The improved female villains regained their memories.

"How long do you want to take?"

"A month, this is quite troublesome."

Song Panning laughed in anger. With a major battle raging, who has time to give you a month?

"Seven days, that's my bottom line," Song Panning said. "You have to understand, I not only have to hold Yang Luoyi back, but also prevent Yang Luoyi from informing Shi Guijia. In other words, I have to hold back two people."

“You’re wrong, there are more than two.” Li Chumo shook his head and said, “I know better than you how difficult it is for my master. The seven days I need are a completely simple seven days, and you still have to help me fend off other people.”

Song Panning's face turned dark.

Yang Luoyi is one thing, Shi Guijia is refining weapons, and Su Murong is in seclusion, but what can she use to stop Wen Shihan, Luo Benmo, and Xu Anlu?

But Li Chumo didn't care; she refused to budge, otherwise she would rather watch the plan fail.

“Fine.” Song Panning gritted her teeth. “I’ll block it for you, but in seven days, you must persuade Yang Pingsheng to direct Shi Guijia to cooperate with me.”

Li Chumo smiled and said, "No problem."

She smiled like a smug fox.

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Song Panning watched Li Chumo leave, and even after her figure disappeared, she still stood at the entrance of the cave.

The moss at the entrance of the cave is mottled like an ancient painting, the stone steps are covered with dark green moss, and the last ray of the setting sun is stuck in the crack of the cliff, dyeing the hanging vines into solidified blood scabs.

Leng Yan, who witnessed the whole process from the side, couldn't help but feel sorry for Song Panning's hardships.

She wore a white robe of a formation master, the sash fluttering in the wind, her black hair tied up on her head. When the setting sun fell on her, her skin was like solidified cream, white with a rosy glow, like a piece of blood-red jade dripping with blood.

The goddess of the mountain city, even if her appearance wasn't the most outstanding among the candidates, was still top-notch. Now, however, she has to go through all sorts of troubles for a man.

She clearly loves him so much, yet now she has to bear the stigma of forcing him.

Does she want to be the villain? Of course not. If she could, she would like to be the one who cooperates.

"In my life, you were once my follower. How did we come to this?"

She was perfectly fine when the new world had just begun and she regained her memories.

Yang Pingsheng entrusted her with the task of rescuing the female villain, and she lived up to expectations by rescuing Luo Benmo and holding out until Yang Pingsheng returned.

She was clearly the one who cooperated the most.

"If you don't choose me, it means you know I could never agree to what you're doing."

"What exactly do you want to do...?"

At first, Song Panning thought that Yang Pingsheng was choosing his collaborators to help him integrate the female villains, which was why she was so angry.

After all, she first proposed the idea of ​​integrating female villains during the Battle of Tianren Mountain, and she has been working on it ever since. Even though Yang Pingsheng did not cooperate with her before the Battle of the Grasslands and suddenly took over the task, she was not angry, but accepted the fact.

Yang Pingsheng chose Su Murong over her, no wonder she was angry.

But after carefully reviewing the situation, she realized something was wrong. Su Murong's speech at the time didn't seem to be about winning people over or integrating them; instead, it was more like a reactive tactic. Moreover, Yang Pingsheng readily agreed to their plan. He clearly hadn't expected Wen Shihan to betray him, but he still acquiesced to their plan.

Given the unclear situation at the time, Luo Benmo and Xu Anlu could have been won over, and with Su Murong added to the mix, Yang Pingsheng could have easily turned the tables and pressured them.

But he didn't. He just left, completely unconcerned about their plans or the fact that Jiang Mochang would die.

Is it that he doesn't care about Jiang Mochang?

Or was Wen Shihan not telling the truth either?

At that moment, Song Panning suddenly felt that even her pride in her wisdom was not enough.

But she didn't want to admit defeat.

"No matter what Wen Shihan is up to, no matter what you really think, I will not give up."

"What I told you about the Battle of Tianren Mountain was not just wishful thinking on my part."

"I, Song Panning, neither accept unrequited love nor submit to love."

A proud goddess will never accept a tragic end.

Chapter 733 Li Chumo is very happy

The sun was high in the sky, the sky was a clear, deep blue, and a gentle breeze brought a touch of coolness.

Yang Pingsheng stood in mid-air, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his gaze fixed on the distance with profound depth.

His clone had been wandering around, collecting some crucial information, but now he had to go there himself.

However, Yang Luoyi followed him closely, showing no intention of leaving.

Her figure was as light as a swallow, her long, ice-blue hair shimmered in the sunlight, and her eyes held a hint of stubbornness and inquiry.

"Luo Yi, I'll be back soon." Yang Pingsheng said gently, trying to persuade her to stay.

“My mother asked me to help you.” Yang Luoyi remained unmoved, her tone firm.

"No need, I'll be back soon," Yang Pingsheng said again, his voice tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Yang Luo pretended not to hear and continued to follow closely.

During their time together, she always felt that Yang Pingsheng was hiding something.

She secretly regretted that if only she had a magical artifact that could pierce through the true traces of the Great Dao, she could find out what her cheap old man was planning.

"Luo Yi, be a good girl and wait for me in the capital. I'll be back soon, okay?" Yang Pingsheng gently placed his hand on her head, his tone so gentle it was almost coaxing.

Yang Luo frowned, her tone quite displeased: "No, do you really think I'm a seven-year-old?"

She looked up at Yang Pingsheng, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes.

Yang Pingsheng's hand remained in her hair, the icy blue strands appearing particularly cool in the sunlight. Although Yang Luoyi was displeased, she didn't slap his hand away, but merely turned her head slightly to express her dissatisfaction.

“My mother asked me to help you, so I will help you. Besides, what is there about you that I can’t know?” she complained.

Yang Pingsheng gently stroked her hair, lingered for a moment, and then let go.

The traces of the Great Dao spread out in all directions, but after sensing something, they slightly receded.

"Could you do me a favor, Luo Yi?" he asked softly.

"Speak," Yang Luoyi replied crisply.

"I want to know the direction of the Tianren Mountain range. Could you help me draw it out?"

"That's it?" Yang Luo raised an eyebrow. This was a piece of cake for her. She was a magical artifact herself, and she could quickly figure out the direction of the mountain range with just a scan.

"Okay, then wait for me, I'll be right back!" She nodded in agreement, and with a flash, she pushed forward with all her might, heading straight for Tianren Mountain.

Yang Pingsheng stood there, watching Yang Luoyi's departing figure.

The wind gradually subsided, the coolness dissipated, and the figures in the sunlight gradually blurred, as if merging with the heavens and earth.

Just then, a figure quietly appeared beside him.

Li Chumo manifested a tail, which gently swayed and brushed against Yang Pingsheng's drooping hand.

"Will she be able to come back?" Yang Pingsheng asked.

"Of course, it will be seven days from now," Li Chumo replied with a smile.

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Netherworld.

The monsters scattered in small groups, surrounding the Netherworld Mountains.

After Ye Buxin took control of Bixie, he basically controlled all the ancient demons hidden in the Netherworld.

She also incorporated the remaining divine beasts of the Guardian Heaven Sect, thus gaining control of the Netherworld Mountains near the Heavenly Gate.

Shan Kanmou stood at the highest point, watching the monsters from all directions march in perfect unison.

As the most cunning of all the incarnations, Ye Buxin entrusted her with the task of arranging the troops. Now that she has made arrangements, no matter which direction the villains attack from, they will have enough opportunities to deal with them.

Bian Lihuo stood beside her and said, "Now that all preparations are complete and Taixu is about to approach, when do you think they will make their move?"

Among them, besides villains like Yang Pingsheng, there is also Tian Bulian, who has the support of the ancient sages of the human race.

“The moment Tai Xu approaches and the main body resists Tai Xu, they will make their move,” Shan Kanmou said with almost certainty.

Now that they have seized Taixu ahead of time and have the support of the demon race, Yang Pingsheng and Tian Bulian will definitely not attack when they are fully prepared, at least not now.

Ye Buxin has set up the Heavenly Dao Grand Array and established the Heavenly Gate. If anyone wants to launch an attack against her, they must do so when she is vulnerable.

When is she vulnerable? It is when the Great Void approaches, and she, as the Heavenly Dao, resists the Great Void.

This is certainly despicable, but it's very effective. In any case, if Shan Kanmou were them, he would definitely do the same.

"Yang Pingsheng has the support of the villains, but Heaven has no mercy on him and has many hidden tricks up his sleeve. Both of them are in a lot of trouble."

"When the new world was first established, I repeatedly advised the main body to take more measures to curb the villains, but the main body did not take my advice. Now... sigh."

"It's too late for regrets now. We are all incarnations of the original body, so we can only..."

While he was talking to Bian Lihuo, Shan Kanmou suddenly sensed something and his expression changed drastically.

"Who is it? Show yourself!"

She suddenly shouted angrily and waved her hand.

From the depths of the netherworld came a crisp sound like bones shattering. Streams of darkness rose up like yin energy, and dark purple meridians roamed wildly among the mountains, like countless writhing living snakes.

A small demon clan team traveling nearby got caught in the turmoil and disappeared instantly as the dark mist swirled around them.

Shan Kanmou's face turned extremely ugly.

His partner, Bian Lihuo, had already rushed over, shouting through his voice, "Playing tricks! I want to see what this is all about!"

The mountains, eroded by darkness, emitted a childlike laugh.

"No, Bianlihuo, come back!" Shankanmou sensed something and immediately set up a great formation to block Bianlihuo.

boom!

Darkness spread rapidly, corrupting the surrounding underworld energy and turning it into darkness.

"Wa ...

The baby's cries echoed throughout the underworld.