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

"No! Brother."

Pei Rou's bloodshot eyes narrowed sharply, as if one could see the fear and panic hidden within them.

A look of panic, unseen for a long time, appeared on that cold face.

She never imagined that her brother would go so far as to cut off his own arm to break free from the constraints in order to avoid being disturbed by the blood.

At this moment, she could no longer care about anything else, even though the bloodlust in her heart was still driving her to destroy this world.

But Pei Rou didn't want to see her brother get hurt, and she didn't want to lose him.

Immediately, her figure transformed into a swift, blood-red gust of wind, recklessly hurtling towards Shen Shuchou's falling form.

However, at that moment, a white figure was one step ahead of her and caught Shen Shuchou's falling figure in advance.

Shen Shuchou lay in a soft embrace, the blood from his severed arm instantly soaking his pristine white clothes.

When he struggled to raise his eyes, they met Luo Shisan's tear-filled eyes.

"Little brother...did she hurt you?"

Luo Shisan spoke with tears streaming down his face and his voice trembling, filled with endless heartache and worry.

At this moment, Shen Shuchou was too weak to even utter a single word. He could only blink weakly, his eyes filled with deep exhaustion and unspeakable pain.

Luo Shisan gently pressed her finger to Shen Shuchou's lips, her voice as soft as a spring breeze: "Little brother, I'm late. Give her to me, and you should get some sleep. When you wake up, I'll take you back to our home. Aunt Leng misses you very much."

Shen Shuchou, who was already exhausted, felt as if his whole world had collapsed when he heard these words.

Luo Shisan gently placed Shen Shuchou in a relatively safe place, just as Su Changkong arrived at that moment.

"Could you look after my younger brother for me temporarily?"

Luo Shisan turned to look at Su Changkong and said calmly.

Su Changkong trembled. His intuition told him that this woman in white, stained with blood, possessed the powerful strength to kill him in an instant.

He had neither the right nor the courage to refuse.

"Senior, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of him."

Su Changkong tried hard to keep his voice steady, but the slight tremor betrayed his inner fear.

"Thanks!"

Luo Shisan nodded slightly.

Then she pressed her forehead against Shen Shuchou's forehead and gently comforted him, "Little brother, please believe me, everything will be alright."

After speaking, Luo Shisan slowly withdrew the gentle expression from his face, which instantly transformed into a chilling killing intent.

"Ao Zi".

Luo Shisan said it in a calm voice.

"roar!"

The next moment, a tremendous dragon roar resounded throughout the entire sky.

Su Changkong's pupils dilated violently; he saw something he could never have imagined in his entire life.

It was a dragon, a huge dragon, its purple-gold scales shimmering with a mysterious light amidst the blood and darkness.

The enormous dragon head and the golden vertical pupils all proclaim the supreme majesty of a true dragon.

The giant purple-gold dragon swung its massive body rapidly toward Luo Shisan. When Ao Zi saw the dying Shen Shuchou, a surge of demonic energy burst forth.

This demonic aura caused the entire sky to tremble, and Su Changkong's legs went weak, causing him to collapse on the spot.

"What's next?"

Ao Zi opened her blood-red maw and said coldly, her voice seemingly coming from the deepest abyss, sending chills down one's spine.

Luo Shisan said calmly, "Kill her."

Ao Zi didn't speak again. The enormous dragon body slowly transformed into a stream of light, and finally became a black and white longsword that fell into Luo Shisan's hand.

Finally, Luo Shisan took one last gentle look at the heavily injured Shen Shuchou, then flashed and appeared in front of Pei Rou.

"You hurt my brother, and today you will pay with your life."

Luo Shisan said coldly, his tone filled with resolute killing intent.

Pei Rou breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Shen Shuchou lying on the ground, temporarily unharmed.

Facing the murderous Luo Shisan, she naturally couldn't afford to be at a disadvantage.

"It's not your place to demand an explanation from my brother."

Pei Rou pointed at Luo Shisan with the Listening to Spring Rain in her hand and said coldly, her eyes full of stubbornness and unyieldingness.

Red Rain in the Sea of ​​Blood was extremely excited at this moment; she had long wanted to fight Ao Zi in the Abyss of Fate.

Only then did Su Changkong notice another figure in the sky. Judging from the blood energy surging around her, it was not hard to guess that this person was the culprit who caused everything.

Finally, Su Changkong turned his gaze to the pale-faced boy on the ground.

For some reason, Su Changkong felt that the other party was somewhat familiar.

He first used his inner energy to seal the wound, and then looked up at the two terrifying figures in the sky. He knew that a world-destroying battle was about to begin.

He couldn't help but feel relieved that his level-one alert was the right thing to do, but even with such a terrifying existence, Su Changkong was still uncertain.

At this moment, Su Changkong was completely unaware that a red figure was standing blankly behind him, like a frozen statue.

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It wasn't until a clear and rhythmic footstep sounded that Su Changkong snapped out of his daze, and he turned his head sharply at lightning speed.

Then a woman with a captivating figure appeared behind them.

She wore an ancient red wedding dress, the vibrant red seemingly dyed with blood, exuding a mysterious and alluring aura.

Although she wore a magnificent phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, which completely covered her face, making it impossible to see her features or discern her expression.

But Su Changkong's intuition told him that her burning gaze was fixed on the unconscious boy beside her, without ever shifting for a moment.

"Can I have him?"

The woman in the wedding dress spoke as softly as falling snowflakes, yet with a chilling quality that seemed capable of freezing the entire world in an instant.

Su Changkong was drenched in sweat, with large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

He knew very well that the person who could appear here at such a crucial moment was definitely not an ordinary person.

However, since he had just solemnly promised the woman in white to take good care of Shen Shuchou, he dared not easily hand Shen Shuchou over.

Just as Su Changkong was about to steel himself and say something to refuse, the woman in the wedding dress in front of him spoke again in a leisurely voice: "I am his wife."

Having said that, the patience in the woman in the wedding dress gradually disappeared. Without further hesitation, she slowly walked up to Shen Shuchou.

A slender hand gently stroked Shen Shuchou's pale face, murmuring, "Husband, Shushuang is here."

Then, to Su Changkong's astonishment, Fifth Shushuang gently yet firmly embraced Shen Shuchou's body, and like a phantom, disappeared from Su Changkong's sight in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, in the sky above Blue Star, Fox White's heart suddenly trembled violently without warning, and a trace of panic instantly appeared on her beautiful face.

A strong intuition deep within her heart, like surging waves, kept crashing against her soul, telling her that something bad had happened.

Jiang Qianqiu lay quietly in her arms. She had just escaped from the Silver Stream Land, and in her heart, there was only one possibility for the person who had been in trouble at this moment.

That was the master she had been longing for.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Fox White's voice was filled with anxiety and worry. She sped up without regard for anything else, plunging down towards the blue star below like a bolt of lightning.

Please: I have something to say right now. I'm feeling quite conflicted and can't calm down.

I've been put in a dark room for rectification, so I might not be able to update for a while. But I will keep writing, and I can keep some drafts on hand. I'll publish them when I get out!

My feelings are very complicated and I feel very upset right now. My emotions are fluctuating and it's hard for me to calm down.

More than anything, I feel sorry for you all. I'm very grateful for your support, but I'm sorry for staying up so late every day to follow my updates. Even though my writing isn't very good, I'm still honored to have your support. Thank you everyone.