The improved female villains regained their memories.

"I'm sorry, Xiaofeng, this is a critical moment, I can't think about these things right now."

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The 715th time.

"Brother Sikong, I like you."

"Liu Yin is in imminent danger, Xiao Feng, how can you say such things at a time like this?"

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The 738th time.

"Brother Sikong, I like you."

"Xiao Feng, not all liking is meaningful."

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The 821st time.

"Brother Sikong, I like you."

"Xiao Feng, I can't answer your question. My injuries are too severe and there's no way to treat them."

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942nd.

"Brother Sikong, I like you."

"Xiao Feng, we've only met a few times, it's not like we like each other yet."

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The 958th time.

"Brother Sikong, I like you."

"Xiao Feng, I once swore that I would never get involved in love again in this lifetime."

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The thousandth time.

"Brother Sikong, I like you."

"...I don't like you."

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The ?th time.

"Brother Sikong, I like you."

"I am not good enough for you."

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The ?th time.

"Brother Sikong, I like you."

"I was touched and surprised when you confessed your feelings to me. You were so sincere, but right now my heart is like a calm lake, without any ripples of love. I don't want to lie to you, maybe we are better suited to be good friends, the kind of friends who can share the joys and sorrows of life, but without the entanglement of love."

"Brother Sikong, what are you reading from that piece of paper?!"

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The ?th time.

"Brother Sikong, I..."

"I'm going to exercise."

"I haven't finished speaking yet! Hey, Brother Sikong, did Yang Pingsheng say something to you?"

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The 1,124th time.

Su Fengqing saw that after all her memories returned, Sikong Xuan was holding her unconscious body.

他 说:

"Xiao Feng, I like you."

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"What a touching yet cheap love story."

A green figure stood beside her.

"Among the many human emotions, the cheapest is love, which is called liking. This myth, woven by human civilization for thousands of years, is essentially a self-deceptive act using hormones as a pen and culture as paper. It is like an elaborately designed mirror room, in which people are chasing nothing more than the reflection of their own desires."

“Look at yourself, Su Fengqing. You’re dancing a ridiculous ritual dance like a puppet on a string, thinking you’ve done something amazing. All your experiences are shackles, the romance you spout is a curse, and your so-called love is nothing more than two cowardly souls trying to keep warm by each other’s fire.”

That hand was on her shoulder.

"Instead of chasing after that ridiculous emotion, follow me, Su Fengqing. At least I can let you witness eternity."

"Think about it, it's an additional option."

Chapter 756 The wind is too gentle, the emptiness too profound

Of all human emotions, Ye Buxin despises all other emotions except for those between close friends.

Family ties, romantic love, friendship... all are like this.

Su Fengqing has become a soul, and souls do not cry.

Even though they were so close, Ye Buxin could still feel her sadness.

What a fragile and cheap sorrow.

Over a thousand reincarnations can indeed foster good feelings, but unfortunately, such feelings are nothing compared to the deep friendship one once had.

If even close friends can betray each other, what about such fragile relationships?

Humans are truly pathetic creatures.

They comforted and moved each other, and finally separated under the great terror of life and death, and then once again proclaimed the preciousness of love.

Ye Buxin touched Su Fengqing's soul; it was truly a beautiful soul, just like her—fragile and sorrowful.

It seems like it wouldn't be bad to take advantage of this feeling occasionally.

After all, the human chess project was her idea.

"An additional option is to stay with him forever."

The demon smiled.

"Think about it. You shouldn't refuse."

"Otherwise, how can you prove your love for him?"

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In the final battle, Liu Yin and Murong Xu both died.

The Mangrove Forest Gang was completely disbanded, and the only remaining members were Jiang Mochang and Sikong Xuan.

The two sat by the campfire that burned at night, discussing their future.

“Ping Sheng hasn’t woken up yet, so I plan to take him to the beach.” Jiang Mo Chang asked, “What about you? Where do you plan to take Su Feng Qing?”

The stars twinkled, the campfire roared, and the man, as sturdy as a mountain, sat there, his face revealing a vulnerable emotion for the first time.

The wind brought back memories of the past, memories restored due to Qi Feng's death, which brought a tremendous shock to the man.

"We might be able to help with Xiaofeng's constitution," Jiang Mochang said understandingly. "Why don't you take her with you and come with us?"

After more than a thousand reincarnations, Jiang Mochang has grown a lot.

She didn't often interact with Sikong Xuan within the gang, but now this man was one of the few remaining family members she had, and she didn't mind bringing him along.

"No need," Sikong Xuan shook his head.

Over a thousand cycles, such things have happened many times. Su Fengqing had exerted all his strength, but his physical power was extremely unstable, and his fragile soul had probably already been reduced to ashes.

This state of being a living dead is merely a manifestation of a remnant soul still existing within the body.

She had survived some previous reincarnations, but Sikong Xuan died instead. In the Eighth World, those associated with immortality never lived long.

"Perhaps Ping Sheng has a way," Jiang Mochang continued to persuade.

“I am very grateful to him,” Sikong Xuan said. “Without him, I might not have understood, but now I know what he told me before.”

Jiang Mo blinked in confusion, not knowing what Yang Pingsheng had said.

“That’s good. Rather than letting her cry while looking at my tombstone, I’d rather have her with me and bear the burden of a world without her,” Sikong Xuan said.

Have you given up?

“I didn’t, but at the last moment, I didn’t want to make a fuss anymore. Maybe I’ll find a place to hide, and just take her with me, slowly, slowly living out my days, and then this life will be over.”

Sikong Xuan said, "That's good."

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It's time to say goodbye.

Sikong Xuan brought Su Fengqing along, while Jiang Mochang brought Yang Pingsheng.

One wants to go to the mountains, the other wants to go to the seaside.

"I hope you will be happy," Jiang Mochang said, her eyes suddenly welling up with tears.

She is a strong person. As a [weapon], she probably has very few emotions. Having experienced so much killing, her heart has long been hardened.

But perhaps because of the deaths of Liu Yin and Murong Xu, or perhaps because she foresaw the fate of the people before her, she connected them to herself and Yang Pingsheng, and thus felt sad.

Why is it that relationships in this world are never truly fulfilled?

Jiang Mo looked up and watched Sikong Xuan carry the girl away, just like when he first picked her up and brought her to the mangrove forest.