist, there is an energy core with a second protective cover.

The blue shadow under Ji Xiaqing's feet flickered.

In the gray mist, there is a huge building, which still stubbornly shines slightly in the depths of the gray mist.

Although the self-protection device of the shield energy is already dilapidated.

"It's been so hard for so many years." She muttered to herself, she didn't know if it was for the building that had supported it for a long time, or for the people who died here thousands of years ago.

Ji Xiaqing took a deep breath, came to the sky above the building, and easily found one of the rooms.

It was all designed by her back then. Although there were some changes, they were basically unchanged.

She pursed her lips and put her hand into the only item in the empty room.

A square container, with numerous pipes attached to it, shone with pale golden light.

The Shoubai sword in the scabbard suddenly hummed, with a strong meaning of resistance.

"Don't panic," Ji Xiaqing touched its blade with a gentle voice, "It's just a little bit of pain."

The sound of Shou Bai's sword became sharper, trembling vigorously, as if it was about to get out of the sheath at any time and cut off her hand in the container.

"If you're here, just take care of your sword!" Ji Xiaqing growled dissatisfied.

Shou Bai seemed to be frightened, and suddenly stopped moving.

"It's really you," Ji Xiaqing sighed, touching Shoubai's scabbard, feeling the faint peeping that appeared again, "won't you come out and see me for the last time?"

Shou Bai whimpered, flew up, and rubbed her face with the scabbard.

"It's fine if you don't want to, you, the fifth, and both." Ji Xiaqing touched Shoubai, and then Tsing Yi encouraged him.

Behind the white body under the green clothes, the ancient and complicated golden light surged wildly.

This is a forbidden technique that can automatically restrain the bright elements of nature. She also painted an incomplete version on Xiaolong's back.

That night, she told the little guy.

[Do you remember that I taught you that all reactions are reversible. 】

[This forbidden technique can condense light elements, and of course it can also release all light elements after there are enough light elements in reserve. 】

[However, this will have a great impact on your body, and you may... die. 】

[So, don't use it in this life. 】

And the accumulation of 1 years of bright elements in her body made her stronger than ever before, and also...enriched with enough energy.

And the light energy is already the mildest of all elements.

It couldn't be more suitable.

She closed her eyes, and the next moment, the ancient and complicated forbidden technique shining golden light under the green clothes suddenly withdrew all its brilliance!

Forbidden Art Reversal!

Just like a new day was born, 1 years of accumulation of light-type elements instantly cleared the billowing gray fog.

Three Claws stared blankly at the huge protective shield that suddenly rose above the human camp. It was better and more beautiful than the one in the Tower of Babel, and the gray fog couldn't invade at all.

It's like a personal promise.

The woman's weary voice rang in his ears, with a chuckle, "It's considered that I haven't missed the appointment."

Three claws suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, extremely uncomfortable, and as the sound disappeared, something was empty.

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Ji Xiaqing slowly woke up and opened his "eyes".

If only she had eyes.

"Where is this?" She whispered.

It hurts, it hurts everywhere.

She looked at the outside world, but suddenly found that from this perspective, she seemed to be "held in the palm of my hand".

A woman in a black robe gently held herself, pushed open a door, and walked in like a ghost.

Ji Xiaqing instantly realized who this was!

"Are you finally willing to see me...?"

The woman put her finger on her lips, shook her head at her, and pointed to the child lying on the small bed in the room.

"This is..." Ji Xiaqing stared blankly at the child, "Xiaobai?"

The daughter bent down slightly, and put the fragment in Su Bai's hand.

The little girl was curled up in the quilt, trembling, her eyes were closed, and her face was covered with sweat.

"So that's how it is," Ji Xiaqing laughed suddenly, "It turns out that the fragments are exactly the same as the Shoubai sword."

It turned out to be a fragment of Shoubai Sword.

Dragon Soul Soldiers, of course, can carry souls, and Shoubai, which was broken into pieces, protected one of his own souls in the big bang, and was brought here by a woman - the Tower of Babel more than ten years ago.

She remembered, what Su Bai told herself, that beautiful dream.

Qingdi stepped down from the high platform, hugging the girl who was having a nightmare.

She devoutly kissed the forehead of the girl below her, and hugged her in her arms, but tears slowly poured out.

She is not even considered a soul, but the reverberation of the will of the soul, brought to this time and space by Dahei.

"Little Bai, listen to me..."

"You will grow up in peace, you will meet many people, you will become smart and brave, and you will no longer be afraid of nightmares."

"You will meet an inexplicable woman in a practice exam, long-winded and mysterious and powerful."

"Stay away from her, don't fall in love with her."

Ji Xiaqing pressed against her forehead, warmed the girl's cold body with the remaining bright elements, and muttered to herself, "You must be a good person, a hero, and a wise king."

"Forget it," she suddenly shook her head vigorously, and smiled wryly, "It's too tiring to be a hero, you look at the fifth one, and then look at me."

"Don't be a hero, I just want you to live a simpler life."

She placed another kiss on Su Bai's forehead, and then it slowly disappeared into the air like fine sand passing by in the long river of time.

Xiaolong lying on the bed grunted, turned over, and clenched the fragments in his hand, as if holding a warm hand.

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Su Bai knelt in the room expressionlessly, looked at the broken Shou Bai sword on the ground, and stroked it lightly with trembling hands.

It's been a few days.

The civil strife in the Tower of Babel has been settled, the underground dragons dare not come out, and the human camp has its own protective shield. Although there is a blood debt with the Tower of Babel, it seems that for some reason, there is no conflict with the Tower of Babel.

Even Three Claws sent over a pair of elegiac couplets.

But she was torn to pieces.

Taiyi walked into the room slowly, looked at Su Bai absent-mindedly, sighed, and sat down beside her.

"Your Excellency, Tower Master, do you want to revive His Majesty Qingdi?"

Su Bai raised his head slowly, glanced at her, his face was pale, and he sneered.

"How did you resurrect?"

Ah Qing died so thoroughly that she didn't even leave a single hem of her clothes behind.

Taiyi smiled and was not annoyed, "First of all, the body is not a problem, and the appearance can be 100% restored to His Majesty's previous appearance, except that we cannot restore the forbidden technique - if we can restore it, Your Majesty will not have to die."

"Secondly, 90.00% of the memory can be recovered. This is still a conservative figure. If you are more optimistic, it should be 90.00%. Jiu, Your Majesty will not forget you." Taiyi looked at Su Bai's side face and said softly.

Su Bai frowned, turned his head, "What do you mean?"

Taiyi flipped his wrist, revealing a small black box.

"The Youth Dragon Clan Conference, His Majesty Qingdi has been connected to her for a long time with that memory reader," Taiyi smiled, "Although it was soon overwhelmed by the garbage data stream, I actually entered the comparison In time, His Majesty's memories—the memories before the Youth Dragon Clan Conference have all been engraved."

"The so-called memory is mostly data." She looked at Su Bai with a smile, "I am best at saving data."

"Ha," Su Bai forcefully raised the corners of his lips and smiled, then turned his head and looked into the distance, "I remember, you asked me once."

"If we have all the memories of a person, all the body data, and restore a person, do you think there is any difference between her and the original person?" Taiyi repeated the question.

"Of course there is," Su Bai stared at the white sword in a daze, "A penis without a soul is just a body controlled by hormones."

And here, it was empty, there was no more of Ah Qing's soul, not even fragments.

Taiyi laughed.

"What if I have His Majesty's core soul?"

Su Bai's eyes lit up, and his breathing became a little heavy.

In the superficial research on the soul of the Tower of Babel, there is such a theory: the core soul is the most precious part of a soul, and it is divisible, restorable and unique at the same time.

It probably means that the core soul that has been divided is separated and unified with the core soul, and can be slowly revived to replenish its strength.

"Where did you get Ah Qing's core soul?" She suppressed the joy in her heart and looked at Taiyi suspiciously.

Taiyi turned his palm again, revealing a small test tube, which contained a wisp of golden unknown substance.

Su Bai immediately held his breath.

Familiar breath.

"When His Majesty was registering residents' information at the Tower of Babel, I cut a little bit." Taiyi squinted his eyes and smiled, "At that time, Your Majesty cried out for pain a lot."

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