The improved female villains regained their memories.

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boom!

Gunshots rang out nearby, and a bullet pierced through the wooden door, landing beside Yang Pingsheng.

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"Brother?"

A call brought Yang Pingsheng back to his senses, and he could see the fog in front of him again, gasping for breath.

"A dream, I've just fallen into a dream again!"

The sword spirit clung to him relentlessly, drawing him in time and again, making him unable to extricate himself.

Yang Pingsheng, panting, turned to look at the person who had called him, and unexpectedly saw Wen Shihan.

"Xiao Han?"

"Brother."

Wen Shihan stood there, his expression inscrutable.

“My dream showed me a lot, brother, I really hate you.”

"what?"

“You want to change me, you keep saying you want me to be better, but you’ve led me to even greater despair. Brother, I hate you.”

After saying that, Wen Shihan produced a small knife in his hand, and the aura emanating from it was that of a seventh-grade magic weapon.

"Xiao Han, you..."

Caught off guard, Yang Pingsheng hadn't even had time to react after breaking free from the dream when Wen Shihan tackled him to the ground.

"Brother, I am in so much pain, it's all your fault."

"You brought me hope, but also despair; you gave me warmth, but also cruelty."

"You are the one who gave me a new life, and you are also the one who led me to my downfall."

"I hate you."

The blade flashed, aimed at Yang Pingsheng's eyes, and was about to fall in the next second.

"I want you to experience those days shrouded in darkness too."

Wen Shihan spoke with a ferocious expression, then forcefully stabbed at Yang Pingsheng's eyes.

Chapter 291 The Eyes Representing the Night Cannot See Through the Purest Light

"Xiao Han, what are you doing?!" Yang Pingsheng dodged the attack by tilting his head, and looked at Wen Shihan in shock and anger.

Memories from his past life resurfaced, tormenting him. The trials of the Sword Soul Heart were not yet over, and he never expected Wen Shihan to attack him.

He couldn't linger with Wen Shihan for too long, otherwise he didn't know when he would be pulled into the dream again by the Sword Soul Heart.

"I'm sorry, Xiaohan."

He unleashed a yellowish-brown spiritual energy, shaking off Wen Shihan before him, and then got up and ran into the mist.

"Brother, are you going to abandon Xiaohan again, just like before?"

Wen Shihan's words were like the whispers of a demon. Yang Pingsheng had no time to look back and could only plunge headlong into the fog.

[How did Wen Shihan become like this? Was it because of the dream?]

No, now is not the time to think about these things. We must pass the test of the Sword Soul Heart as soon as possible.

As he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind his head. He quickly looked down and saw a throwing knife graz his scalp.

"Brother, don't run away!"

Wen Shihan's figure appeared and disappeared, accompanied by a broken laugh.

Why are you running? Are you afraid of me?

Wen Shihan's voice was urgent, but Yang Pingsheng had already calmed down, his dark eyes revealing a cold light.

[Not warm, but cold]

Is it a dream? Or is someone impersonating someone?

The real Wen Shihan located me, but she couldn't find me. Instead, this imposter did. Why is that?

Yang Pingsheng thought quickly, but before he could think it through, the scene before him began to change again.

The Sword Soul Heart was activated once more, and memories of his past life flooded back.

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Previous life

There are people outside the door.

This was Yang Pingsheng's first idea.

We're stuck here.

This was Yang Pingsheng's second idea.

Jiang Shiyu's expression was solemn. She leaned against the wall, holding a sniper rifle in her hand, her dark eyes hidden in the darkness, filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Bang bang bang! !

Gunfire continued outside, and flashes of light pierced through the windows. The people firing in this direction were also under attack and had no time to pay attention to them.

"They were after the goods."

In the darkness, Jiang Shiyu spoke.

"These guys aren't the buyers. Damn it, the buyers are gone."

Outside the window, gunshots continued. Jiang Shiyu peeked out to take a look, then immediately ducked back inside.

Her face looked terrible; the usually strong woman was on the verge of collapse: "The goods can't be saved."

Yang Pingsheng remained silent; at this moment, he didn't know what to say.

sizzle-

The walkie-talkie started making noise again; it was a man screaming.

"006, hurry and protect the cargo! If it gets lost, you and I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the walkie-talkie went silent.

Jiang Shiyu gritted her teeth and said to Yang Pingsheng, "I'll go, you stay here."

After saying that, she rushed out before Yang Pingsheng could react.

The throwing knife came again.

Yang Pingsheng broke free from the dream, dodging the attack, and angrily demanded, "Who exactly are you?"

The pursuer was silent for a moment, then chuckled: "I am Wen Shihan!"

"you!!"

The heavy earth elemental energy spread out, and Yang Pingsheng, who had been repeatedly tormented by the sword soul and then attacked, finally became angry.

The ground around him suddenly collapsed, and the pursuers in the mist screamed and then fell silent.

"Huh? That was... a killing move? I actually unintentionally created the prototype of a killing move, which means I'm about to awaken a celestial weapon!?" Yang Pingsheng was filled with doubt and surprise, but the next second, the Sword Soul Heart pulled him back into the dream.

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Gunfire echoed continuously in the port.

The man in black stood on the edge of the cliff, looking through binoculars, while his butler, also dressed in black, stood respectfully beside him.

"almost."

The man muttered something to himself, then said to the butler, "Call the police."

The butler bowed slightly: "Yes, young master."

"It's a pity about those people; they all have to be packed up and sent over to that guy to boost his sales figures." The man shook his head helplessly.

"Young master, don't be too disappointed. There will always be people like them," the butler said with a smile.

"That's right."

In the abandoned port shrouded in darkness, gunshots rang out incessantly.

What are you doing following me out here!?

"Senior, let me help you."

"you!"

Bang bang bang.

Gunfire continued from the other side, and the two men simultaneously ducked behind a rock.

Jiang Shiyu said angrily, "You don't have to come out."

"But, senior."

"There's something wrong with this deal. I suspect it's..."

A ray of light pierced the darkness.