Something's wrong with this demon.

"rustle……"

Zhang Jiu gripped his knife and walked over step by step, stepping on the thick layer of fallen leaves.

He wore a sinister grin, his eyes filled with hatred.

"Zhao Yun, you little bitch, it really was you!"

He gritted his teeth, feeling both resentment and anger, as well as disbelief.

"I guessed it was you that night, you little slut, but then a monster suddenly bit off your head and killed you..."

"Is it like a cicada shedding its shell?"

"The person who died, if not you, then who was it?"

"Ome!"

He suddenly realized.

There were only two people in that room that night, and they were arguing.

If it wasn't Zhao Yun who died, then it could only be Qingmei.

"You deliberately lured Qingmei into your room to argue, then immediately killed her, swapped clothes with her, and then transformed into her appearance!"

"What a brilliant plan! What a brilliant plan!"

"That way, you'll not only escape the town guards' pursuit, but you can also continue killing me under the guise of your childhood sweetheart..."

"But a dark figure did jump out of the window that night..."

"You have an accomplice!"

Zhang Jiu's gaze suddenly fell on the boy in front of her, and he grinned maliciously, "It's you?"

Then he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"No, no! At that time, you and I were both in the lobby on the first floor..."

"Who could it be?"

At this moment, Luo Qingchen slowly turned around and answered his question: "Didn't you notice that Sister Sun's cat has disappeared since that night?"

"Sister Sun's cat?"

Zhang Jiu was taken aback upon hearing this, then suddenly realized what was going on.

"So it was that black cat! It was actually it! No wonder... no wonder... no wonder Captain Zhou checked several times before and didn't find anything wrong with that little bitch..."

"So, back then, the monster was hiding inside that little black cat's body!"

At this point, he finally understood what had happened.

But his hatred only intensified. Gritting his teeth, he cried out, "Zhao Yun, you bitch! It was your father who begged me to train you! If you want to kill someone, just kill him! Why are you chasing me?"

He then chuckled coldly, "I helped you with my brothers for free back then, without taking a single penny from your father. You should be grateful to me, shouldn't you?"

"roar--"

The girl, who had been lying on the ground without any strength, suddenly struggled to raise her head, her eyes red, and let out an angry roar.

"Tsk tsk, why can't you stand up?"

Zhang Jiu's face was full of mockery, but then a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He raised the knife in his hand and prepared to step forward.

But then he suddenly stopped.

He turned to the boy beside him, a smile returning to the one he had first seen at the entrance of Bai Xiang Lou: "Brother Luo, I'll give you a chance. If you behead her now, I'll pretend I didn't see you whispering sweet nothings to this little bitch, and I won't tell anyone."

Luo Qingchen looked at the sobbing girl on the ground without saying a word.

At this moment, the mournful sobs in her throat gradually subsided.

Her bloodshot eyes gradually lost their color, and she looked at him.

"What if I don't agree?"

Luo Qingchen's gaze fell on Zhang Jiu.

Zhang Jiu chuckled: "You don't agree? If you don't, then you're an accomplice of this monster. You'll be involved in every single one of its kills. You probably already know the consequences, right?"

Luo Qingchen fell silent.

Zhang Jiu smiled, stroked the knife in his hand, and continued, "Brother Luo, you're a smart man. I believe you know what to choose. You've seen it yourself; this bitch is doomed. Even if you don't lift a finger, she'll die on her own. All you have to do now is cut off her head, and then you can go back to your job as a guard at Bai Xiang Lou without any trouble. Let's just pretend nothing happened today, shall we?"

Luo Qingchen's gaze returned to the girl's mangled body covered in blood on the ground.

"Ah... Brother Chen..."

The girl spoke weakly, her eyes softening as she looked at him. She whispered, "It's alright. He's right. I... I'm about to die. Even if you don't kill me, I won't survive. In my current state... actually, killing me quickly would be a relief for me... better than... better than dying at his hands..."

Luo Qingchen looked at her silently without saying a word.

"Brother Chen, please do it... I beg you..."

Tears suddenly welled up in the girl's eyes.

Watching this scene, Zhang Jiu sneered, "Brother Luo, if you really can't bring yourself to do it, then I'll do it. I'd really like to see if she'll die with her eyes wide open and turn into a monster again after I personally sever this little bitch's head."

"Brother Chen..."

The girl's body began to tremble, her eyes filled with pleading.

Luo Qingchen slowly lowered her head and whispered, "Ayun, I'm sorry..."

After saying that, he turned around, looked at Zhang Jiu, and extended his hand.

Zhang Jiu's face immediately lit up with a smile: "I knew it, Brother Luo is a smart man!"

As she spoke, she handed him the knife and laughed, "Don't worry, this knife is very sharp. With just one stroke, her head will be severed without her experiencing any pain."

Luo Qingchen gripped the knife, her gaze fixed on the girl on the ground.

The girl looked at him with tears in her eyes, a gentle smile on her face.

Luo Qingchen raised the knife in her hand.

"Whoosh!"

He slashed out with a fierce blow.

However, this strike was aimed at Zhang Jiu behind him.

The girl was taken aback.

Zhang Jiu, however, was prepared. He dodged to the side and looked at him with a sneer: "Brother Luo, it seems you are still stubborn and willing to be with this beast."

Luo Qingchen didn't reply, but once again swung the knife in her hand and charged forward.

Zhang Jiu dodged to the side and threw a punch.

Luo Qingchen still missed her strike, but almost got punched instead.

He immediately threw away the knife in his hand.

He, like him, was a cultivator in the Bone Strengthening Realm, practicing fist techniques.

The knife is sharp, but there is no skill involved.

Therefore, whether it's techniques, speed, or power, nothing can compare to a fist trained day and night.

"Brother Luo, it seems you've made up your mind to elope with this little bitch and go to hell together! What a pity, what a pity."

Zhang Jiu chuckled coldly a few times, then suddenly clapped his hands.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Two people emerged from the woods: Zhou Yan and Sun Tong.

"Brother Luo, the boss gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it, so don't blame us brothers."

After the two finished speaking coldly, they suddenly separated, one on the left and one on the right, and surrounded him.

Zhang Jiu sneered from the side, "You think I would have come alone? Although I'm about to break through to the Blood Exchange Realm and killing you would be a piece of cake, I, Zhang Jiu, never take risks!"

"Besides, there's your lover here, an ugly beast with fangs."

He finished speaking through gritted teeth and picked up the knife from the ground.

Then, step by step, he walked towards the girl he called a beast, sneering, "Brother Zhou, Brother Sun, you two have a good time playing with Brother Luo. Remember, just play, don't kill him right away. I want him to watch with his own eyes how this little bitch on the ground is chopped into a thousand pieces and minced into meat paste!"

He stopped in front of the girl, raised the knife in his hand, and a cruel grin appeared on his lips.