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

At this moment, Shao Miao, pale-faced, hid in a corner, with a middle-aged couple beside her.

She only went out to buy medicine for her mother, but ended up encountering a monster.

Finally, she was herded into Ningfang Building along with the others. This was the second time she had encountered this situation in a short period of time.

Shao Miao's mood slowly plummeted to rock bottom.

She and the couple were hiding in the kitchen of a milk tea shop on the second floor.

At this moment, footsteps approached from outside, then suddenly stopped. In this tense atmosphere, the three dared not make a sound, their hearts pounding.

An invisible sense of suffocation and despair permeated the small kitchen.

At that moment, the footsteps outside began to move, heading directly towards the three of them.

Shao Miao and the couple covered their mouths tightly, hoping that the footsteps outside would leave quickly.

"I know some of you are hiding here. Coming out now will make your deaths easier. If I catch you, you'll suffer a terrible fate."

A mocking voice came from outside.

Like the Grim Reaper taking lives, the cold scythe mercilessly reaped one vibrant life after another.

The tension in the three of them seemed to snap suddenly, and fear surged into their hearts.

The footsteps outside grew closer and closer to the kitchen, and the middle-aged woman seemed unable to bear the torment any longer.

Suddenly, he said to Shao Miao, "Little girl, let's block the door together."

Shao Miao nodded quickly upon hearing this, her pale face pale.

It seems that this is the only way to fight for a chance at survival right now.

Just as Shao Miao's frail body reached the door, a pair of hands reached out from behind and forcefully pushed her out.

The door suddenly closed at that moment, and Shao Miao was instantly stunned.

Looking back in disbelief, all I could see was the tightly closed iron gate.

"Little girl, please don't blame me. Please don't tell us we were inside. I beg you, I have a son who is only ten years old. I am a mother and I don't want him to lose his mother's love at such a young age."

A woman's desperate pleas came from behind the door.

The middle-aged man was stunned by his wife's actions.

"What are you standing there for? Come and block the door. It's better for one of us to die than for you and me to die."

The woman scolded in a low voice.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and braced it firmly against the door.

Though separated by only a door, Shao Miao overheard these words.

Why push yourself out? We agreed to block the door together.

Shao Miao was just a seventeen-year-old girl who had never harbored any ill will toward anyone else, nor had she ever experienced the cruelty of humanity.

Shao Miao stood alone in front of the door, at a loss, her beautiful face filled with despair.

Two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks, seemingly because the woman's first words reminded her of her seriously ill mother at home.

I can't die!

My mother can't lose me, otherwise no one will buy medicine for her.

A strong will to survive prevented Shao Miao from sitting idly by. The footsteps outside, disturbed by the commotion inside, were now rushing over.

Looking around, the only place to hide was a small storage cabinet. Fortunately, there wasn't much clutter inside, and since Shao Miao was petite, she easily slipped inside.

Hiding in the cupboard, Shao Miao dared not breathe, covering her mouth with her hands and peeking through the only gap. A dark figure appeared in the kitchen.

The couple also sensed footsteps moving outside the door and wondered why there were no screams coming out.

At the same time, they couldn't help but worry that Shao Miao, who had just been pushed out, might expose their location.

"Alright, it's time to end this cat-and-mouse game."

The black-robed man's mocking voice reached the ears of the three, causing their hearts to pound with tension.

The couple's act of pushing Shao Miao forward backfired.

The man in black robes slowly walked to the door and pushed it open with both hands.

The immense force instantly pushed open the iron gate that was holding it up, and the two people inside fell to the ground.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

The woman looked terrified, her hands frantically backing away while kicking her husband forward with both feet.

The middle-aged man was kicked so hard he didn't dare utter a sound; his entire face was filled with fear.

The man in black robes sneered and brought his cold blade down.

Tear it apart!

The sound of the blade slicing through flesh was cold and jarring in the small kitchen.

The middle-aged man clutched his neck and convulsed on the ground, blood gushing out like a fountain.

"what!"

The woman screamed in terror at the sight.

The man in black robes did not make a move, but instead watched with an expression of enjoyment.

He relished seeing fear in others, and the strike he delivered when she was on the verge of collapse was the most beautiful and enjoyable.

The middle-aged man died shortly afterward from excessive bleeding, while the woman was terrified and completely disoriented.

He kept begging for mercy, saying, "Don't kill me, please, I have money, I can give you money."

"You worthless lives, to be able to dedicate your lives to the great Lord of the Heavenly Net is an honor for you, far beyond what your worthless copper can compare to."

The man in black robes was enraged by these words.

"Ah! My hand."

An unusual cutting scene suddenly unfolded in the kitchen.

The piercing screams reached Shao Miao's ears, and the intense fear made her tremble all over.

Her legs twitched uncontrollably, and she tightly closed her tear-filled eyes.

Just when Shao Miao thought it was all about to end, the woman's words plunged her into an abyss.

"That woman was there too, so why isn't she dead?"

The woman's pained face twisted with a hint of resentment.

"Oh? There's one more person."

The man in black robes said.

The woman's voice stopped abruptly.

The man in the black robe, covered in bright red blood, walked out of the kitchen and quickly fixed his gaze on the cupboard.

A cruel smile spread across his lips as he slowly approached, carrying a blood-stained knife.

Every step felt like stepping on Shao Miao's fragile heart. As the other person drew closer, Shao Miao lost all hope of survival.

My heart felt like a dead sea, and I murmured, "I'm sorry, Mom."

Just as the man in black robes reached out to open the cabinet door, a pair of clean, strong hands grabbed him.

The man in black robes was instantly shocked and quickly looked to see a young man who had appeared beside him at some unknown time.

The boy's eyes seemed not to belong to a human; the black-robed man sensed a terrifying killing intent within them, as if he were about to fall into the underworld.

Shen Shuchou exerted force with his hand, twisting one hand into a pretzel shape in the blink of an eye, bones protruding from the joints, a sinister white light mingling with flesh and blood.

The man in the black robe cried out in pain, and the intense pain caused him to faint on the spot.

Shen Shuchou's expression was cold. He unleashed a hidden force in his hand, and the bone that had emerged from the joint burst out, instantly piercing the throat.

After dealing with the man in black robes, Shen Shuchou opened the cabinet, looked at Shao Miao who was curled up in a ball, and gently grasped her trembling little hand, saying, "It's alright now, come with me."

Shao Miao, who had calmly accepted death, was stunned for a moment. She opened her eyes upon hearing the familiar voice, and Shen Shuchou's gentle face appeared in her heart.

"My legs won't let me walk anymore."

Although Shao Miao didn't know why her classmate Shen Shuchou was here, the crisis seemed to have been averted.

Shao Miao lowered her head shyly and hugged her legs.

The next moment, a pair of hands lifted her out of the room.

"Ah~"

Shao Miao exclaimed in surprise with her cherry-like lips.

She stole a glance at Shen Shuchou and saw that his expression was calm. Her face immediately turned red, and she lowered her head, wishing she could disappear into a hole in the ground.

Feeling the boy's warm breath in her arms, Shao Miao felt her heart pounding.

A strange feeling welled up in her heart, and then she couldn't help but raise her eyes to steal a glance at Shen Shuchou's angular face.

Shao Miao didn't understand what that feeling was, but she knew that she felt a sense of security she had never felt before in his arms.

The hands that Shen Shuchou reached out from the depths were like a ray of light in the darkness, pulling her back from the edge of the abyss.

Shao Miao didn't want to ask why the usually quiet student was here, or why he was able to kill the man in black.

She just wanted to briefly savor this warm and safe haven.

"Thank you."

Shao Miao said softly.

"No need to thank me, just live a good life."

Shen Shuchou said calmly.

"Yes! You're also a student surnamed Shen."

Shao Miao in her arms gave a soft "hmm".

Shen Shuchou suddenly asked, "What's going on here?"

When he went inside, he found a male corpse and another corpse whose gender was indistinguishable.

Thinking of what had just happened, the woman pushed her out, and a surge of grievance welled up in her heart. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she then told her what had just happened.

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuchou fell silent, looking down at Shao Miao who was still trembling slightly, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

Try to be as gentle as possible: "Why are you so silly?"

Shao Miao nestled in his arms without making a sound; the gentle voice reassured her.

She muttered to herself, "Miaomiao isn't stupid!"

Shen Shuchou quickly led Shao Miao to the steps: "Go upstairs! The third floor is safe."

Shao Miao, still feeling unsatisfied, climbed out of her arms and asked with a worried expression, "And what about you?"

Shen Shuchou gestured for her not to worry about him, and then left.

Only after Shen Shuchou's figure disappeared from sight did Shao Miao turn around and slowly go upstairs.

In the blink of an eye!

Shao Miao's body trembled, and a wave of sadness welled up in her heart. Her beautiful face was filled with pain, and it seemed as if something was being pulled out of her mind.

Jiang Qianqiu paid no attention to any of this happening; she was thinking about how to teach these bad guys who had angered her husband a lesson.