The improved female villains regained their memories.

As Yang Pingsheng's mind wandered, he subconsciously swallowed.

"Buxin, don't be angry, I want to tell you..."

"Angry? I'm not angry."

Ye Buxin chuckled and said, "Pingsheng, why do you think I'm angry? Look closely, aren't I smiling right now? You're quite the clever one; how could you possibly read my anger from my smile?"

Indeed, he couldn't read it.

Whether it was through clever application or based on understanding Ye Buxin, the other party's expression was truly only one of laughter, a happy laughter.

However, it was this very laughter that sent chills down Yang Pingsheng's spine, intensifying his unknown fear.

He pondered for a moment and then said, "Bu Xin, I understand you. I know that in your heart, you consider a confidant to be the most important person. I want to tell you that you are the most important person in my heart."

These words made Zhou Jinyu's face turn pale, but Yang Pingsheng couldn't care less about that at the moment.

Ye Buxin smiled helplessly and said to him, "Don't overthink it. I'm really not angry. Maybe I was a little angry when I first woke up, but after I've understood and thought about it, I feel that I have absolutely no reason to be angry."

“According to Qin law, I should have died long ago for attacking my senior brother, but I didn’t. I suppose it was you, Pingsheng, who pleaded for me with my senior brother.” Ye Buxin smiled and said, “As for your wedding with your senior sister, she probably used me to threaten you, Pingsheng. She loves you so much, and my slumber was the best opportunity, so she would definitely use this to coerce you. And you would definitely agree in order to get the cultivation resources that would help me from her.”

At this point, she spread her hands and smiled, "So it seems I've always been the most important person in your heart. If that's the case, why should I be angry?"

Her statement was well-reasoned and supported by evidence, indicating that she had clearly conducted research.

Yang Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, the fear in his heart still lingered, and he subconsciously asked, "Are you really not angry?"

"Of course not. We are soulmates, soulmates who transcend everything. What does your marriage with Zhou Jinyu amount to?"

Ye Buxin smiled and said, "Things have come to this, what else can I say? Besides, it's unrealistic for me to ask Zhou Jinyu to leave you now. I know very well who your biggest enemy is right now, and I don't want to create another enemy for you."

"But......."

"Alright, Pingsheng, don't overthink it. I'm really not angry."

In the setting sun, her smiling face looked as if it were stained with blood.

she says:

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"You see, in my life, I really was just laughing."

Chapter 628 You're Getting Anxious

Green are your jade pendants, deep are my longings. Though I do not go to you, will you not come to me? — "Zheng Feng: Zi Jin"

That was back when we were still at the Guigu Sect.

The silver moon hung high in the sky, and the night, like a vast black silk ribbon, heavily covered everything. The valley was so quiet that only the occasional chirping of insects could be heard, playing a faint nocturne.

Yang Pingsheng doesn't practice his killing moves in many places. There are only a few places, some in the open space in front of the courtyard, and some in the area where spirit beasts gather inside the valley.

That place was deep in the valley, and because it was home to the spirit beast that his master had enlightened, very few people would have gone there before, except for him.

The place where he stood was surrounded by tall and ancient trees, like a silent giant in the night. His body was covered in shocking wounds, his clothes were tattered and covered with dust and blood, and some wounds were still bleeding, which slowly slid down his skin and formed small dark red marks on the ground.

When Ye Buxin arrived, all the blood circulating in his body had seeped out onto his skin, making him look like a blood-soaked man from a distance.

Somewhat helplessly, she slapped him to stop his self-harm, and said angrily, "What are you doing here all this time?"

The voice floated lightly in the night; it sounded less like anger and more like heartache.

Yang Pingsheng patted his chest, shattering the blood clots that had formed on the surface.

He said, "You didn't ask me to come again today."

Ye Buxin reached out to treat him, sneering, "You won't come unless I call you? Are you that obedient?"

Yang Pingsheng looked at her strangely: "But you said last time..."

Seeing that he was about to move his hand, Ye Buxin slapped it away and placed her hand on his body, continuing to treat him: "Can last time be the same as this time?"

"What's the difference?"

"Different is different."

Their words were lost in the evening breeze, and they silently fell silent.

After a long while, Yang Pingsheng finally heard Ye Buxin's weak voice: "Does it still hurt?"

The green light dissipated, and the horrific wounds vanished completely.

Yang Pingsheng shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Ye Buxin asked, "How's the progress this time?"

Yang Pingsheng gave a wry smile: "It's not that easy. It's an innate constraint that's not so easy to break through."

Perhaps the path of constantly tempering the body to match the strength of the soul is wrong. Ye Buxin asked, "Is it still uncontrollable?"

Yang Pingsheng nodded: "Yes, but I can use a little more force, and maybe I can control it."

Ye Bu, in a fit of anger, used a clever technique to slap him, knocking him to the ground: "You can't control anything! If you keep going like this, I think you'll be dead."

Yang Pingsheng collapsed to the ground, chuckling, "With you here, how could I possibly die?"

Ye Buxin was taken aback by his words, then slammed her hand on the ground in a fit of rage: "Then you're not coming tonight!?"

A giant green hand condensed in mid-air and slammed down heavily in the direction where Yang Pingsheng was lying.

Yang Pingsheng rolled away to dodge, and with a loud bang, a handprint was left in the spot where he had been lying.

Ye Buxin flashed past, and the moment he got up, she grabbed his ear: "You dodged very quickly?"

Yang Pingsheng slapped her hand away, then fell backward as if he had plunged into the deep sea and sunk into the earth.

Ye Buxin looked at her hand, which was stained red, and became even angrier.

Boom boom boom!

The green-clad creature relentlessly bombarded the earth, causing the entire valley to shake violently.

In the end, both of them were exhausted from fighting. Ye Buxin sat on the ground, panting, while Yang Pingsheng crawled out from underground, his body covered in green handprints.

Yang Pingsheng, who could endure being covered in wounds, was now gasping for breath in pain.

Ye Buxin snorted coldly, but the moment she looked over, she subconsciously asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"

Yang Pingsheng composed himself and calmly got up: "It's nothing special, not even a third of what I usually practice."

Green palms covered every part of his body, radiating a green light; from a distance, he looked like a green man.

Ye Buxin couldn't help but smile.

Yang Pingsheng shrugged, which was taken as an admission of defeat.

Ye Buxin suppressed a laugh and said, "Just keep holding it in. Let's see who gets more anxious in the end, you or me."

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There are no true coincidences in this world; everything has a cause.

After Ye Buxin woke up, Yang Pingsheng talked with her for a long time, until late at night, before sending her away.

Zhou Jinyu was waiting for him in the room. When he came in, she rushed forward and asked anxiously, "Where is he?"

“She’s gone,” Yang Pingsheng said. “She insisted on helping me get rid of the Xiangliu poison in my body first, and I couldn’t stop her.”

"You...you let her go?"

"Huh? What else?" Yang Pingsheng looked at Zhou Jinyu strangely, as if the other party had said something pointless.

Zhou Jinyu gave a bitter laugh and said, "Pingsheng, how could you let her go? She has just woken up and her body has not fully adapted yet. Her fate is barely compatible but there are still hidden dangers. Now is the best opportunity to kill her."

These words startled Yang Pingsheng, who took a few steps back and looked at Zhou Jinyu as if he were seeing her for the first time.

"Senior Sister," he said, "why do you still harbor such intentions?"

Zhou Jinyu shook his head with a bitter smile: "If I don't kill her, she will definitely kill us. In my life, it doesn't matter if I die, but you, you..."

There's no turning back now.

On the day she secretly requested the King of Qin to grant her marriage to Fusu, he clearly explained the fate that such actions would bring and warned Zhou Jinyu—

This is a road of no return.

You either kill Ye Buxin or find a way to disable her abilities; otherwise, don't take this step.

Fusu had previously refused without hesitation, but as the fates of all parties came together, he had no choice but to compromise and let Zhou Jinyu take this step.

During the years that Ye Buxin was unconscious, Fu Su, Zhou Jinyu, Nangong Qingyang and others breathed a sigh of relief. Without Ye Buxin, who was destined to destroy everything, they were all able to find ways to achieve their goals.

But now, things are different. Ye Buxin has woken up, and the first person to confront her is Zhou Jinyu.

She witnessed the entire process of Yang Pingsheng and Ye Buxin meeting, and felt a chill from the bottom of her heart. Ye Buxin had changed. Her smile was truly a pure smile, but it was so indifferent, as if no one but Yang Pingsheng should see her smile.

"Senior sister, are you hiding something from me?" Noticing that Zhou Jinyu was trembling, Yang Pingsheng stepped forward and asked.

The unknown fear seemed contagious. Zhou Jinyu looked up blankly, the light and shadow projected by the spiritual fire reflected on the wall, and felt a blockage in her throat, as if that person might rush out from inside and grab her by the neck at any moment.

"We must kill her. She has already exchanged her life with Fusu. If we don't kill her, we will all die, we will all die!"

Suddenly, tears streamed down her face, and she collapsed to the ground, her hands gripping the floor: "I should have killed her, killed her while she was unconscious! But it's not too late, not too late. In this life, we must kill her!"

"Senior sister, calm down."

She couldn't calm down.

Dark clouds obscured the silver moon. She suddenly waved her hand, and a gust of wind blew through the window, extinguishing the spiritual fire.

call--

total darkness.

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He's still the same as before.

Ye Buxin walked along the quiet streets of the capital, lost in thought.

Indeed, if things were different from before, things wouldn't be like this. Perhaps that's why she chose to forgive.

No matter what, even if she was filled with anger and disappointment, it all vanished in the end. There was nothing she could do; after all, she only had this one confidant.

However, thanks to Zhou Jinyu and their scheming, Ye Buxin was able to see things clearly.