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

Shen Shuchou's figure appeared somewhat frail in the moonlight, as if he were carrying a heavy burden.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing his clothes to flutter slightly, but it did not disturb his contemplation in the slightest.

Shen Shuchou stood there quietly, blending into the moonlight, as if he had become a part of the silent night.

At this moment, Shen Shuchou felt utterly powerless. He didn't want to see Wen Muxuan end up like this, but he was powerless to help her.

"elder brother..."

At this moment, Pei Rou's soft voice rang in his ears, pulling Shen Shuchou back from his daze.

Shen Shuchou turned around, and the moonlight, like a light veil, shone on his gentle face.

"Why are you awake?"

Shen Shuchou reached out and gently stroked Pei Rou's head.

Just now, Pei Rou bravely stepped forward to protect Wen Muxuan, who was brimming with demonic energy. This scene left Shen Shuchou with mixed feelings.

Pei Rou's greatest wish was that Shen Shuchou would always stay by her side, and she would never allow anyone to hurt him.

But Shen Shuchou will eventually leave one day, and Pei Rou will be heartbroken then.

Even though Shen Shuchou was merely following the system's instructions, his heart was warm.

Every time Shen Shuchou saw their painful cries, his heart ached as well.

He had already witnessed this scene with Jiang Qianqiu and Hu Baibai.

But how could Shen Shuchou stop it? He couldn't stop it anyway.

His journey is longer than that of these female protagonists; this is only his third life.

Therefore, Shen Shuchou's gentleness towards Pei Rou during this period was genuine, and he always hoped that day would come later.

But after meeting Wen Muxuan tonight, Shen Shuchou felt a sense of foreboding.

Pei Rou doesn't want anything to happen to her brother.

A warm body pressed against Shen Shuchou's back, and a pair of small hands hugged him tightly, as if afraid that they would disappear in the next second.

Pei Rou's voice was full of worry, and her little head was pressed tightly against Shen Shuchou's back.

Shen Shuchou's throat bobbed, his face full of bitterness; he didn't know what to say.

"Brother will be alright, let's go back."

Shen Shuchou sighed inwardly and immediately took Pei Rou's hand and walked back.

"Um!"

Pei Rou gave a soft "hmm".

Letting Shen Shuchou hold that little hand, the two figures gradually disappeared into the moonlight and blended into the darkness.

Silent all night.

"Please...don't kill my third sister."

"She is innocent..."

Wen Yanyu's face lost all color, turning as pale as paper, as if her life force had been drained away.

She kept her eyes tightly closed, as if trying to shut out everything from the outside world, but it also seemed that she was simply too in pain to open them.

Her brows were furrowed, and her face was full of pain, as if she were silently enduring some great torment.

Her pale lips moved slightly, occasionally letting out soft murmurs.

The voice seemed to be a cry for help coming from the depths of the soul, filled with fear and helplessness.

Her body was trembling slightly, as if she were experiencing a terrible storm in a dream, and she was a lonely ship in that storm, swaying precariously.

"Third sister...no..."

The next moment, Wen Yanyu let out a cry of surprise and suddenly sat up in bed.

Large beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, and his chest heaved violently with fear.

She had just had a terrifying dream. The dream was hazy, and the only thing she could make out was Wen Muxuan's face, which was driven mad by hatred.

In the end of the dream, Wen Muxuan died by a sword, but what terrified Wen Yanyu the most was the owner of that sword.

The person who killed Wen Muxuan was herself.

"Impossible... How could I have killed my third sister? Impossible, impossible..."

Even though it was a dream, my feelings towards Wen Yanyu were incredibly real.

Wen Yanyu kept shaking her head, trying to dispel the scene she saw in her dream.

But that image remained etched in her mind, no matter how hard she tried to banish it.

Seeing this, Wen Yanyu looked around, trying to distract herself.

But she was no longer in the Zhengjian Hall. Looking out the window, she found that it was already daytime outside.

At this moment, Wen Yanyu seemed to have thought of something, and her heart trembled violently.

The scene at the Sword Proof Hall yesterday flashed through her mind. All she remembered was Li Jianxin's last order, which was to eliminate Wen Muxuan.

And now it's already the second day, could it be that Ye Xie has already set off?

Thinking of this, Wen Yanyu couldn't sit still any longer and hurriedly got out of bed and rushed out the door.

She had to find Wen Muxuan before Ye Xie. In Wen Yanyu's heart, even if her third sister was in a demonic state and couldn't wake up, it was better than losing her completely.

But when Wen Yanyu rushed to the door, she found that no matter how hard she pushed, the tightly closed wooden door wouldn't budge.

Upon seeing this, Wen Yanyu became anxious and unleashed a burst of sword energy.

The sword energy struck the door without having any effect whatsoever, not even causing a ripple.

Seeing this, Wen Yanyu understood that it was because Master Taiyue didn't want her to leave and had imprisoned her here.

"Master, please let Yan Yu leave."

Wen Yanyu shouted loudly in the empty room.

The sound echoed in the room, but there was no response from Master Taiyue.

"Master, please let Yan Yu leave. Yan Yu will only have Third Sister left."

Wen Yanyu knew that Taiyue Zhenren could definitely hear her voice.

Then, with a "thump," she immediately knelt on the cold floor, her eyes filled with tears as she spoke.

Despite this, there was still no response to Wen Yanyu.

"Master, Third Sister is Yan Yu's only close relative in life. If Third Sister dies, Yan Yu will not be able to survive in this world. Please, Master."

Wen Yanyu knelt on the ground, the cold floor chilling her to the bone, and her body trembled slightly.

The room was deathly silent, except for her voice echoing in the air, filled with endless despair.

His eyes were empty, as if they had lost all life, and his once hopeful heart had been swallowed by despair.

Tears slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the floor and splashing up tiny droplets.

Every tear represents her inner pain and helplessness.

Countless emotions were intertwined within him: worry for Wen Muxuan, resentment towards the sect's ruthlessness, but above all, boundless hatred for Ye Xie.

At this moment, even Wen Yanyu's cultivation level was churning like a surging wave.

Ugh!

Just then, a sigh came from somewhere.

Then, the tightly closed door creaked open on its own.

Seeing this, Wen Yanyu knew that Master Taiyue had agreed, and immediately shouted to the surroundings, "Yanyu thanks Master for granting my request."

After saying this, she wiped away her tears and flew straight towards the door, following her unique way of communicating with Wen Muxuan.

Wen Yanyu discovered that Wen Muxuan was currently in Qingshui County.

After Wen Yanyu left, Taiyue Zhenren appeared in the room.