The improved female villains regained their memories.

The Milky Way tilted towards the heavens, the moon goddess radiated a soft light, and her breath was cold and lingering in the air. Yang Pingsheng glanced at her helplessly and said, "If you don't do your homework, those lecturers might beat you up when school starts."

"I have my master here, they wouldn't dare hit me!" Li Chumo said with a grin. Her eyes were bright and her spirits were high. The sadness that had been brewing for today had vanished, leaving only boundless energy.

Then, she put on a pitiful look and said, "Master, I'm hungry."

In the darkness, the candlelight from the other side of the room shone through, illuminating the girl's face. Yang Pingsheng smiled helplessly: "What do you want to eat?"

"I'm fine with anything," she said, "I just don't want anything grilled."

Roasted food is the most common food for the beastmen of the tribe. During the years when she lived alone, Li Chumo ate roasted food, roasted meat, roasted fish, roasted mushrooms... She always sat alone by the fire, preparing food day after day.

The firelight dispelled many things and brought many things. In the memories of those years, when the fire was lit, it was accompanied by the aroma of charred food.

She thought this smell would stay with her for the rest of her life, until she met her master.

When I encountered it, I became afraid again.

Yang Pingsheng hugged her again, looked at the moon in her eyes, and smiled: "Let's eat the meat soup we had last time."

Li Chumo smiled, her eyes turning into crescent moons: "Okay!"

The fire was lit again, but this time it brought not the aroma of burnt food, but the fragrance of stewed food. Li Chumo had only tasted such delicious meat soup once before. That time, she went out to play and when she came back, she ate the meat soup that her master had prepared for her. Although it was cold, she remembered it for a long time.

Seeing it with her own eyes this time, she was so tempted that her mouth watered.

Li Chumo ate the whole pot of meat soup by herself. She was so full that she clung to Yang Pingsheng with her big belly.

Feeling sleepy after eating, she yawned and said, "Master, I want to sleep."

Yang Pingsheng asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to do your homework?"

Li Chumo buried her face in Yang Pingsheng's arms in a spoiled manner, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Yang Pingsheng didn't pressure her; he picked her up and carried her into the house.

They walked into the house and put her on the bed. Li Chumo was indeed sleepy. She closed her eyes and made soft snoring sounds, and her drooping tail was tucked to one side.

Yang Pingsheng blew out the candle and was about to leave when he saw the book "Dream of the Mountain Forest" on her desk.

The book was placed next to her homework, apparently for when she was daydreaming and would flip through it when she couldn't concentrate on her work.

She really liked the story. After hearing Yang Pingsheng tell it last time, she insisted on having him give her the book.

He still clearly remembered that when he told her about his dream of the mountains and forests, Li Chumo was particularly excited, especially when the woodcutter didn't recognize her, she was so angry that she pinched her own tail tightly.

She was like the purest child, showing all her emotions to Yang Pingsheng without reservation. She hated the misunderstandings created by people, but she couldn't help but love the storyline.

She really is starting to look human.

Whether it's her daydreaming, her tantrums when she doesn't want to do her homework, or her blissful fantasies while immersed in stories, she's no different from any other eleven-year-old girl.

That's why she was so emotionally distraught during the day, worried about whether she could leave or not.

Yang Pingsheng suppressed his smile, quietly walked out, and closed the wooden door.

Unfortunately, he will still leave.

He had realized that his feelings were growing colder, and now he felt no remorse whatsoever. Even though the girl shed tears in front of him today, he remained completely unmoved.

A gentle evening breeze swept by.

He stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, snow cascading over his ankles. His dark eyes were like an abyss, so deep that even the bright moon could not reflect a single ray of light there.

unreasonable......

It's better than having no feelings at all.

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Fox tribe

In the bamboo grove, the emerald bamboos stand tall and straight, reaching into the clouds, resembling a green ocean. Sunlight filters through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting dappled shadows and adding a touch of mystery and tranquility to the grove. The bamboo leaves sway gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, like the whispers of nature.

The girl walked stiffly ahead, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, like a robot.

Lan Xiu followed behind her and asked, "Little sister, didn't you say that the fruit you usually pick is very close to here? How come we've been walking for so long and we're still not there?"

The girl tried her best to remain natural, forcing a smile onto her stiff face: "It's winter now, and most of the fruit is gone, except for some sea buckthorn berries, which are a long way off."

"Really? You must have had a tough time." Lan Xiu sighed, stepped forward and took her hand. "At such a young age, dressed so lightly, and walking such a long way, it must have been very hard for you to take care of your grandmother."

The girl dared not make a move. She racked her brains but couldn't figure out what the woman's purpose was in suddenly showing up at her door.

This morning, she was preparing to go out to pick fruit as usual when she unexpectedly ran into this woman. The woman seemed to have been waiting there for a long time. She not only prepared breakfast for her, but also offered to go fruit picking with her and help her.

Putting aside whether she'll help or not, the most crucial question is: why did she come back?

And they even blocked her doorstep just as the year was drawing to a close.

Does this mean they suspect her?

The girl's palms were sweaty, and even though she tried her best to hide it, she couldn't avoid her body's subconscious reaction.

Lan Xiu glanced at her without saying a word, smiled, took her hand, and walked forward.

As the two were walking, suddenly, some strange sounds came from the bamboo forest not far away.

Lan Xiu stopped first, shielding the girl behind him, his face serious: "Something's not right."

The girl hadn't yet recovered from her suspicions, and in her current state, she blankly replied, "What?"

A swarm of blood-red bats emerged from the bamboo forest and pounced on the two.

"Vampire Bats!" Lan Xiu exclaimed in shock, immediately drawing his sword: "There are members of the Demonic Cult nearby!"

The girl was still not convinced: "Huh?"

"Little sister, run!"

The vampire bats swarmed in, and Lan Xiu gathered his spiritual energy, causing the two sides to collide.

boom!

The shockwave knocked the girl over. By the time she got up, the vampire bats had disappeared, and Lan Xiu was also injured and lying on the ground.

Hey.

Hey.

Deep in the bamboo forest, a figure was approaching.

At this moment, the girl didn't care about any doubts. She got up, ran to Lan Xiu's side, and grabbed her desperately, trying to drag her away.

Lan Xiu coughed up blood and weakly glanced at the girl: "Little sister, don't worry about me. The demon kills without blinking an eye. His target is me. You should go first."

"No, no!" The girl was on the verge of tears. "I can't leave you behind!"

Although Lan Xiu had been investigating those murder cases, she had helped him before and fed him. For that reason alone, the girl couldn't just leave Lan Xiu there.

The sound of flapping wings grew closer, and the dark figure condensed into a large number of vampire bats.

The fear of death filled the girl's limbs, making them feel like lead. She had indeed killed someone, but she had never seen anything like this before.

"We cannot give up; we must repay our debt of gratitude!"

The fire of obsession was burning within her; she clung tightly to Lan Xiu, moving him little by little.

But no miracle occurred. The man was already close. Knowing she was doomed, the girl picked up a stick and stood in front of Lan Xiu.

"Come on, come on!" she yelled, trying to bolster her courage. "Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"

The imagined excruciating pain did not come.

The figure sighed softly and said, "You're right. Although this girl has developed demonic tendencies, her obsession with repaying kindness is equally strong. It's never too late for a prodigal son to turn back."

The figure that appeared was none other than Zhi Xinghan.

The girl stared blankly, while Lan Xiu smiled, dusted himself off, and stood up, looking completely unharmed. He said, "Boss, I told you, I'm better at judging people than your magic weapon."

The girl felt a chill run down her spine, realizing she had been tricked.

She knew Lan Xiu's return was no simple matter, but she never expected him to have set such a trap for her. And did her reaction indicate...?

“We have uncovered the truth.” Zhi Xinghan stood before her, looking down at her. “Do you have anything else to say?”

"I......"

Her body was shaking violently.

It's a dead end.

Orc tribes are very particular about rules, and she, who plotted against her own kind, would only end up being beheaded.

I'm going to die, I'm definitely going to die!

I never imagined that I would still die in the end.

The girl didn't regret it; she was just unwilling to die like that.

She hadn't yet seen her grandmother off at her deathbed, nor had she repaid the kindness of her benefactor; she couldn't die like this.

She knelt down with a thud, her eyes reddening: "I just want to live..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lan Xiu and Zhi Xinghan exchanged a glance. In the end, Lan Xiu helped her up and gently comforted her, "Did your clan leader threaten you?"

The girl was stunned again, this time truly stunned. What was her relationship with the clan leader?

Zhi Xinghan seemed to notice the girl's confusion, but he misunderstood her meaning and said, "If you still want to cover up for your clan leader, then there's no need. I've already obtained the evidence."

“The Demonic Sect is not tolerated by the righteous path, even by your clan leader.” Zhi Xinghan changed the subject and began to comfort her, “If she really threatens you, the Cultivation Palace will protect you.”

The girl stared in disbelief: "I..."

This turned out to be a misunderstanding!

It turns out that Hua Yanshu, the chieftain of the fox tribe, had already joined the demonic cult.

The escape that year was something she planned herself, and Qing Xuelan, who escaped at the time, was her best friend.

The demonic sect's cultivation emphasizes harming others for personal gain. One of its cultivation methods is called the Blood Pool Cultivation Method, which is said to have been specially crafted for orcs. It allows them to use the blood of their own kind to revert their bloodline back to that of a divine beast, thereby greatly increasing their cultivation level.

Hua Yanshu did indeed set up such a place, but she herself never used it. And not far from where the girl killed the young woman was the blood pool that Hua Yanshu had set up.

Previously, Zhi Xinghan had suspected the killer's motive. Putting aside the two missing people, why did the heads of the two bodies that were found have to be removed? Later, when he found the blood pool, he realized that the killer was actually practicing the Blood Pool Cultivation Technique!

In addition to the blood of one's clansmen, the brain is also a crucial part of the Blood Pool Cultivation Method, allowing for the best cultivation results.

By a twist of fate, the flower tree became the murderer.