The improved female villains regained their memories.

"Also, I want to see my father."

"it is good."

"I want to eat at the same table as my father and mother."

"it is good……"

Shi Guijia's body slowly curled up.

"it is good……"

She trembled, repeating the same thing over and over.

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The weather has cleared up these past few days, and the girl's health has improved a lot, including her appetite.

She developed a craving for food, and Shi Guijia dared not neglect her, so she made many delicious dishes.

But unexpectedly, the girl started experiencing pain again that night.

What started as a normal stomachache eventually became aches all over my body, and finally my heart.

It was excruciatingly painful.

Shi Guijia felt extremely guilty, but there was nothing she could do but stay by her side.

In the middle of the night, the girl, now weak, asked, "Mother, what kind of person is Father?"

"...He is a very capable person."

"Then where did he go?"

"He went to a very, very far place, and it may be a long time before he comes back."

Do I look like my father?

Shi Guijia was stunned: "What?"

“They all laughed at me at school,” the girl said softly. “They said I had blue hair, and you and Auntie had blonde hair. Unless my father had blue hair, I couldn’t possibly have blue hair.”

"Mother, does Father have blue hair?"

Shi Guijia did not answer. After a long while, she said softly, "You look a lot like your father."

"really?"

"real."

She held the girl's hand, having made up her mind.

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When he was wandering the martial arts world, Shi Guijia took in many apprentices and also guided many talented weapon refiners.

Most of them were ordinary people who had no way of getting into the Royal Weapon Forging Academy.

However, Liu Shaoheng was the only exception among these people.

He didn't get in, not because of his family background or recommendation letter, but because he was a freak.

"The real miracle is man!"

"If we can forge them by imitating the path that immortals use to circulate spiritual energy, then we might be able to create such androids. With more of these androids, they can do a lot of work, and we won't have to work so hard anymore!"

There are countless types of weapon crafting, and most weapon crafters will choose one type to specialize in.

The species that Liu Shaoheng specializes in is one he created himself, namely, humans.

Shi Guijia used to scoff at her apprentice's ideas. In her view, a tool is a tool, and a person is a person. A person is the most intelligent of all beings, and no matter how exquisite or mysterious a tool is, it can never become a person.

Humans are the creation of the Way of Heaven, while tools are the creations of humans. How can the creations of humans surpass the creations of Heaven?

wow-

The silver moon hung high in the sky, and Shi Guijia opened the door to the storage room.

After Liu Shaoheng's death, some of the original design drawings were piled up here by Shi Guijia.

To outsiders, these things are nothing more than waste paper.

Shi Guijia lowered her arm, the moonlight shining on her face, which remained expressionless.

Waste paper, or perhaps, a miracle.

From that day on, Shi Guijia never sought medical treatment again.

Nobody knows what she's doing.

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It's winter, and it's snowing.

Shi Guijia became thin and even her once-bright blonde hair lost its luster.

She was panting as she slowly rose from the table.

Her lower body had been completely replaced with machinery, and a spirit stone was embedded in her dantian.

She leaned against the wall, panting, and walked with difficulty, step by step.

As she reached the girl's room, she suddenly straightened up, her weak expression turning calm. She pressed a switch on her waist, and the machine on her lower body gained an extra layer of skin.

She smiled and pushed open the door.

The girl was sitting on the bed, staring intently at the dandelions placed by the window. Her hair had all fallen out, and her once round face had become so thin that it was deathly pale.

Hearing the noise, she turned her head, looked at Shi Guijia, and still smiled: "Mother."

"Luo Yi," Shi Guijia said with a smile, "I've found a treatment method, you'll get better soon."

"Really!?" the girl exclaimed excitedly. "Then when I get better, I can go on a trip with my mother?"

"Ah."

"Will I be able to see all those huge dandelion fields my mother described, the Shenlong Lake where wishes are said to come true, the mountain peaks where you can see the sunrise, and the relaxing hot springs?!"

"Ah."

"Good!"

Shi Guijia smiled and approached, extending her hand to hold the girl's hand tightly.

Her empty eyes were covered by tenderness. When she looked over, it seemed she didn't see the girl's face, but rather a void: "How could it be fate? How could it be fate?"

She murmured to herself, repeating herself over and over in a tiny voice.

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The day of treatment arrived.

In Shi Guijia's weapon-refining room, darkness enveloped the surroundings, with only a single magical lamp slowly illuminating the bed in the center.

"Mother..." the girl cried out in fear.

"It's okay, everything will be alright."

Shi Guijia said with a smile, and then picked up the knife.

The spirit stone circulated, providing spiritual energy to her body.

"I've already tried it, it's safe, Luo Yi, you'll be alright."

puff.

Blood splattered everywhere.

"It hurts so much," the girl cried out. "Mother, it hurts so much."

"Sweetie, the pain will go away soon."

A hollow smile, a silver glint of a blade, blood splattering everywhere.

Shi Guijia was laughing, and while laughing, she was also wielding her knife.

"You will achieve it. You will look a lot like your father. You will travel with me. All those bad memories will disappear. Be good, just bear with it, everything will pass."

"It hurts, it hurts so much!" the girl cried. "Mother, I don't want it anymore, I don't want treatment anymore."

"No, how can I accept my fate?"

She smiled and said, "How can we accept our fate?"

One cut, one cut, one cut.

One cut after another.

A madman?

A madman.

Chapter 394 A Miracle Called Humanity!

Amidst turbulent winds and surging spiritual energy, Wen Shihan, controlling the extraterrestrial visitor, led Yang Pingsheng in a rapid retreat.

She glanced back at the light and shadow, her body covered in calamity, and the floating images of the past unfolded like waves, showing a crazed female villain fighting against the Heavenly Dao, which made Wen Shihan's eyes flicker.

For some reason, she admired Shi Guijia.

Whether she's crazy or wrong, she's come to this point, at odds with the world. The immortals can't do anything about her, and even the Heavenly Dao couldn't take her down immediately. Even though she's lost her reason now, no one dares to underestimate her.

If it were the Wen Shihan of the past, she would have regarded Shi Guijia as her role model, but she can't now; she must ensure Yang Pingsheng's safety.

Tiandao and Shi Guijia were entangled together, and the members of the Guardian Sect were also fighting Liuguang and were covered in blood, so Wen Shihan's retreat went smoothly and he did not encounter any obstacles at all.

"Brother, are you alright?"

After a brief period of safety, Wen Shihan went to check on Yang Pingsheng, who was still trapped in the illusion and looked as if he were asleep.

After a quick check, Wen Shihan breathed a sigh of relief, finding no immediate danger.

"Junior sister?" Just then, Mu Xiaobai appeared next to the visitor from outer space.

She carried Gu Ziang, who was in a vegetative state, on her back, and protected the distraught Gan Jiang. Her breathing was steady, and her condition was still good.

Wen Shihan could only control the extraterrestrial visitor to move, not to fight, so she could only fly out and look at Mu Xiaobai with a wary expression: "Senior sister, do you want to fight me here?"