The improved female villains regained their memories.

But it doesn't matter, death is the end.

Yang Pingsheng has reached the end; in this life, he has finally reached the very end.

But unlike his previous lives, at the end of this life, he didn't think about the female villain, he didn't think about himself, he didn't think about the arrangements of Heaven. All he thought about was one woman, a mother.

Su Rouxue.

What was she thinking when she hanged herself?

Is she thinking of not being a burden to her children?

Is she thinking that she doesn't want her child to go through so much trouble?

Or is it that she'd rather end her own life than be tormented to death by illness? Is that what she's thinking?

Yang Pingsheng didn't know.

But this time, as he stood up, his gaze pierced through time, and he vaguely saw the back of a mother.

"Xiao Rong..."

He muttered to himself and kicked the stool away.

"I have never blamed you."

A cold wind blew in, and the dark figure swayed back and forth, just like it had back then.

Chapter 180 I live in such a cold world

The wind seemed to have stopped.

Influenced by the light of the same dust, some of the memories that had been altered have been restored.

Yang Pingsheng stood frozen in place, almost in a daze. Su Murong, unaware of his strange behavior, remained nestled in his arms.

The clouds in the sky grew heavier, and lightning flashed. Just as Su Murong was about to say something, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Not far away, a white-haired girl floated in mid-air, looking down at her as if she were looking at a dead person.

"you……"

It felt like I'd been kicked somewhere.

In her vision, the whole world was turned upside down. Su Murong was certain that she had been kicked away, and the other person's foot had landed heavily on her waist.

The girl didn't hold back at all, teleporting over to kick him. The lightning spiritual energy spread along the girl's foot to her body, mercilessly heading straight for her heart.

bump!

The powerful force smashed a tree. Su Murong protected his heart meridian, took out a pill and swallowed it, his eyes turning gloomy.

The white-haired girl landed beside the person she cared about most, touched his head, and asked, "Are you alright?"

Yang Pingsheng was still in a daze from the outpouring of memories and hadn't reacted yet. Seeing that Yang Pingsheng was ignoring him, Luo Benmo looked at Su Murong, who was leaning against the broken tree, with a murderous gaze: "What did you do to him?"

With blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Su Murong sneered, "What's it to you? Who are you to him?"

Luo Benmo looked him straight in the eye and said, "I am his sister."

Su Murong looked at Luo Benmo, then at Yang Pingsheng, and was somewhat taken aback: "You two don't look alike either."

Luo Benmo remained expressionless and returned the sentence to her: "None of your business."

"So it's you, my elder sister. My apologies." Su Murong immediately changed her expression and became playful. "Then it must be a misunderstanding. I didn't expect it to be you, my elder sister. Well, this is truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple, and family members fighting each other."

"Who says you're family?"

"I'm your sister-in-law!"

Boom!

Thousands of lightning bolts converged, forming a roaring thunder dragon. Luo Benmo decisively made his move, unleashing a destructive immortal technique.

The earth trembled, a gale swept through, and the forests that came into view all bowed and lay dormant. A thunder dragon roared past, and the carriage fell apart instantly. A ray of light pierced through the dim light and arrived in front of Su Murong.

"!"

Su Murong's pupils constricted, and before he could even take the pills, he was devoured by the thunder dragon.

Boom boom boom!

The ground centered on her was completely reduced to scorched earth. Luo Benmo watched coldly, not letting her guard down. Although her opponent was a mortal, she was not subject to the pressure of immortals and could control the Dust Light. Even a half-step True Immortal like her could be affected by her attack, so it was impossible for her to die under her killing move.

Sure enough, after the lightning dissipated, on the ground where no living beings had survived, Su Murong stood there nonchalantly, patted his clothes, and said in a rather helpless tone, "Sister, there's no need to treat your younger brother and sister-in-law like this."

"I'll say it again, you are not my sister-in-law."

Luo Benmo's tone grew increasingly dangerous. She unleashed her divine artifact, brandishing her lightning whip, and pointed it at Su Murong, saying, "Hand over Tongchenguang."

"So this is what you wanted, Big Sister." Su Murong feigned a look of sudden realization. "Why didn't you just say so earlier?"

Although she said that, she didn't reach into her bosom to take out Tong Chenguang. Instead, she took a stance and reached out her hand to Luo Benmo.

"Even if you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have given it to you."

As Su Murong spoke, he smiled slightly, and his demeanor suddenly changed.

"Let me be clear from the start: Your divine might is unparalleled, and I am but a mortal, not daring to contend with an immortal. However, the move I am about to make is one I created myself, and has nothing to do with Tong Chenguang. This is my specialty, and even a veteran true immortal might not be able to withstand it."

"Speaking nonsense." Luo Benmo's expression turned cold as he said, "If you have any tricks up your sleeve, then use them."

It's already incredible that a mortal could withstand a true immortal's destructive immortal attack. Luo Benmo really didn't believe that a mere mortal could harm her, a true immortal, without the aid of the Dust-Shattering Light.

"Fine."

Su Murong sighed, opened his palm, and gently exhaled.

Instantly, the surroundings fell silent.

The scorching sound of the embers, the reverberation of the earth, and the thunder in the sky all fell silent in an instant.

A bad feeling rose in Luo Benmo's heart.

She brandished her thunder whip, unleashing a torrent of lightning, and struck at Su Murong, but it was too late. Su Murong, calm and collected, beckoned to Luo Benmo and softly murmured:

"Come."

The next moment, a massive amount of popularity surged out from Luo Benmo's body and flowed into Su Murong's palm.

bump!

Luo Benmo crashed to the ground, and the lightning went out of control and dissipated into the air.

She had transformed into an old woman in her seventies or eighties.

All her popularity was condensed in Su Murong's palm, merging like a yin-yang symbol, and finally turning into a pill.

With a backhand grab, Su Murong stopped his attack, casually put the pill into his pocket, and stood there straight.

"I won't make the same mistake again..."

As she spoke, she glanced at Luo Benmo, who was supporting himself on the ground not far away, and said in a calm tone:

"Neither will they live in a morbid world..."

The words scattered in the air, and also fell silent in the final farewell.

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Popularity-Calling Pill, Five-Turn Elixir.

Alchemists need to infuse their own vital energy with various medicinal herbs and control the temperature of the flame to create a pill.

On his tenth attempt at making the Human Qi Summoning Pill, Su Murong lost a white hair.

Although her hair had been gray since birth, this was the first time it had turned pure white.

As she refined more and more pills, she gradually began to feel tired and her energy was not as much as before. Sometimes she would even doze off while walking.

However, perseverance pays off, and she finally mastered the method of refining the Human Qi Summoning Pill.

"I did it! I did it!"

Upon seeing the prototype of the Human Popularity Pill, Su Murong burst into tears.

"I can save you now, Pingsheng, I can save you!"

The sound of Su Murong's joyful sobs echoed through the mountain cave in the valley.

Little Vermilion Bird sighed as she watched all this.

It knew it couldn't stop Su Murong.

In her past memories, there were no images of her family. The first thing she saw when she became conscious was Su Murong. Little Zhuque didn't know why she came into this world; she only knew that her mission was to assist Su Murong.

However, Su Murong is about to die.

With all his life force gone and his lifespan nearing its end, how much longer can Su Murong live?

The little Vermilion Bird's eyes held a complex expression, but if this was something its master was willing to do, then it would certainly support it.

After refining the elixir, the two walked out of the cave. Little Vermilion Bird asked, "Master, shall we go back?"

"You should go back first," Su Murong said. "I still want to go find some straw."

On New Year's Eve, Yang Pingsheng expressed his wish for Su Murong to make straw sandals, so Su Murong began making straw sandals the next day.

However, her craftsmanship was only average, and with her daily practice of making pills, she didn't have much time to make straw sandals. Now that things were mostly done, Su Murong wanted to finish making the straw sandals for Yang Pingsheng before she died.

"it is good."

Little Vermilion Bird nodded in agreement, then parted ways with Su Murong and went back to her room alone.

Upon reaching the entrance, they saw the three humanoid creatures, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise, standing there. The first two hadn't been fighting, and the last one hadn't been sleeping. All three had serious expressions and were discussing something.

The little Vermilion Bird felt strange, so it transformed into human form and stepped forward to ask, "What's wrong?"

The Azure Dragon and the White Tiger remained silent until the Black Tortoise spoke up: "I have something to say, but don't be afraid."

"what?"

"That...that person died."

"Which one?"

"It's that guy..."