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

This sudden scene immediately stunned everyone.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you. What's your name?"

Shen Shuchou gently reached out to pat Pei Rou's head.

Pei Rou seemed to be startled by the scene before her, and her delicate body subconsciously took a step back.

Seeing Pei Rou's fright, Shen Shuchou smiled slightly. After all, they had only just met, and in this situation, he could understand Pei Rou's feelings.

Just as he was about to pull his hand back, a small, thin hand grabbed his and then slowly placed it on his head.

"My name is Pei Rou."

A ray of light seemed to rise in Pei Rou's desperate eyes, and a slight blush appeared on her small face, which had turned purple from the cold.

Aside from her deceased parents, this was the first time Pei Rou had ever had her head touched by anyone else.

Shen Shuchou's words, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you," struck her fragile heart like a heavy hammer.

Looking at the boy who was several heads taller than her, an unprecedented sense of security welled up in her heart.

Shen Shuchou smiled, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze that touched Pei Rou's heartstrings, leaving her momentarily captivated.

"What do you want to do, Shen boy?"

At this moment, the bald man beside him looked at Shen Shuchou with a wary gaze.

Shen Shuchou turned his head, and in an instant, the gentle smile on his face turned into a cold chill.

"You can't touch her."

Shen Shuchou pointed to Pei Rou, who was standing to the side.

His soft words carried an unyielding chill, sounding more like an order to him.

Upon hearing this, the bald man's eyes immediately darkened: "Shen boy, you won't eat it yourself, but you won't let us eat it. What you're doing is making an enemy of us and cutting off our way of survival."

"What if someone tries to cut off our livelihood?"

The bald man looked around.

"Whoever cuts off our way to survival, we'll kill him."

"kill."

Some of the refugees around him were holding spears and staring at Shen Shuchou menacingly.

"Shen boy, I admit you're very capable, but with so many of us, do you really think you can save her? That's just how things are in this chaotic world. Stop pretending to be a good guy."

Seeing so many people responding, the bald man looked at Shen Shuchou with disdain.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Shuchou became the target of everyone's attacks.

"Thank you for standing up for me, please don't worry about me anymore."

Pei Rou gently pinched the hem of Shen Shuchou's clothes and whispered.

Do you believe me?

Shen Shuchou paid no attention to the gazes of the crowd, turned around, bent down, and gently took her small hand.

Looking into Shen Shuchou's determined eyes and confident demeanor, Pei Rou was momentarily moved and couldn't help but say, "I believe you."

Shen Shuchou smiled slightly and said nothing more. He squeezed her small hand and then turned around.

A cold glint flashed in Shen Shuchou's eyes, filled with chilling killing intent, as he said, "I can't control others, but I'm determined to protect her."

"You're courting death. Well then, today I'll slaughter you and put you in the pot. I want to see if your flesh is as tough as your mouth."

Relying on the large number of people behind him, Baldy is no longer afraid of Shen Shuchou.

"Let's all go together! Whoever kills him will be rewarded with a powerful leg."

The bald man gave a cold shout.

Upon hearing this, a look of greed immediately appeared on the faces of the refugees behind him.

Tempted by the prospect of meat, these people instantly disregarded life and death.

Although some of the old refugees here were well aware of how terrifying the boy in front of them was.

But after all, there are so many of them, and surviving in chaotic times is already incredibly difficult. It is absolutely unacceptable for someone to cut off their path to survival.

In an instant!

Many people slowly approached, their cold spears pointing directly at Shen Shuchou.

Clang!

Shen Shuchou flicked Ting Chunyu's wrist, and instantly the world erupted with the sharp whistling of blades.

"Which is more tempting, the food or the fear of death?"

Despite the crowd's relentless pressure, Shen Shuchou remained calm and even posed a question to Pei Rou beside him.

Pei Rou glanced at the approaching crowd, then at Shen Shuchou, and whispered, "Food?"

"The fear of death is greater."

Shen Shuchou shook his head slightly.

Why?

Pei Rou was somewhat puzzled, but these refugees didn't seem to be very afraid of death.

"Pei Rou, let me teach you a lesson on our first meeting. To survive in this chaotic world, you don't rely on luck, but on ruthlessness. As long as you are ruthless enough and kill enough people, they will fear you and experience the terror of death. In such a chaotic world, everyone is equal only in the face of death."

Shen Shuchou seemed to know what Pei Rou was thinking, and explained with a slight smile.

The next moment, Shen Shuchou's figure flashed, and he launched his attack instantly like a ghost. The Listening to Spring Rain in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air, stirring up a blizzard accompanied by a piercing whistling sound.

The gleaming blade was like a vengeful ghost, and within a few breaths, several heads fell to the ground.

Fresh blood, like specks of red plum blossoms, bloomed amidst the flying snow, creating a unique picture.

Blood mingled with snowflakes, the crimson blood standing out starkly against the white frost, as if drawing eerie patterns on the snow.

Snowflakes continued to fall, and Shen Shuchou's figure weaved through the crowd, the shadow of his sword gradually merging with the glistening snowflakes.

This intertwined scene of bloodshed and tragedy slowly instilled a profound fear in the hearts of the others.

Under Shen Shuchou's terrifying blade, the fragility and impermanence of life were demonstrated to everyone.

In a matter of moments, all the refugees who had surrounded them died lifelessly under the blade.

The remaining refugees who hadn't yet gathered around were completely terrified by the horrific scene. They retreated in fear, staring at the thin boy standing amidst the corpses.

The bald refugee was now all alone, and his eyes held an unconcealable fear.

Looking at Shen Shuchou, who seemed like a demon god, he secretly swallowed.

"Brother Shen, please don't kill me. Do whatever you want with her."

The bald-headed refugee immediately begged for mercy.

Under the shadow of death, he unleashed a powerful will to survive.

"Did Pei Rou remember that?"

Shen Shuchou didn't look at him, but turned around and gave Pei Rou a gentle smile.

This radiant smile was a world apart from the cold, ruthless killing he had just displayed.

Pei Rou's eyes showed a hint of fear, but she still nodded and said, "I understand."

"Of course, there's one more thing: when killing someone, you must nip it in the bud and eliminate all traces; never be soft-hearted."

Shen Shuchou added with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the bald-headed refugee immediately realized that Shen Shuchou had no intention of letting him go. He was terrified and, without any hesitation, turned to flee.

Shen Shuchou didn't even look at him, and gently flicked the Listening Spring Rain in his hand.

Clang!

The sound of swords clashing echoed through the wind and snow.

The blood covering the blade shot out like an arrow, disappearing into the air in an instant.

"what!"

The bald vagrant let out a shrill scream, his body instantly collapsing to the ground. His eyes widened, and he clutched his throat with both hands. Blood instantly soaked his entire body. He struggled for a moment like a dead fish before becoming still.

After dealing with the others, Shen Shuchou returned to Pei Rou's side, extending a hand and saying, "Come with me!"

Without hesitation, Pei Rou placed her small hand on it.

"Good girl."

Shen Shuchou smiled slightly, then led Pei Rou towards the erected shed.

Two small figures walked one after the other, their tiny hands clasped tightly together, sharing warmth and strength, finding solace in this vast sea of ​​snow.

In the wind and snow, their figures gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this moment, their fates are intertwined, and together they will write the story of the future.