Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Seeing the girl in the golden light, Han Ying and Mo Yu fell silent at the same time.

Although they had already expected this possibility, it came too soon!

And as if she saw their doubts, the girl opened her lips lightly and made a voice that seemed young, but also full of vicissitudes of life.

"Fourteen days is the time limit designed by the Lord based on me five hundred years ago. Five hundred years later, I will be far stronger and more complete than I was then. Therefore, the evolution from the incarnation to the original body is no longer necessary. So long."

Han Ying remained silent.

As the true deity, the deity who has used incarnation magical powers many times to fill in the gaps in Han Ying's life, she knows better than anyone else what changes five hundred years will bring.

Because of this, it was clear that the fourteen days had just passed halfway, and she already had to explain some... funeral matters to Mo Yu.

However, although she had expected many situations, she never expected that the avatar would contact her at this time and assume an almost provocative posture.

This is definitely not her style. As an incarnation, as all incarnations that use this deity as a template, she on the other side of the talisman should not behave in any other way.

Looking at the petite and exquisite woman with an appearance between a child and a girl in the golden light, Han Ying suddenly had an unknown premonition.

A premonition that is worse than the original worst expectation.

But he saw Lu Youyou opposite, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, and the teasing look on his delicate and flawless face became a little more intense.

"Temporarily transferring Mo Yu is a risky move. If you cannot return to the throne in a short time with the help of Yao Sword, then without Mo Yu's restraint, my growth will only be faster. And the speech at the award ceremony, Yi Yi The reverence of thousands of spectators is a powerful catalyst. Now, even if Mo Yu returns, even if she holds the Yao sword, she will not be able to interfere with me. "

After a pause, Lu Youyou said again: "Not only Mo Yu, no one in the hundred kingdoms of the Immortal Alliance can interfere with me. Jinlu Hall can't, Taixu Tianzun can't, even the Lord can't. ”

Han Ying asked: "So what do you want to do?"

Lu Youyou smiled and said: "How could you not know what I want to do? After all, I am you and you are me."

Hearing this, Han Ying finally couldn't help but change her expression: "Don't be stupid!"

Lu Youyou said: "Who is making the mistake? The person who is willing to sink into the incarnation? Or the person who wants to grasp the identity of the real person, even if only for a moment?"

As he spoke, Lu Youyou's voice suddenly lost its immature childlike tone, leaving only vicissitudes and decay.

The image of her in the projection of the talisman faded at an alarming speed, and her long light brown hair turned into snow-white in the blink of an eye. The delicate face is still flawless, but the two eyes have lost their aura.

Her voice became even more fragile and decayed, as if it would dissipate in the wind at any time.

"It's a pity that I can only do this one step... As an immortal species, self-destruction is absolutely impossible... So for the next hundred years, I will sleep beside the Lord and never wake up."

Han Ying watched helplessly as she cut off her vitality on the other side of the magic talisman. She realized that her worst guess had finally come true. For a moment, she felt as if all the energy and blood in her body had frozen, and she felt dizzy.

"you……"

Lu Youyou said softly: "It has always been our dream to always be by your Lord's side. I'm sorry that I have to be the first to do so."

Mo Yu just recovered from the shock and asked anxiously: "If you fall asleep, what will the Amyrlin do?"

Lu Youyou looked at Han Ying and said calmly: "She is the owner of the Amyrlin Seat. She needs to find a solution for this matter."

"...You don't have to be like this." Han Ying said, "You are me. The Amyrlin Seat now belongs to you, and you are the owner of the Amyrlin Seat."

Lu Youyou chuckled and said: "Yes, you are me, so if you were in my position, you would make the same choice as me, wouldn't you? No matter how close the incarnation evolves to the original self, you will still meet me after all. There is an insurmountable limit. For example, Mo Yu chooses to follow you instead of me. If my true identity is exposed, the world will not be able to acknowledge my existence like you, even if I really can. It's no different from me. What's more, the final gift from the Lord is in your hands... The Lord has set a fourteen-day time limit for the incarnation of the magical power. It is not only a time limit for you, but also for me. I have fourteen days to make my choice. However, five hundred years have passed and it no longer takes me fourteen days to make my choice.”

At this point, Lu Youyou's words were already weak, but at the last moment, a trace of remaining spiritual light suddenly burst out in her eyes.

"I am you. Your distrust in me is also your distrust in yourself. You never believe that you can do as well as the Lord wants you to do. But now, you can have more confidence in yourself. Self The awareness of protection is rooted deep in the blood and soul of the spirit deer, so the weak group can enjoy a long life and endless reproduction. Today, the auspicious spirit deer no longer exists... …”

The next moment, the golden light went out and the talisman fell to the ground.

Han Ying looked at the dull talisman on the ground and whispered: "...the fire of civilization will burn forever."

As she finished speaking, a pair of gentle arms hugged her.

"Sir." Mo Yu's voice whispered in Han Ying's ear, "Sir, don't leave me, don't..."

Han Ying remained silent.

"I don't want to see you sacrifice your life..."

Han Ying waited a long time until her shoulders were slightly wet, and finally she was able to speak.

"I will not sacrifice casually, and I will not let her sacrifice go to waste... But, Mo Yu, I need you to leave Rongcheng now."

"I don't want to!"

"The Jade Throne is empty, and someone must return to guard it. Before I find a way to return, I can only remotely control the Jade Throne through the sky of Yongxia Palace, and I need your cooperation."

As she spoke, Han Ying reached out and patted the back of Mo Yu's hand.

"You are the chief steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, my confidant and brother, and you are the only one I can rely on now."

Mo Yu never replied.

Han Ying smiled gently and said, "It's not that I won't let you come back. It only takes an hour to travel between Rongcheng and Youcheng by riding the Gangfeng Dragon, not to mention that you can also walk the Jianmu Trail. When I need you, I will ask you to help me."

"..."

Han Ying said again, "Because of the incarnation, no, because of my willfulness, the throne is vacant. If you can't help me make up for it, if something happens, I really have no face to face the Lord. Especially now is the critical time for pioneering... Mo Yu, you should hate desolation more than anyone else."

"Your Highness, I understand."

The next moment, the chief steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs had returned to her dignified and noble posture. She bowed to Han Ying and forced a smile on her face.

"Then, I will take my leave... I just hope that you will come back as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, I will."

After Mo Yu left, Han Ying was finally the only one in the huge room.

The late autumn sun shone through the window, reflecting the bright room, but Han Ying could only think of the winter scene in her heart.