The improved female villains regained their memories.

But she didn't think this change was bad; on the contrary, she thought it was pretty good.

"Yang, Ping, Sheng".

She read it aloud, word by word, as if she wanted to engrave it in her heart.

Many of his words suddenly came vividly to mind, booming and making her head throb. What kind of person was he really? Was he truly as innocent as he appeared? And in the very end, with the mother-child seal—was it a helpless act, or intentional?

Had she already fallen for him back then? Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths for him, acting so unlike herself. But when exactly did she fall for him? Was it because of something he said, his support, or his redemption?

It seems like they all exist, but none of them seem to be the key.

She silently rose, stood on the balcony, and gazed out at the lights of the mortal world.

boom!

Fireworks were going off in the distance.

It seemed like someone was speaking to me in my ear. That night, there were the same fireworks, but the stars were much brighter, and his eyes seemed to shine brighter too. It was in that environment that he spoke in my ear:

"I want to become a doctor and heal the sick."

Then, Su Murong remembered.

Yes, that's why I went along with it and said my ambition was something like building a big house...

In reality, that wasn't her true thought at all. She said that simply to get closer to Yang Pingsheng.

That's it.

"I see..." Su Murong said blankly, "Back then..."

She looked at the moon again and for the first time felt that the moonlight was so bright.

The moonlight illuminated the darkness, and Yang Pingsheng illuminated Su Murong.

Girls are such unreasonable creatures; they can remember you for a lifetime in a single moment, or they can remember you for a lifetime in a single moment.

She only cares about what she cares about, because she wants to be cared for and loved.

Yes, Su Murong didn't want to remember, nor did she want to be used or deceived. But after her mother died and after all those people left, who would care about her except Yang Pingsheng?

On June 18th, that little girl came to beg me again yesterday. Looking at her reminded me of Xiao Rong. I wonder how she is doing now.

On June 19th, the little girl came again, saying her father was much better. I gave her some medicine, but she was hesitant to take it, so I forced it into her hand. She left. I hope she grows up healthy. Xiao Rong, look, I helped someone like you again today.

[June 20th, I dreamt about you last night, Xiao Rong. Where are you now? Are you doing well?]

On June 21st, the little girl came again, bringing me eggs, saying they were from her mother to thank me for saving her father. I refused and let her take them. When I came back that evening, she came again, shoving a steamed sweet potato into my hand, not letting me refuse. The way she ran away reminded me of Xiao Rong.

Xiao Rong, I wish I could see you again.

Chapter 198 The Eye of the Storm

"Let's call a truce. There's no need for us to fight anymore."

Su Murong was the first to get up.

Luo Benmo's identity is unknown, but she seems to be an acquaintance of Yang Pingsheng. Most importantly, she is quite powerful, and even though she has lost her cultivation, Su Murong cannot defeat her in a short time.

It seems impossible to take Yang Pingsheng away today.

She walked to a short distance from Luo Benmo, maintaining a safe distance, and then tossed her a pill.

"Eat it. After you eat it, your popularity will come back."

Luo Benmo stood up, caught it, looked at her coldly, and then put the pill into his mouth.

She closed her eyes and slowly circulated her energy to expel the trace of strange energy that Su Murong had added to the pill.

While others would feel embarrassed if their tricks were exposed, Su Murong could still lie through her teeth: "Actually, you don't need to resist so much. There's no harm in absorbing it, only benefits, like beauty and skin care..."

Luo Benmo opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Okay, okay, you're the older sister, you line up, line up, line up, line up." Su Murong raised her hand to admit defeat.

His previously wrinkled skin became smooth and shiny again, and his white hair turned back into beautiful silver. Luo Benmo stood up, looked at Su Murong, and said in a blunt tone, "Hand over Tong Chenguang."

"I won't give it to you." Su Murong gave him the middle finger. "You've been sending people to investigate me, and now you're trying to rob me on the road. I'm not even going to hold it against you, but you're still not done."

Dark clouds gathered, and Luo Benmo raised his hand to fight her again.

"Stop, stop, stop." Su Murong raised his hand again. "We can talk about it in another way, like cooperation or something. This thing is tied to me, you can't use it even if I give it to you."

The thunder that had gathered in the dark clouds dissipated, and Luo Benmo lowered her hand. She probably understood that Su Murong could now use Tong Chenguang with ease, and that forcibly taking it from her would not bring any benefit.

So she turned to inquire about something else: "What's your relationship with my brother?"

Su Murong blurted out, "He is my husband."

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck at Su Murong's feet.

"Okay, actually it was me who pursued him unilaterally, but if you ask me about our past, that's a complicated story."

Luo Benmo withdrew his hand and said, "Stay away from him."

"That won't do, sis. You can't just kick people out after you've eaten your fill." Su Murong slid down to Luo Benmo's knees, grabbed her leg, and cried, "Sis, I already told you, I can massage your butt, and I have lots of medicine, I have everything, please let me stay."

The howling was deafening and lasted for a long time.

Luo Benmo was so angry that her hands were trembling. At their level, every action was about dignity and prestige. Even the ruthless Wen Shihan would not act like a child in front of her like this person.

He's someone who can hold his own against her, so how can he be so shameless?

"Get lost." Luo Benmo kicked her and turned to leave.

Killing her is impossible. This guy's killing moves are truly bizarre. If we break ties with her and lose most of our cultivation, it won't be worth it. It's not too late to fight her after we've figured out her move.

"Sister!" Su Murong got up and waved at her, "Give me an address, otherwise how am I supposed to join you?"

Luo Benmo ignored him and gradually walked away.

"Heh, that's quite unique."

Su Murong lowered his hand, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Those of you who've been peeking over there for so long, have you seen enough? Can you come out now?"

A ripple came from the space.

It was as if a curtain had been lifted, and a corner of what was previously empty space suddenly appeared, revealing a dark space from which two people walked out.

Heaven has no pity for Mu Xiaobai.

This was an extremely sophisticated immortal technique, with excellent disguise, and it even involved the laws of space. Even Luo Benmo didn't notice it, but Su Murong managed to detect it.

Su Murong scrutinized the two of them. Her gaze first fell on Mu Xiaobai, and after carefully examining her and confirming that she was just a young girl, she turned her attention to Tian Bulian, who clearly had more authority: "You two have been looking at each other for so long, is there something you need?"

“Su Murong, right?” Tian Bulian smiled slightly. “I want to make a deal with you.”

"Oh?"

Leaving aside the details of their transaction for now, let's return to Luo Benmo's side.

As soon as she arrived at Yang Pingsheng's side, she saw Xu Anlu and Wen Shihan surrounding him. The two of them had returned to normal, having broken Yang Pingsheng's spiritual energy shield, and had come looking for him by following the scent.

Xiaoyu is a mortal, and it's a bit slower for her to walk, so right now Yang Pingsheng only has Xu Anlu and Wen Shihan by his side.

The person holding Yang Pingsheng was Wen Shihan. Xu Anlu was about to try and snatch him away when Luo Benmo arrived.

The two looked at Luo Benmo and asked in unison, "Brother, did you do this?" "What happened, sir?"

Luo Benmo ignored him and said coldly, "Put my brother down, then get lost."

Wen Shihan took a step back and hugged her even tighter, while Xu Anlu summoned her magical artifact.

"If you want to fight, just say so." Wen Shihan's tone also turned cold.

"Great, it's perfect since we didn't finish playing last time."

As she spoke, the gun was pointed directly at Wen Shihan: "But you should put the person down first."

Wen Shihan sneered and turned to run away.

Boom!!

A bolt of blood-red lightning struck in front of Wen Shihan.

It was Luo Benmo; she directly fused with the Blood Spirit Root and activated True Immortal Mode.

On the other side, Xu Anlu also merged with Xu Anyin and became a true immortal. However, she did not touch her spiritual root for fear of attracting attention.

Neither of the two True Immortals used large-scale killing moves, but their combined pressure pressed down on Wen Shihan.

Wen Shihan clicked his tongue: "Two True Immortals against one Celestial Immortal..."

"Let it go or not?" Luo Benmo was too lazy to waste words. Fighting with Su Murong had already taken a lot of her energy, and she didn't want to waste any more breath.

"You want to separate me from my brother? I'm telling you, it's impossible..."

Fire and lightning surged up at the same time.

For a moment, the place where Wen Shihan stood was a kaleidoscope of colors, with smoke and explosions overlapping, making it an unsightly sight.

Xu Anlu frowned and looked at Luo Benmo: "That's enough. It wouldn't be good if you hurt the master."

Luo Benmo's expression remained unchanged: "If you're injured, treat you. I can save you even if you're on your last breath."

Xu Anlu remained silent for a moment, then increased her output.

The smoke gradually dissipated, but the place was now deserted.

Wen Shihan is still the same Wen Shihan. Although his raw strength is lacking, he has plenty of strange and unusual immortal techniques.

Luo Benmo's expression hardened, and sensing the presence not far away, he hurriedly flew over, with Xu Anlu not to be outdone, following closely behind.

Just as they were walking away...

Intense Yin energy gathered here, slowly turning into a pool of black mud, and finally transforming into the shape of Wen Shihan.

"cough……"

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, but she never let go of Yang Pingsheng's arm. Her long, black hair swayed in the wind, like a shadow in the night.

"Two idiots..."