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

Wen Muxuan did not reply, but her pretty face was covered with frost.

He channeled his inner energy into Shen Shuchou's body, repairing his severely injured body along the meridians.

In just a short while, Shen Shuchou's health was fine.

"You win, but I will come back to find you. The promise I made to you will be delivered later."

Although Wen Muxuan felt a little uncomfortable, she still generously acknowledged Shen Shuchou's victory.

Thank you.

Shen Shuchou's face was still somewhat pale, but he forced a smile.

"snort!"

Wen Muxuan turned her face away haughtily and gave a soft snort.

Wen Muxuan wouldn't stoop to cheating on a mere mortal; she keeps her word, and if she loses, she loses.

After saying this, Wen Muxuan was about to leave when Shen Shuchou quickly called her back.

"Miss Wen, your things."

Shen Shuchou was about to return the strand of hair in his hand to Wen Muxuan.

"I don't want it anymore. You keep it for me. If you lose it, I'll kill you."

Wen Muxuan thought Shen Shuchou was humiliating her, and said coldly with her red lips.

If she were to accept it, it would mean accepting Shen Shuchou's humiliation. A woman's hair is usually only used as a token of love to give to the man she loves.

But Wen Muxuan only saw Shen Shuchou's actions as a humiliation by the victor, and naturally she wouldn't accept them.

Then, leaving everyone with only an extremely beautiful figure, she disappeared into the vast white world in just a few breaths.

What kind of mess is this?!

Shen Shuchou gave a bitter smile and thought to himself.

He simply felt it was wrong to cut off a piece of her hair and wanted to return it to her.

Shen Shuchou's original goal was simply to cut off a piece of the other party's clothes.

Wen Muxuan didn't go far, but stopped at a certain spot to reflect on her failure.

The biggest reason is that she was too arrogant, or rather, she never took Shen Shuchou seriously.

How could a strong person possibly treat a weak person with respect?

In Wen Muxuan's mind, Shen Shuchou's attempt to meet her was undoubtedly a futile and overestimating attempt.

But the final result was a crushing blow to Wen Muxuan. She, a dignified cultivator of the Spirit Realm, was actually defeated by a mortal.

From the disbelief and inability to accept the defeat at the time, I have gradually calmed down now.

Slowly, Wen Muxuan's gaze shifted, and she found herself back in Shen Shuchou's view.

The scene of the battle just now reappeared in Wen Muxuan's eyes.

Shen Shuchou's first two strikes seemed fast, but in Wen Muxuan's eyes they were as slow as a tortoise crawling, and she easily dodged them.

The first two strikes weren't anything special; Wen Muxuan was mainly focused on his third strike.

The third move was Shen Shuchou using the snow on the ground to create a barrier between the two, so as to block Wen Muxuan's first glance.

Shen Shuchou knew that if he attacked immediately, his blade would be dodged.

The only way to defeat Wen Muxuan was to use other factors. Shen Shuchou listened to the spring rain stirring up a blizzard, creating a fake sword-wielding illusion.

Shen Shuchou gambled that Wen Muxuan would dodge first, so that his second strike could approach her undetected.

Only in this way can we seize the opportunity to achieve this almost impossible victory.

"An interesting little guy."

Wen Muxuan's eyes regained their clarity, and she turned her beautiful eyes back with a smile and a soft whisper.

Then, without lingering, it vanished from the spot in an instant.

She'll get her revenge next time, even if she loses face today.

"Brother, how are you feeling?"

Pei Rou's small face was covered with clear tears.

Pei Rou witnessed the entire scene of Shen Shuchou being kicked away.

At that moment, Pei Rou felt as if the sky that had just been built in her heart was about to collapse.

Pei Rou had never hated anyone as much as she did at this moment.

Even though she had suffered from hardship and hunger before meeting Shen Shuchou, Pei Rou never harbored any hatred.

But at this moment, Pei Rou felt immense resentment towards the arrogant Wen Muxuan.

Although Pei Rou and Shen Shuchou had only just met, the feeling he gave Pei Rou was unprecedented.

The two lived together for many years, just like a brother and sister.

Aside from her deceased parents, no one had ever entered her heart, which had been frozen by fate, with such gentleness as Shen Shuchou.

"I'm fine, I feel much better."

Shen Shuchou smiled gently and reached out to rub Pei Rou's head lightly.

"Brother Shen, if something happens to you, I will never be able to forgive myself."

Wen Yanyu's delicate face was also covered with tears.

"Okay, okay, stop crying, I'm really okay now."

Shen Shuchou smiled slightly as he looked at the two little ones.

He then stood up and walked a few steps to prove that he was really alright.

Seeing Shen Shuchou jumping around, the two girls breathed a sigh of relief.

"You must be hungry."

Shen Shuchou looked at the two of them and suddenly said.

It was dawn, and Wen Muxuan had dragged him out before he could even eat.

The two girls glanced at each other, then lowered their heads.

Seeing this, Shen Shuchou smiled slightly and immediately pulled the two of them back into the small shed.

The remaining refugees huddled together, looking at each other, completely oblivious to the battle that had just taken place.

The two could only appear here and there, and in the end, only Shen Shuchou's figure was seen being thrown out in the swirling snow.

"Is that all? I wasn't satisfied yet."

I don't know who said it.

"You think you can enjoy watching with those dead fish eyes of yours?"

The old man suddenly retorted.

The refugees then dispersed, some gathering together to chat, others huddling in their simple, drafty shacks.

Or perhaps they'll continue cooking in a large pot, stewing rice and meat.

Some refugees even looked down on the rations provided by the inner-city families.

It's nowhere near as fragrant as the rice and meat in the pot; perhaps one day it won't be able to withstand the cold and will die in the snow.

So what awaits him is to be thrown into a boiling cauldron and become meat in someone else's mouth.

Wen Yanyu ultimately did not stay, but instead returned to the inner city with the Wen family.

Shen Shuchou kept putting food on Pei Rou's plate, while he himself just ate steamed buns and drank thin porridge.

"Brother, you should eat too."

Upon seeing this, Pei Rou immediately put the meat back in her pocket.

"I'm not hungry, you're the one who should eat more."

Shen Shuchou laughed.

"If my brother won't eat, then Pei Rou won't eat either."

Seeing this, Pei Rou pouted her cute little mouth and said.

"Okay, okay, brother, you can eat."

Seeing the little girl's expression, Shen Shuchou had no choice but to pick up the meat and put it to his mouth.

The meal ended slowly as the brother and sister politely declined each other's offer.

Not long after the meal, members of the Wen family came to the door and handed Shen Shuchou a bag full of meat.

This scene immediately attracted the greedy eyes of many refugees, but due to Shen Shuchou's terrifying strength, they dared not act rashly.

Looking at the bag of meat, Shen Shuchou smiled with satisfaction.

This beating wasn't for nothing; although it wasn't a lot, it was enough for Pei Rou to recover.

I casually placed the bag in the corner, but when I turned around, I found the little girl with a pout, looking rather unhappy.

"What's wrong?"

Upon seeing this, Shen Shuchou couldn't help but ask.

Pei Rou looked at Shen Shuchou, who had a gentle smile on his face, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Brother, I hate her."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuchou knew that the little girl had just seen him get beaten up and had come to dislike Wen Muxuan.

He immediately went to her side, rubbed her little head and said, "Brother is alright."

"Brother, please don't see her anymore, okay?"

Pei Rou took the opportunity to throw herself into Shen Shuchou's arms, greedily inhaling his scent.

Pei Rou simply didn't want to see her brother get hurt because of her again.

Shen Shuchou just smiled without saying a word, his hands, which were not much bigger than Pei Rou's, kept rubbing.