After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

"Brother, Pei Rou has been looking for you for so long."

Pei Rou's beautiful face was filled with endless desire in her eyes, and her soft voice trembled slightly.

Pei Rou traversed countless star fields, all in pursuit of her brother's figure.

As if guided by fate, she finally found the person she longed for in this world.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still. A deep emotion flowed in her eyes, as if she had a thousand words to express.

That slightly trembling voice added a touch of endearing fragility.

But in the end, they all turned into a hug, throwing themselves into Shen Shuchou's arms to savor this hard-won tenderness.

Shen Shuchou was taken aback. Feeling the trembling of the girl in his arms, he suddenly realized where the unease in his heart came from.

As Shao Miao looked at the couple embracing under the streetlights, she suddenly felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

Only after the two disappeared under the dim streetlights did Shao Miao leave, looking utterly lost.

Perhaps I've admitted my mistake.

That was just a silhouette.

Shao Miao asked herself this question.

On this side, Shen Shuchou had just brought Pei Rou home when the little girl couldn't wait to snuggle into his arms again.

"You're such a big kid, why are you still being carried? Get down first."

Shen Shuchou looked helplessly at Pei Rou, who was clinging to him like an octopus.

Pei Rou shook her head like a rattle-drum and said coquettishly, "No, no matter how old Pei Rou is, she will always be the little girl by her brother's side, and she will always want her brother to hold her."

After not seeing her brother for so long, Pei Rou only wanted to experience the warmth of her brother's embrace when she saw Shen Shuchou again.

Looking at Pei Rou in his arms, Shen Shuchou was filled with thoughts and couldn't help but recall that dark period in his third life.

The third life was a very bitter and dark one for both Shen Shuchou and Pei Rou, and the two of them relied on each other and traveled together.

Unlike the first life, there was no systematic provision, and one was well-fed and clothed without worrying about food or drink.

Unlike his second life, he didn't have a good background or a good master.

In his third life, Shen Shuchou suffered greatly from the very beginning. He crawled out of a pile of corpses, while Pei Rou was a refugee who had migrated from afar.

The year they met, Shen Shuchou was eleven years old and Pei Rou was only seven. The two, barely twenty years old combined, managed to survive in the dark and chaotic world.

Thinking back to that time, a deep sense of tenderness welled up in Shen Shuchou's eyes.

He didn't care; he didn't feel anything about dying, because he was never from that world anyway.

But Pei Rou was different. Everything she went through was for the sake of having a place to stay and a full meal in the chaos of the world.

"Brother, Pei Rou misses you so much. Pei Rou is so afraid that she will never find her brother again."

Pei Rou raised her tear-filled face and said.

"Silly girl, why do you have to look for me? We've already barely survived that dark and chaotic world."

Shen Shuchou habitually patted her little head and said.

"It's different, it's different."

Pei Rou's voice suddenly became somewhat agitated.

"And yet, how is it different?"

Shen Shuchou said softly.

"Because my brother is no longer there."

Pei Roumei's eyes were filled with tears.

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuchou felt a sharp pang in his heart and fell silent.

"If I don't have my brother, what's the point of Pei Rou trying to live?"

Pei Rou continued.

For Pei Rou, Shen Shuchou was the most important person in her heart, the motivation for her to live, and the light that guided her out of the darkness.

"If it weren't for my brother, Pei Rou would have starved to death that year. And without my brother, there would be no Pei Rou today."

"From now on, Pei Rou will protect my brother, and no one will be able to bully us anymore."

Pei Rou clenched her fist slightly.

In that dark and chaotic world, there was no humanity, no order, only slaughter and greed.

"Brother, please don't leave Pei Rou again, okay?"

Pei Rou stared intently into Shen Shuchou's eyes.

Seeing the expectation in the little girl's eyes, Shen Shuchou said gently, "Okay."

Upon hearing this, Pei Rou couldn't help but snuggle even closer into his arms.

Pei Rou found a comfortable position to lie in his arms, pressing her little head against his chest to listen to the strong beating.

Her delicate face greedily savored the scent of her brother, but as she smelled it, Pei Rou's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing Pei Rou's unusual behavior in his arms, Shen Shuchou asked.

"My brother smells like another woman."

Pei Rou raised her head, her voice suddenly becoming somewhat low.

"Is there?"

Shen Shuchou was slightly startled, but asked calmly.

Why are all these female leads so sensitive?

"No?"

Pei Rouqiong's nose twitched slightly, and she sniffed carefully again in Shen Shuchou's arms.

This time, she could smell the scent of another woman more accurately, which instantly displeased Pei Rou.

The thought of other women approaching her brother while she was away suddenly stirred a restless energy within Pei Rou.

Wisps of demonic energy, like ink, seeped from the hilt of the sword hanging at his waist, meandering and swirling in the air.

Seeing this, Shen Shuchou could no longer remain calm and hurriedly said, "Pei Rou, don't you believe your brother's words?"

In Shen Shuchou's memory, Pei Rou's peak strength could rank among the top three of the nine people, making her a terrifying existence who was in no way inferior to Jiang Qianqiu.

Especially the Listening to Spring Rain sword at her waist, which was a peerless demonic blade forged by fusing elements from a Netherworld Demon Prison.

Once unsheathed, the apparition of the Gates of Hell appears behind it, and terrifying demonic energy can instantly erode the entire sky, causing devastation to all living things.