The improved female villains regained their memories.

On the first day after regaining control of his body, Yang Pingsheng didn't say anything. He just lay quietly on the bed, lost in thought.

Su Murong came to visit several times, but he ignored her. He would just quietly get up to eat and then go back to lying down.

This was the first day, and the same thing happened on the second and third days.

“Pingsheng, I know you’re angry with me. I won’t force you to take your medicine anymore. This time, I will cure you completely.”

Su Murong said this to Yang Pingsheng, but the latter lay on his side and ignored her. She could only sigh inwardly and retreat again.

The Five-Rank Pill, the Human Qi Summoning Pill, has the necessary materials, but its refining process is complex, and Su Murong cannot master it in a short time. He can only relearn the pill refining techniques.

She had neglected her alchemy for many years, using all her skills to modify the Five-Colored Powder. Now that she was seriously practicing again, it was inevitable that she would make mistakes.

No wonder others look down on her. She finally became an immortal, but instead of thinking about refining elixirs and continuing on the path of alchemy, she just lazes around all day, only knowing how to stay with her kept lover.

Su Murong was too lazy to argue. Now he didn't even participate in national affairs, focusing all his attention on researching the Human Qi Summoning Pill.

However, time never stopped, and gradually, because the blood-red pills were discontinued, the side effects on Yang Pingsheng's body began to appear.

My vision is blurry, my sense of taste is impaired, and even my hearing is deteriorating.

Finally, one day, he said to Su Murong, "Little Rong."

The familiar address filled Su Murong with joy. She rushed over, knelt by Yang Pingsheng's bedside, and said, "I'm here. You're finally willing to talk to me."

If she had a tail, she would definitely wag it vigorously right now.

"...I want to go to the North and see for myself."

“Alright!” Su Murong agreed decisively. “Let’s go back to the Northern Border.”

The North, the place where the two met.

As snow fell heavily, the two returned to the place where they first met and fell in love.

The city of Liuyun, which was massacred back then, is now in ruins. Countless bones are buried beneath the long river of time. In this deserted place, no one knows the story of what happened back then.

Relying on his spiritual energy, Su Murong built a temporary house nearby, where the two of them settled down.

The four spirit beasts followed them all the way to this place, and then went off to have fun, leaving only the little Vermilion Bird behind.

The environment of the North was not suitable for it. Since arriving in the North, it has reverted to its original form, hiding under the blankets and refusing to come out.

The wind and snow came and went, time flew by, and finally, the New Year arrived.

On New Year's Eve, a bonfire was lit in the snow. Su Murong had just put the prepared chicken on the grill when she felt someone tugging at her clothes. Turning around, she saw Yang Pingsheng handing her a sachet and saying:

"Happy New Year."

The sachet is small; if you place it in your palm and bring it close to your nose, you can smell a faint medicinal fragrance.

Su Murong was stunned, somewhat caught off guard: "For...me?"

"Ah."

Yang Pingsheng nodded, his tone neither happy nor sad.

Su Murong was overjoyed and didn't know what to do. She took it, then hurriedly put it down, blushing, and muttered, "I'm sorry, I didn't prepare a gift for you..."

“It’s alright,” Yang Pingsheng replied.

Perhaps thinking that Yang Pingsheng no longer cared about what had happened before, Su Murong was very happy all night. Since the ingredients she had prepared were not enough, she ran to the valley and somehow managed to steal a litter of rabbits.

Having spiritual energy truly allows one to do whatever one wants.

The White Tiger and Azure Dragon got into a fight over who got the chicken leg, the Black Tortoise slept as usual, and the Vermilion Bird refused to come out because it was cold. So, in the end, only the two of them were left by the burning campfire.

The pitch-black night sky was finally free of the dark clouds that filled the Central Plains. Stars, like yellow sand, were scattered on the Xuan paper, each one distinct, converging into a vast sea of ​​stars.

This time, however, there were no fireworks.

The two watched quietly, just like that year. As the snowflakes fell, Su Murong asked, "Pingsheng, is there a gift you want?"

Clearly, Su Murong was still upset about not having prepared a New Year's gift.

Yang Pingsheng looked at the sky, remained silent for a long time, and then said, "Straw sandals."

Su Murong didn't react: "What?"

"Straw sandals, straw sandals worn on the feet, straw sandals you made."

Yang Pingsheng exhaled a breath of cold air and said, "You gave me a pair of straw sandals before, but those were made by your mother. I want the ones you made."

Daughter.

Yang Pingsheng's mention of this left Su Murong stunned for quite a while.

It wasn't until much later that she slowly replied with a single word: "Okay."

Mother, Su Rouxue.

She went to see the grave she had erected years ago; the grave was still there.

Not only hers, but also the one that Ghost Fears is there.

There's also Old Man Qian's grave. That year, she crawled out of the dead city and built a tomb for Old Man Qian as well.

Perhaps because no one went that way, the tomb remained undiscovered for a long time.

But so what?

If everyone around you is dead, and you're left all alone in the world, what's the point?

I don't want to be alone.

Therefore, Su Murong was willing to exchange his own life for Yang Pingsheng's.

She's just a rotten person. Even if she has spiritual power, she can't change anything. It's better to let Yang Ping live, so he can heal more people.

"Xiao Rong, do you still remember what you said that year?"

Just then, Yang Pingsheng's voice came.

What I said that year...

Ah, Su Murong remembered now. That year, she did say something.

"I want to build a very, very big house, that can shelter us 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 will be content."

Along the way, through frost and snow, he spent more than ten years in mediocrity, barely surviving in this world. His former ambitions were ultimately just a pipe dream. In the end, he was all alone, and even Yang Pingsheng might not be able to survive.

So Su Murong gave a wry smile and replied, "I remember, but so what?"

"...That's your ambition, are you going to give up?"

"My current ambition is to save your life."

Su Murong grabbed Yang Pingsheng's arm and pressed his entire body against him.

"There is no world, only you..."

Her eyes were filled with Yang Pingsheng, shining brightly under the stars.

"Believe me, I can definitely save your life."

As the girl spoke, she made her vow once again.

Even if it means sacrificing myself.

Yang Pingsheng looked at her, and finally, slowly nodded.

"I see."

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The first consequence is blindness.

A week after Lunar New Year's Eve, Yang Pingsheng went blind.

Su Murong's alchemy speed has increased significantly, and he spends more and more time outside each day, almost unconditionally pushing himself to the limit.

Little Vermilion Bird felt sorry for him and, ignoring the cold, followed her master to the cave every day to practice alchemy, trying to persuade him to rest earlier, but was scolded away by the red-eyed Su Murong.

"Get lost, he's almost dead, how can I have time to rest?"

This intense alchemy severely damaged Su Murong's body, and within a few days, she became emaciated.

Yang Pingsheng saw all of this through the system. One evening, he watched Su Murong eat her meal listlessly through the system and asked, "Xiao Rong."

The previously listless Su Murong suddenly perked up: "Hmm?"

Are you very tired?

"No."

"Your voice sounds weak and listless."

"Nonsense." Su Murong forced a smile and said loudly, "I'm perfectly fine, don't worry, doctor, I will definitely save you."

Five-stage elixir, the Human Energy Summoning Elixir.

To save Yang Pingsheng, Su Murong's popularity must be sacrificed.

At this point, Yang Pingsheng finally understood why he was frail and sickly in this life.

With his low popularity, he was destined to die here.

His time to die had come; he knew it.

Death was his end.

One quiet evening, he was all alone in the makeshift house.

The Azure Dragon and White Tiger usually go out to fight, the Black Tortoise hibernates, and the Vermilion Bird goes out with them. Now, he is all alone here.

A sphere of light appeared, illuminating the room, and a mysterious power surged through Yang Pingsheng, helping him temporarily regain his sight.

"Hurry up," the system said. "It's about time to end this world."

"……it is good."

Having done everything he needed to do, he threw the rope onto the roof beam, stood on it, and put it around his neck.

I've heard that hanging is a very painful way to die.

It compresses the blood vessels in your neck, blocks your airway, deprives your brain of oxygen, and can cause your cervical spine to break, leading to death.