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

In the blink of an eye!

Time flies like an arrow; a month has already passed in a flash.

For Shen Shuchou, the past month has undoubtedly been a long and extremely depressing period.

He was imprisoned in a room by Luo Shisan and completely deprived of his personal freedom.

The room was small and dark, like an invisible cage that tightly confined him.

Even the most basic things like eating and drinking are done by Luo Shisan himself.

Every day, Shen Shuchou was manipulated at will by Luo Shisan like a puppet on strings.

If Shen Shuchou were as obedient as before, that would be fine, but now Shen Shuchou can only resist.

Whenever Shen Shuchou glared at Luo Shisan with an expression of utter disgust and uttered some cold and ruthless words from his tightly pursed lips, Luo Shisan would instantly become even more frenzied.

She would stop at nothing to begin physically punishing Shen Shuchou.

Sometimes, she would use her slender yet powerful hands to tightly grip Shen Shuchou's neck, her face contorted with rage as she forced him to obey.

His fierce appearance made it seem as if he wanted to devour Shen Shuchou alive.

Sometimes, Luo Shisan would brandish his barbed whip and lash Shen Shuchou mercilessly.

The crisscrossing whip marks left shocking marks on his once smooth skin.

But after each time, Luo Shisan would feel heartache in his eyes and gently lick Shen Shuchou's bleeding wounds.

His eyes were filled with complex emotions: regret, pity, and an unspeakable obsession.

During this time, Leng Chaozhi tried to stop him more than once, and even Qingyu couldn't stand it anymore, but the two of them could not persuade Luo Shisan, who had completely fallen into a sick state.

In Luo Shisan's mind, there were no other thoughts.

No matter what extreme methods are used, as long as Shen Shuchou can return to his original obedient self and become the younger brother who belongs only to her, Luo Shisan.

She was willing to pay any price for it.

At this moment, in this dimly lit room that seems to be swallowed by darkness.

Shen Shuchou slumped weakly on the cold ground, as if he had lost all his strength, and was tightly embraced by Luo Shisan from behind.

Luo Shisan's gaze fell on the crisscrossing bloodstains on the back, and his eyes revealed a deep, almost overwhelming pity.

Some of the wounds have already scabbed over, those dark marks are the unique imprints left by Luo Shisan.

Some were newly formed wounds, with flesh and blood churning outwards and blood gushing out continuously; the bright red color stung Luo Shisan's eyes.

"Little brother, do you hate me?"

Luo Shisan's eerie voice quietly rose in the darkness, as if it came from the abyss, carrying endless resentment and unease.

Shen Shuchou's eyelids trembled slightly, as if a thousand emotions were surging in his eyes, but his dry lips remained tightly closed, as if locked by an invisible lock.

"Please don't hate your sister, okay? I just don't want you to leave me. Without you, I'll die."

Luo Shisan clung tightly to Shen Shuchou's back, her body trembling slightly, her voice filled with deep pleading and fear.

Hearing Luo Shisan's words, Shen Shuchou felt a mix of emotions welling up inside him.

He wasn't even a person of this world, so why would he hate Luo Shisan?

He just didn't expect that the female lead in this life would be so sickly.

But then he thought about Luo Shisan's experiences, and how Shen Shuchou had always acted like a good younger brother all these years.

This sudden and drastic change is unacceptable to anyone, but perhaps no one would react as madly as Luo Shisan.

Luo Shisan's heart clenched slightly again as he heard no reply from Shen Shuchou.

The pain seemed to spread throughout her body in that instant, almost suffocating her.

She didn't understand, she really didn't understand. She racked her brains but still couldn't figure out why her younger brother had suddenly become like this.

For the past month, no matter what she did, she took meticulous care of him with tenderness and affection, using endless gentleness to influence him.

They also ruthlessly imposed punishments, attempting to force him into submission through harsh methods.

But Shen Shuchou remained lifeless, showing no reaction to her actions, as if he had sealed his soul away in a corner no one could reach.

Luo Shisan hadn't heard Shen Shuchou call her "sister" for a long time.

That once incredibly affectionate title has now become her most longed-for yet most unattainable desire.

Thinking of this, Luo Shisan felt a pang of sorrow in his heart, and his eyes welled up with tears, the mist gradually condensing.

Tears, like pearls from a broken string, slid down gently, one drop after another, flowing into Shen Shuchou's bloody, gruesome wound.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Shisan clearly felt Shen Shuchou in his arms tremble slightly.

The tremor was so slight, yet so clearly transmitted to the depths of her heart, as if telling of unspeakable pain.

She gently reached out, her hand trembling, and carefully stroked Shen Shuchou's back, her voice as soft as a whisper in the night breeze: "Does it hurt a lot, little brother?"

"Don't blame your sister, and don't hate your sister. It was your sister who raised you. Your life belongs to me, and you can only belong to your sister."

Luo Shisan insisted.

Then Luo Shisan extended his scarlet tongue and gently licked the bleeding stain.

The smell of blood, accompanied by a slight saltiness, instantly entered Luo Shisan's taste buds.

At this moment, Luo Shisan's face revealed an expression of intoxication. Her slightly narrowed eyes seemed to be enjoying the blood on the tip of her tongue, as if this blood could fill some kind of void deep in her heart.

In the dark space, Luo Shisan remained silent, with only the sounds of breathing and licking echoing in the air.

Tomorrow, she will leave the Holy City, taking Shen Shuchou with her and keeping him by her side forever.

Time passed, and Luo Shisan's movements gradually ceased, his breathing becoming steady, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Shen Shuchou opened his tired eyes and gently tried to break free from Luo Shisan's embrace.

His movements aggravated the wounds on his back, causing him to wince in pain.

Despite the intense pain, Shen Shuchou carefully got out of bed.

Having been locked in his room for a whole month, Shen Shuchou just wanted to go out for some fresh air while Luo Shisan was away.

Shen Shuchou glanced back at Luo Shisan's silhouette in the darkness, then slowly walked towards the door.

With a slight creak, the tightly closed door opened a crack.

A beam of cool moonlight shone in, but it was blocked by Shen Shuchou's body.

Shen Shuchou's figure slipped silently through the tiny crack like an eel.

Looking up at the pristine white ground bathed in the gentle moonlight, he couldn't help but take a deep, refreshing breath of air, as if trying to inhale the long-lost feeling of freedom into his chest.

However, before Shen Shuchou could linger in this wonderful atmosphere for even a few more seconds...

He then keenly noticed that a shadow had suddenly appeared next to his own long shadow.

A bitter smile involuntarily appeared on Shen Shuchou's lips. He didn't even need to turn around to know who the newcomer was.

"Little brother! Where are you going?"

A chilling voice, seemingly carrying frost, suddenly rang out behind Shen Shuchou.

"Luo Shisan, you either kill me or let me go."

Shen Shuchou took another deep breath, trying to adjust his expression, and spoke numbly.

These words were spoken.

A chilling current, so intense it seemed to freeze everything, surged through the air instantly.

The next second, Shen Shuchou's figure suddenly retreated rapidly, as if an invisible and powerful force was dragging him away.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Shuchou's figure vanished from the gentle moonlight, once again being mercilessly dragged into the endless abyss of darkness behind the door.

With a "creak"!

The crack in the door closed tightly again, mercilessly cutting off the reflection of the bright moonlight.