The improved female villains regained their memories.

The shouts of battle shook the forest, and flocks of birds flew away in fright. After the battle, the bandits returned laden with spoils.

Luo Benmo killed someone, and when he returned, his scimitar was covered in blood.

This was her first time killing someone.

As always, the square was filled with a grand feast, and the bandits' cheers were deafening. Liu Mazi walked up to the silver-haired girl and patted her on the shoulder.

"Well done."

The silver-haired girl said nothing and took her leave.

She found a place and vomited.

After vomiting, she straightened up, her eyes filled with confusion.

"I am a villain, I am a villain, killing means nothing to me."

A piece of cake.

It wasn't until she killed her 452nd person that she finally got used to the feeling of killing.

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Thunder rumbled in waves.

The silver-haired girl held a knife, and Liu Mazi lay in front of her, covered in blood.

He laughed loudly: "I knew I wasn't wrong, you heartless bastard, hahahaha, now you've grown wings and want to kill me?"

The silver-haired girl looked at him expressionlessly.

“You have no heart, Luo Benmo. No wonder you were abandoned.” Liu Mazi said with blood in his mouth, “A person like you should have died long ago. Your life in this world only brings fear to people.”

"Nobody will want you."

"Your talent, your silver hair, everything about you is cursed."

"You're just a discarded bastard!"

It's raining.

Rainwater mixed with blood flowed all over the ground.

“I was not abandoned.”

The silver-haired girl drew her sword.

She wiped the water off her face haphazardly, muttering to herself, "I wasn't abandoned."

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The side effects of absorbing spiritual roots have returned.

Unless she cultivates her own spiritual root, the girl is destined to embark on a path of no return from the moment she chooses to devour spiritual roots.

She was writhing in pain, banging her head against the wall.

She dared not show this side of herself to outsiders, and could only bang her head against the wall in silence.

First the body, then the mind, and finally the soul.

In the darkness, she could only curl up in a ball.

"I......."

There is no one to talk to, no one to share with.

She realized in a daze that she had always been alone.

"I was wrong?"

She clenched her hands tightly.

"They're the ones who don't want me."

"It is clearly..."

The silver-haired girl spoke softly, feeling only her own heart pounding like thunder.

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"Xiao Mo, I..."

"roll!"

The silver-haired girl angrily retorted to Blood Pigeon: "Do you think I would go against the Immortal Sect for your sake? Blood Pigeon, you abandoned me first, not me!"

Blood Pigeon's eyes dimmed: "I understand, Little Mo, I will leave."

She turned and left, never to return.

The palace was empty, with only the silver-haired girl inside.

She moved her lips, as if trying to say something.

But she didn't say anything.

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boom!

In their final clash of deadly moves, Ling Feizi was utterly defeated.

The silver-haired girl stood in front of her, looking at her coldly: "Give me back my brother."

Consort Ling coughed up blood, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha, I was right after all! My deduction was correct! You are the villain of the world!"

She laughed louder and louder, as if she had discovered some profound truth.

"I was right, I was right!"

puff!

The silver-haired girl finished her off in one move.

"Yes, you are right."

She coldly flicked the blood off her hands, her face, framed by her flying silver hair, completely transformed into a demon.

"I am the bad guy."

Her eyes were completely clouded, and under the sunlight, the shadows stretched endlessly.

No one can see it clearly.

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"You're not my sister!" Luo Benqing roared angrily at the silver-haired girl, tears welling in his eyes, "You killed my master, you killed my fellow cultivators, you slaughtered my entire sect! How could a demon like you be my sister?!"

"Heh, so what if they're dead? Little brother, don't be so naive." The silver-haired girl laughed cruelly. "To die by my hand is their honor!"

"Don't call me brother!" Luo Benqing roared.

"You think I wanted this?!" The silver-haired girl slapped him.

The two clashed with deadly moves, water and lightning collided fiercely, and in the end, lightning prevailed.

"Huff huff..."

Luo Benqing lay on the ground, his sword tossed aside, a hole in his chest, the light gone from his eyes—he was dead.

The silver-haired girl stood to the side, blood dripping from her hands.

"Xiao Mo, be a good older sister."

Her body suddenly trembled, and she looked around in horror.

"Who's speaking? Who is it?!"

"Get out here! Get out here!"

Lightning scattered and fell, destroying everything around it.

"Come out, come out now!"

"Who are you?!"

She screamed, then suddenly broke into a sob.

"Who are you!?"

The side effects of being devoured left her with a jumbled memory and a clouded mind.

She knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

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On a night when the moon is very round.

There were no dark clouds.

The woman finished telling the last story as always, and then gently stroked her daughter's hair beside her.

The usually quiet daughter suddenly asked, "Will Mom always stay with me?"

The woman was taken aback. It was rare for her to hear her daughter speak, and she never expected her to ask her this question today.

She didn't take it seriously and just smiled and replied, "Of course Mom will always be with you."

"really?"

"Really? Then Xiao Mo should be a good older sister too."

"it is good."

The daughter stood up and solemnly extended her hand: "Let's pinky swear."

The woman laughed, taking it as a child's joke: "Okay, pinky promise."

She didn't know that her daughter could see qi, nor did she know that she herself hadn't survived that ordeal.

The room reeked of blood, and the pain nearly drove her to the brink of collapse. She heard her husband anxiously talking to someone and sensed something was about to happen.

In her final moments, the woman suddenly burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Mo."

In the darkness, she murmured to herself, "It's Mom's fault for not keeping her promise. It's all Mom's fault."