The improved female villains regained their memories.

Chapter 512 The Cause of Everything

For everyone in the Red Leaf Forest, the attack came suddenly.

It wasn't that any member was attacked, but rather that an explosion came from the east.

Thanks to the explosion, the Mangrove Gang was able to quickly reorganize without suffering any casualties.

For Jiang Mochang and Yang Pingsheng, this battle was not difficult, but for everyone in the mangrove forest, it was a tough fight.

As the sun sets, the winds of the Eighth World blow incessantly from morning till night, carrying with them red leaves, creating a dizzying spectacle.

After counting the number of people and collecting the bodies, apart from a few people with minor injuries, there were basically no other losses.

The entire small gang that launched the attack was killed: Sikong Xuan, Jiang Mochang, and Yang Pingsheng. The latter two cut off their escape route, and none of them escaped.

Of course, there were also cultivators who disguised themselves as corpses, but Yang Pingsheng saw through their disguise and crushed their heads, making them as dead as could be.

Jiang Mochang looked at Yang Pingsheng and noticed for the first time that he was showing some emotional fluctuations.

The aftershocks of the battle, mixed with strong winds, blew down many red leaves, turning the ground into a fiery red sea.

Su Fengqing sat alone under a tree, gazing at the sky and lost in thought. Her shoulder was bandaged, and blood seeped through the white cloth.

"The enemy followed her in," Jiang Mo often heard someone say.

"It has no spiritual energy at all, I don't know why it's running around like that," the man's companion replied.

Jiang Mochang frowned slightly, but before she could walk over, Sikong Xuan was already standing behind the two of them.

"What are you talking about?" he asked in a deep voice.

Before Jiang Mochang and Yang Pingsheng arrived, Sikong Xuan was the most powerful person in the gang. It can be said that he was the pillar of the gang and the real guarantee for Liu Yin to realize his ideals. Without him, the Red Forest Gang could not have lasted so long.

The two men fell silent as they were enveloped by Sikong Xuan's tall figure. Sikong Xuan showed no intention of causing them any trouble; he simply patted them on the shoulder.

Then, he walked to the big tree and looked down at Su Fengqing.

Su Feng looked up and smiled at him: "Sorry for causing everyone trouble, hehe..."

Yang Pingsheng also noticed the commotion and discovered that Jiang Mo was watching them, so he walked over to her side.

He followed Jiang Mochang's gaze to Su Fengqing and Sikong Xuan, concealing all his emotions in his eyes.

He understood that Jiang Mochang had some concerns, but she still didn't understand Sikong Xuan at all. Yang Pingsheng knew that Sikong Xuan would never blame Su Fengqing.

As expected, Sikong Xuan squatted down and looked at her wound, asking in a calm tone, "Is the wound alright?"

This was the greatest tenderness he could express.

Su Feng shook her head slightly, and Sikong Xuan picked her up and walked towards the gang's encampment.

From Yang Pingsheng and Jiang Mochang's perspective, they could only see Su Fengqing burying her face in his arms.

Jiang Mochang's gaze followed closely. Yang Pingsheng looked at her and knew that she did not understand the relationship between the two, but was simply afraid that Sikong Xuan was too rude.

Liu Yin and Murong Xu both arrived and organized everyone to clean up the battlefield. The specific division of labor was that Murong Xu cleaned up the battlefield and Liu Yin comforted the wounded. The two had worked together many times before and were very skilled at it.

The two of them probably also saw the scene of Sikong Xuan carrying Su Fengqing away. Murong Xu muttered something under her breath, but was interrupted by Liu Yin with a smile.

Jiang Mo Chang's lack of understanding of emotions doesn't mean that the gang leader and deputy gang leader are oblivious.

Yang Pingsheng looked at the scene before him as if an old movie was playing on a loop, reappearing before his eyes.

He shouldn't have been able to smile, but when Jiang Mochang tugged at his arm and started talking to him, he habitually smiled again.

Jiang Mo often asked, "Do you know what I want to ask you?"

Yang Pingsheng smiled: "You're worried about Su Fengqing, so you want to ask me more about what happened next."

Jiang Mochang gave a soft snort: "Hmph, I actually asked that question before."

Yang Pingsheng nodded: "Including what you just said."

Jiang Mochang became enraged again and threw a punch, which Yang Pingsheng easily dodged.

When they traveled, the two always talked like this; others couldn't understand, but the two of them knew exactly what was going on.

"You can predict everything, so can I kill you right now too?!" Jiang Mochang said awkwardly.

She had said this many times, ever since they met, but Yang Pingsheng never responded, only smiling and dodging her attacks.

He looked up and saw the afterglow of the setting sun, a crimson glow that made the raging fire burn even brighter.

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night.

Yang Pingsheng did not return to his own room, nor did he go to find Jiang Mochang. Instead, he secretly lurked near Liu Yin's room.

The gang leader's room was located on the east side of the mangrove forest, very close to the location of today's explosion. It was thanks to Jiang Mochang's ambush that Liu Yin was the first to face the battlefield.

Yang Pingsheng's magical artifact could effectively conceal his aura, as he did not need to use any spiritual energy and there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy. He was wearing armor and lurking under the window, where the candlelight inside illuminated the reflections of the two people.

It is Liu Yin and Murong Xu.

As before, he heard the two discussing the day's events.

“The rumors are true; gangs from the surrounding area are gathering in our direction,” Murong Xu said. “If Jiang Mochang doesn’t help us, we’ll have to think of another way.”

“Let nature take its course,” Liu Yin said. “We have an agreement with Mo Chang and Ping Sheng that they can join and help the gang when it is in trouble, but we cannot force them to do things they do not want to do.”

Murong Xu frowned: "Now is the time of crisis for the gang."

Liu Yin said, "We can't go back on our word once we've made a promise. Besides, didn't you already ask Ping Sheng for help this morning? So let's just wait."

"...The enemy was brought here by Su Fengqing, Liu Yin. If this continues, we will all die."

I understand your concerns, and I will find a way to help.

After the conversation ended, Murong Xu came out. He clearly didn't believe what Liu Yin said and instead went to the edge of the mangrove forest to find a solution.

The candlelight still burned. Liu Yin sat at the table, looking at the hand-drawn map of the mangrove forest, and sighed.

Yang Pingsheng waited for a while, calculated that it was about time, deactivated the immortal artifact, and stood at the door to knock.

"Who?"

"Boss, it's me."

The door opened, and a gentle woman stood in front of it. When she saw Yang Pingsheng, her bright eyes immediately lit up.

"Is there a problem?"

"There are some things I'd like to discuss with the gang leader."

"Then come in and talk."

"No need, I already said so at the door."

Yang Pingsheng cut to the chase: "Is the gang leader planning to find a powerful gang nearby and have everyone join them?"

Liu Yin hesitated for a moment, then said, "I do want to, but I..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but Yang Pingsheng knew what she was going to say next.

Yang Pingsheng already knew what kind of people were in the surrounding gangs and those that joined later, and what the fate of Liu Yin and his men who attached themselves to them was.

“I don’t recommend you do that,” Yang Pingsheng interrupted her.

"The Mangrove Forest Gang was established based on your ideals. Sikong Xuan, Murong Xu, Su Fengqing, and everyone else gathered around you because they shared your aspirations. Whether it's them, or Jiang Mochang and me, we have all suffered persecution from the gang and have a tragic past. That's why we cherish the warmth we have now."

Yang Pingsheng said, "Jiang Mochang's refusal is not her fault. Talismans are different from formations. They are fine for hiding an individual, but they are not suitable for hiding such a large area as the mangrove forest."

"Ah..." Liu Yin was stunned for a moment, mainly because she didn't realize that Yang Pingsheng would say such a long thing, but then she laughed and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"Fight outwards, take on all the gangs that dare to invade, and once they're scared, things will be easier," Yang Pingsheng said.

The two discussed some details at the door, and after finishing their conversation, Yang Pingsheng took his leave.

On the way back to the house, I saw Jiang Mochang standing there, sitting by the roadside as if he didn't care at all.

Seeing Yang Pingsheng walking over alone, she didn't even look at him, silently raising her head.

As Yang Pingsheng approached, she suddenly threw a punch, which Yang Pingsheng dodged by sidestepping.

"This actually happened?"

"Ah."

"cut."

Jiang Mo often thought of a way to suddenly attack Yang Pingsheng. The way to prove whether Yang Pingsheng had experienced something was to see if he could defend against her sudden attack.

She didn't believe that Yang Pingsheng had gone through so many reincarnations, but unfortunately, every time she made a move, Yang Pingsheng was able to dodge or defend against it with a premonition.

"You know what I want to ask, right?"

"Hmm." Yang Pingsheng nodded calmly. "You put a talisman on me, so you can hear almost everything around me. But even so, you still want to ask me. First, to test whether I am telling the truth, and second, to see if I have discovered this before."

Jiang Mochang immediately blushed: "Nonsense, who would do such a pointless thing?"

Yang Pingsheng reached behind his back, but Jiang Mochang immediately jumped up and grabbed him, saying, "That's enough! I know I was wrong, stop!"

He casually swung his hand and pressed down on Jiang Mochang's head.

Her pink hair wasn't rough to the touch; it was soft, like the fur of a small animal.

Those eyes were hidden behind his bangs, but if Yang Pingsheng lowered his head slightly, he could see that shy gaze.

"Why do you always touch my hair?" Jiang Mochang muttered. "My hair color isn't nice."

"Who said that?" Yang Pingsheng said. "Pink is a girl's color."

His face burned even redder, like a glowing ember.

Nobody liked Jiang Mochang's hair; everyone else had black hair, except for Jiang Mochang, whose hair was pink.

When I was little, it was all soft and squishy, ​​like a pink octopus lying on my head.

It was only natural that she disliked him; Jiang Mochang had been used to it since childhood, until she met Yang Pingsheng.

He would always repeat this phrase, and then his hand would naturally touch her head.

"It's so ugly, don't touch it!"

"No, it looks great."