The improved female villains regained their memories.

After the laughter subsided, the barbarian captain looked at Su Murong and waved her away, saying, "Get lost, we have no interest in little brats."

"Unless you call your mother over," someone shouted.

“No, her mother is dead.” Someone else chimed in.

The tent was filled with cheerful laughter again.

Su Murong abruptly stuck the talisman to his body, then pulled out a knife from the shelf next to him, leaped up, and reached for the throat of the barbarian captain in front of him.

The bloodline appeared, and the barbarian captain's eyes widened. Before he could react, his head was chopped off.

thump.

His head fell to the ground.

The barbarians' laughter abruptly stopped. No one expected that Su Murong would actually draw his sword, and so decisively and suddenly.

"You fucking..."

Just as someone was about to get up, Su Murong rushed up and beheaded him. Her speed was too fast and her explosive power was too high. Before the barbarians could react, she had killed most of them.

"That little brat's gone mad!"

"Rebellion! Rebellion!"

"Someone has rebelled! Report this to the shaman gods immediately!"

Su Murong had been here for a long time and naturally understood the barbarian language. She heard the cries of these people before they died, but her hands did not stop, and she swung the knife faster and faster.

Blood splattered all over the tents. When the barbarian soldiers on patrol heard the screams, they rushed over and saw a bloody scene.

Su Murong stood sideways, holding a curved sword, his body covered in blood. The heads of the barbarians lay scattered on the ground, exactly ten in number.

"Rebellion! Rebellion!"

The patrolling soldiers shouted, and Su Murong glanced at him, making up his mind in that instant.

I'm not staying in this shitty place anymore.

The popular talisman exploded, and before the shouting barbarians could react, their heads were chopped off. Su Murong decisively killed the barbarians who gathered around, and then, relying on the advantage of the talisman, began a massacre.

Midway through the battle, Su Murong set fire to the barbarian camps along the way.

The witch gods were alarmed and rushed over upon hearing the screams, but when they arrived, all that remained was a sea of ​​fire.

Outside the city, Su Murong, with talismans affixed to his robes, rode a tall horse, watching the flames soaring into the sky within the city, his twelve-year-old face filled with indifference.

Gui Jianchou, also riding a horse, stood beside her and said, "If you do this, we will have nowhere to go."

"A place to stay? Ha, I don't need a place to stay."

The firelight reflected on her face. She tightened the reins and called out:

"A bird's nest cannot bind an eagle, nor a dog's kennel can confine a wolf king. From now on, birds can fly freely in the sky, and fish can leap freely in the sea. We will no longer be bound by any constraints!"

Twelve-year-old Su Murong has her own path to walk.

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Another new day.

After breakfast, Su Murong took the medicine as usual, and after enjoying himself, he left the tent.

Yang Pingsheng came to see her several more times, but she avoided him each time, as if she were hiding from an enemy.

She hid in a dark corner, watching Yang Pingsheng ask everyone about her whereabouts, pursed her lips, and silently retreated into her tent.

My heart is heavy with sorrow.

So she took the powder again.

After lunch, she was still lying in bed feeling depressed when someone came to call her, saying that Wang Tiande was looking for her.

She dared not delay, quickly tidied herself up, took the corrected Five-Colored Powder, and hurriedly headed towards the central tent.

She had actually already improved the latest version of the Five-Colored Powder, but she hadn't presented it to him immediately because Yang Pingsheng's return had disturbed her mind.

She entered the tent, and not only her, but also all of Wang Tiande's adopted sons and daughters were there. Some of them were good at intelligence gathering, some were good at making money, some were brave, and some were beautiful and charming. In short, they all had their own characteristics.

She sat down in the tenth seat on the right and watched as two graceful women leaned on either side of Wang Tiande, calling him godfather, making the fat man laugh non-stop. With his face full of fat, she gave up the idea of ​​offering him the Five-Colored Powder and just sat there obediently.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, when almost everyone had arrived, the two girls who had been clinging to him finally sat back down obediently. Wang Tiande cleared his throat, looked at the group of adopted sons and daughters, and slowly said, "I have received reliable information that one of us has betrayed us."

Inside the tent, there was complete silence.

His previously menacing, smiling face now turned solemn, the atmosphere heavy and inexplicably terrifying. The few adopted daughters who had been laughing and joking earlier all stopped smiling when they saw Wang Tiande like this.

"I've taken you in as my godsons and daughters. I don't expect you to repay me, but at the very least, you can't betray me."

As he spoke, he squeezed out a few tears, then slowly turned his gaze to Su Murong: "Murong, what do you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, soldiers rushed out and lifted Su Murong up. Those around her were extremely surprised and subconsciously moved away from her.

Su Murong was also shocked, but she quickly calmed down, forced a smile, and said in a flattering tone, "Godfather, why do you say that? I wouldn't dare to betray you."

"That sounds nice."

Wang Tiande chuckled, but then his gaze turned cold: "Unfortunately, what you did wasn't very good."

Su Murong shuddered, looked up, and saw Wang Tiande's murderous gaze.

"take away!"

The truth came out.

It's all over.

All the profits and wealth gained from speculation were lost.

Su Murong was not a loyal and righteous person, so she had long been mentally prepared for what had happened.

She always thought that she should live one day at a time.

but……

A figure flashed through my mind.

That was Yang Pingsheng's face.

Su Murong reached out to the figure, but was forced to leave by soldiers who pressed his head down.

At the age of twenty, Su Murong fell into her lowest point.

Yang Pingsheng heard the news that Su Murong had been imprisoned.

He sat on a chair in the tent, pounding medicine at the table, without saying a word.

The system popped up again, and a small ball of light landed on his shoulder, excitedly telling him, "The opportunity has come."

Yang Pingsheng stopped grinding the herbs, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Yes."

"We can now implement the plan as we wish, and the progress may be faster than we expect."

The system cheered, noticing Yang Pingsheng's distracted state, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

As Yang Pingsheng said this, he was thinking about the original plotline that the system had shown him.

As Su Murong's original plans flashed through his mind, Yang Pingsheng put down his medicine-pounding tools, his brows furrowing slightly.

"system……"

"Ok?"

He wanted to say that doing so was somewhat inappropriate, because after repeatedly studying Su Murong in the original storyline, Yang Pingsheng felt that doing so would backfire.

He wanted to say that to the system, but then he thought that he had already agreed to carry out the Heavenly Dao Plan, so the system's actions were the will of Heaven, and Heaven's considerations were definitely more comprehensive than his own.

Yang Pingsheng thought to himself, "I'd better not say anything more. It wouldn't be good if the tragedy of the first and second lives happened again."

However, when he looked at Su Murong's development in the original storyline, he saw not a cowardly person who prioritized profit above all else, but a person with great ambition and aspirations.

"Let's start planning."

The system's voice urged him on. Yang Pingsheng packed up the herbs, carried the tattered medicine box on his back, and walked out of the tent.

Because the army was stationed in the field, most of the prisoners and their writings were thrown into prison vans. The prison vans were parked one after another at the back, and Yang Pingsheng searched for a long time before finally finding Su Murong in one of them.

She was still wearing the alchemist's robes, but her neatly braided hair had come undone, her face was covered in dust, and she was shackled, huddled in a corner of the prison cart, covered only by some straw.

Her lips trembled, her body shook, and her hands gripped unconsciously—it was clearly the prelude to withdrawal.

Seeing this, Yang Pingsheng felt distressed and said, "Xiao Rong."

Su Murong stopped trembling, looked up, saw Yang Pingsheng, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and her body trembled even more violently.

"No, no..."

As if he had seen some kind of monstrous flood, Su Murong desperately shrank back, trying to hide himself.

"I... have a very unrealistic idea."

"I want to build a very, very big house, that can shelter from the wind and rain, and prepare lots and lots of delicious food inside, so that all the poor people in the world can live there, and there will be no more pain or sorrow. Everyone can eat and drink their fill, and sit quietly around the fire."

"If that's the case, I'll be content."

The words of that year, the snow of that year.

The past is gone; all that remains is a gloomy life.

Su Murong cried.

She desperately covered her face, tears streaming down her cheeks, and said almost pleadingly, "No."

Sobbing, like a wounded little animal.

"No, don't look at me..."

Chapter 160 Doctor, save me

Just as predicted, Su Murong broke away from the barbarians and began her journey.

Guan Yunpeng's daughter, named Guan Hongyi, took on the responsibility after her father's death, as her younger brother was still young. Clad in iron armor, she killed traitorous generals, reorganized the army, and held off the barbarian troops at Shili Bridge amidst the chaos of the court.