The improved female villains regained their memories.

She took out the jade pendant from her bosom, looked at it, and murmured to herself.

"I want your gift too..."

She suddenly laughed, and the laughter itself disappeared into the shadows.

"Hey, hehehe..."

On the python's back, a human face is faintly visible.

That was Yang Pingsheng's face.

The fifth villain – a cunning and treacherous messenger skilled in disguise.

At this time, they were in the capital.

Chapter 207 The Establishment of the Luo Su Alliance

The summer heat is unbearable.

In ancient times, people would use natural ice to escape the summer heat. They would store large quantities of natural ice in cellars during the winter of the previous year and take it out the following summer. The effect was no worse than that of air conditioning.

However, those who could obtain and use ice cellars were generally princes, nobles, or high-ranking officials who received rewards from above. Yang Pingsheng was neither of those, so naturally he did not have such a thing.

Fortunately, he was an immortal with spiritual energy to dispel the summer heat, so he didn't need it.

Today, the Emperor suddenly summoned his children to the palace, so Xu Anlu hurriedly returned early in the morning. Luo Benmo was nowhere to be seen, and only Wen Shihan and Su Murong remained in the courtyard.

With Xiaoyu not around, Wen Shihan cooks the meals at home. However, Wen Shihan only cares about her brother, and no one else is on her menu. As a result, Da Huang has to go hungry. He hasn't had anything to eat or drink since morning, and he's pitifully sticking out his tongue in the corner.

Yang Pingsheng sat on the bed in the room, slowly circulating the spiritual energy in his body. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and he opened his eyes to find Xiaoyu standing in the doorway.

"I'm back, young master."

She was still as gentle and tender as before, but because of the system, she had also become more mysterious and unpredictable.

"...Where did you go?"

"I forgot some things at Immortal Valley," Xiaoyu said obediently. "Young Master, are you still angry?"

Where is the system?

"I'm here." The black cat darted onto Xiaoyu's shoulder, wagging its tail. "Pingsheng, are you still angry?"

angry……

This isn't some children's game, what's the point of getting angry?

Yang Pingsheng looked at the person and the cat in front of him.

The scene from when he had just completed his ninth life flashed through his mind: a gray sky, a light drizzle, and the system repeatedly pressing him for what he wanted. He replied…

"I need someone to be with me."

He diligently helped Heaven complete all its tasks, and finally made a wish to Heaven, yearning for someone who would never betray him to accompany him through the rest of his life.

Then, the light rain came.

She walked in that rainy night, under that gray sky, shrouded in mist and rain, carrying the air of a woman from Jiangnan, as beautiful as a painting.

"So what do you know? What are you hiding? Can't you tell me?"

"I'm sorry, young master..."

Xiaoyu pursed her lips, but ultimately said nothing.

Yang Pingsheng pondered for a moment, then changed the subject: "Is the Heavenly Dao truly behind you? You can at least tell us that."

Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then slowly shook her head.

it is more than words.

"Don't ask anymore, Pingsheng," the black cat said. "Just know that we would never harm you now."

"You wouldn't possibly harm me..."

This tone sounds familiar.

Yang Pingsheng remembered that the system had always said the same thing in previous worlds.

"What's going on with Su Murong and the others?" Yang Pingsheng asked. "They're all gathering around me now. Is this a coincidence, or is someone doing this on purpose?"

The answer was obvious without even asking, but Yang Pingsheng still asked.

Unfortunately, neither Xiaoyu nor the black cat knew the answer to this question. The two remained silent until the black cat finally spoke up: "Pingsheng, you must understand that what you are facing is not a question of good versus evil, nor is it a question of whether someone is plotting against you. This is a game of chess, and this game has been going on for a very, very long time."

"So, according to you, what I need to do now is appease the remaining female villains and then wait and see how things develop?"

"That would be best."

As the black cat spoke, even Xiaoyu looked over.

Those watery eyes were fixed on Yang Pingsheng's face, pleading and expectant, as if saying: [Listen to it, you don't need to do anything, I will take care of everything for you].

Yang Pingsheng remained silent.

"Xiaoyu," he said after a long silence, "After you left, Dahuang hasn't eaten or drunk anything. Could you go and feed it?"

"I understand," Xiaoyu nodded in response.

She already knew about Yang Pingsheng's choice.

Xiaoyu sighed helplessly as she left the room with the black cat, while the black cat scratched its head.

"It seems we can't stop him now."

"Ah."

Xiaoyu nodded; she wasn't surprised by this outcome.

"The biggest point of contact between villains and protagonists is still between villains and protagonists in the main world. The battle between these two is always earth-shattering and it is a fight to the death."

"……Um."

"If all else fails, you should just talk to Yang directly..."

The black cat suddenly stopped talking.

As if being watched by some indescribable being, the black cat bristled and stared in terror at the distant corridor.

Under the eaves, a sinister aura surged, and a figure emerged from the shadows.

Wen Shihan's face was shrouded in shadow, her expression inscrutable. She looked at Xiaoyu without making a sound and said, "Going to feed the dogs?"

Xiaoyu was a little confused, but still nodded: "Mm."

“No need to feed it anymore,” Wen Shihan said coldly. “I’ll kill it and make dog meat soup for my brother tonight.”

"you!!"

The terrifying killing intent dissipated the eerie yin energy.

Veins bulged on Xiaoyu's forehead, her energy swirling and crackling in the air. She was about to erupt in anger when Wen Shihan interrupted her with a single sentence:

"Just kidding."

A strand of hair fell into the air, and a blade engraved with the words "Life" was held against Xiaoyu's neck. Wen Shihan looked at her and said coldly, "If you dare to hurt your brother again, I'll make you into soup."

The bulging veins subsided, and a gentle aura once again enveloped Xiaoyu. She sighed softly and whispered, "No, it won't happen."

She wouldn't, and couldn't, hurt him.

Wen Shihan snorted coldly, put away the magical artifact, and walked back into the shadows. Xiao Yu watched her retreating figure but did not stop her.

It's hard to say who would have the upper hand in a confrontation between the two.

The light and shadow flickered among the leaves, and everything that happened here was seen by the Vermilion Bird perched on the branch. It flapped its wings and flew in through the open window, landing on Su Murong's shoulder as he was drinking tea.

It whispered everything it had seen to Su Murong, and Su Murong's hand holding the teacup almost stopped as he listened.

Looking up, I saw Xiaoyu walking through the corridor with her black cat through the window.

Su Murong: "?"

Who is this person?

In the deal with Tian Bulian, the other party clearly told me that Yang Pingsheng should already have three female villains around him. The one with a gloomy temperament is Wen Shihan, the short, silver-haired one is Luo Benmo, and the one with a split personality is Xu Anlu. I have indeed seen these people, but I have never heard of such a gentle and refined person around Yang Pingsheng.

Who is this?

According to Zhuque's report, she came out of Yang Pingsheng's room with a close relationship, but she was at odds with Wen Shihan. It seemed that the discord was caused by the possessiveness that is typical of female villains. However, for some reason, Su Murong just felt that this person was strange.

"My lord," Suzaku whispered in her ear, "that cat, it seems to be..."

The Vermilion Bird's eyes can see through the essence of things.

In its fourth life, it saw the system that detected Su Murong and remembered its essence.

Now, it also saw the black cat.

"Is it one?" Su Murong asked.

Zhuque shook her head: "Not entirely."

If I had to use an analogy, it would be that these two were born to the same mother, but they are still different.

Su Murong pondered for a moment, then stood up.

Suzaku guessed what she was going to do and asked with some concern, "Does Your Majesty really want to go?"

"Go, why not go?"

Wise people assess the situation and, more importantly, seek out the right partners.

She couldn't understand Yang Pingsheng's situation, and now there was another unexpected person involved, so she needed to act even faster.

She first went to Yang Pingsheng's door, knocked, and said she wanted to go out. After receiving a "okay" in response, she walked out of the courtyard gate and headed towards the commercial street.

The Vermilion Bird transformed into human form, wearing a veil, and followed beside her.

The commercial street was not as bustling as before after noon. The sun was still blazing, and the streets were much emptier, but it wasn't completely deserted. In the middle of the street, there was a wonton stall, which was full of people.

The only empty seat was next to Luo Benmo. She walked over and sat down, sweetly greeting, "Good afternoon, elder sister."

At the stall, the sounds of bowls and chopsticks clattering and slurping filled the air. The wonton vendor huddled in a corner, trembling and afraid to speak. Zhuque stood behind Su Murong, watching the short man before her warily. She knew what terrifying power was hidden within that small frame.

Luo Benmo glanced at her, put the last wonton in his bowl into his mouth, slurped down a mouthful of soup, and then pointed to the wontons in front of Su Murong: "I ordered these for you."