I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"Little Flower Brother".

"Little Flower Brother?"

Ling Xiao's voice rang in her ears, and Xie Yuhua opened her eyes once more.

"It's an illusion again..." Xie Yuhua saw Ling Xiao's figure, and he rubbed his head, feeling a real headache.

Although it was easy to spot the flaws in these one or two illusions, there was still an illusion outside the illusion, and there was no way to get out. He began to feel uncertain, afraid that if he experienced too much, he would become like Zhuangzi, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, and be trapped here to die.

He needed to find a breakthrough, a way out. Thinking carefully, the focus of both illusions was actually on the child, meaning the breakthrough was actually the child.

"I'm a little cold," Jieyuhua said tentatively.

Ling Xiao didn't answer, but instead hugged him tightly, trying to warm him up in that way.

"Ling Xiao, tell me, how should I leave here?" Sometimes the answer might be the simplest way, and obviously, Jieyuhua wouldn't let that go.

"Do you want to leave me, Brother Xiaohua?" Ling Xiao looked at him with innocent eyes, his eyes as clear as spring water, but this only made Xie Yuhua feel more like running away.

The child's eyes had never been so pure before...

Jieyuhua nodded.

"Kill me," Ling Xiao said, somewhat dejected.

"What?" Although she had had this idea for a while, Xie Yuhua was still a little surprised to hear Ling Xiao say it himself.

"Kill me as you wish."

"As long as you kill me with your own hands, you can leave this illusion, Brother Xiaohua, isn't that what you want?" Ling Xiao said, placing the dagger into Xie Yuhua's hand.

—High place

Ling Xiao stood quietly on the hillside, watching the group run around on the ground, waving their fists at the air.

"Aren't you going to save them?" the red eyes in his mind asked him.

"Isn't the young man saving them?" Ling Xiao replied coldly. From his perspective, the young man below was cutting his own palm and feeding the blood to each person.

“It might not work…” the red-eyed man said.

"His blood was useless, what else do you think I can do?" Ling Xiao curled his lips into a slight smile.

"Don't give me that, you even lied to me. Xie Yuhua was right, you don't tell the truth a single word." The red-eyed man said as if mocking himself.

"Don't you consider yourself to be the future me? Why do you need to ask me?" Ling Xiao's tone was mocking.

"The guy's walking this way; he's spotted you," the red-eyed man warned.

"I can see, I'm not blind." Ling Xiao continued to look down indifferently.

"Did you find it?" The first thing the young man asked as he walked up was, "Did you find it?"

"Yes, but not many, only a dozen or so." Ling Xiao knew that the young man was talking about the Corpse Beetle Pill, and answered his question truthfully.

"How do I do it?" the young man asked.

"On the fifteenth of July, the gates of hell open wide."

At that time, my hair will turn red again, becoming poisonous blood. Then, I just need to take the Corpse Beetle Pill to activate the Corpse Beetle.

"As long as the corpse beetle ruptures my blood vessels, it will die inside me, I won't be turned into a forbidden woman, and I can gain a long life."

This is what Red Eyes told him, except that the only drawback is that his pupils can never change back. He still believes this statement, which coincides with his original intention.

So now Ling Xiao only needs to find those few members of the Wang family who were successfully tested to conduct further experiments and see how to improve the only obvious flaw: red eyes.