The improved female villains regained their memories.

"who are you?"

Sadness was evident in Xiaoyu's eyes.

To prevent him from regaining his memory, she certainly couldn't reveal her true identity.

So she said, "I am Jiang Shiyu, I am also Xiaoyu, and now I am Xiaoyu."

"Of course, I am also a human chess piece."

She said in a sorrowful tone, "It's the villain Yang Pingsheng, your pawn."

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So it was her all along.

Yang Pingsheng remembered that in the world ruled by the United Government, in the world where treasures were an absolute taboo, it was Jiang Shiyu who introduced him to these things.

Before she died, she gave him Wuthering Heights, made arrangements for his future, and told him to raise cats and become a teacher.

She told him to be a good person.

Later, he actually went. He buried his past, joined the United Government, and became a mecha trainer. He carried her hopes and her ideals to teach her, and in the end, he killed her.

The secluded location speaks for itself.

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Yang Pingsheng looked at her.

The world was quiet, and loneliness was utterly still.

"Jiang Shiyu, Xiaoyu, is it all you?"

"......Yes."

Why go to such lengths?

"Because I want to be your chess piece."

Why should you become my pawn?

"If it weren't me, it would be someone else. Since it would be someone else anyway, it's better if it were me."

Xiaoyu's voice trembled; she seemed to be on the verge of collapse as she forced herself to speak:

"Yang Pingsheng, blame me if you want, but no matter how you blame me, it doesn't matter to me. Things have come to this point. You can hit me, yell at me, whatever you want, anyway..."

Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Yang Pingsheng: "Anyway, I will live for you."

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"Junior brother, why do you insist on having her?"

"Because she understands me."

"Is that why you live for her?"

"If you insist on understanding it this way, senior sister, there's nothing I can do about it."

"Then I'll take that as my choice."

"If you think it is, then it is."

"But I live for you!"

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The green foliage was swaying in the wind, and it was quite dazzling.

Upon hearing this, he stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground.

He saw that Xiaoyu was also trembling and sad, but her words were so firm and without any doubt: "So, if there has to be one person to play chess, then I would rather that person be me."

The confusion in his mind intensified, and his headache worsened. Yang Pingsheng asked in a trembling voice, "Why did it have to come to this? We could have had no relationship at all. Why did you have to go to such lengths for me?"

She says she's living for me, even though we can have no relationship at all.

"why?"

Xiaoyu stared intently at him, as if she were looking at Yang Pingsheng, but also as if she were looking at the distant past: "I want to too, Pingsheng, but there's no way. If I had to answer, perhaps it would be love?"

What kind of love is this?

Is such compromise and forbearance really love?

This is not love, but a form of eternal punishment.

Or is it that... love is an eternal form of punishment?

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Yang Pingsheng still remembers that on the day he received news of Xiaoyu's death, it was snowing heavily.

He was walking along the road in a daze when he saw a little girl walking on the road, and a car sped past beside her.

At that moment, he didn't want to think about anything else; he just wanted to die.

Thus, all the sorrow turned into lamentation, into a touch of crimson in the white world.

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How should one live this life?

If one's life is covered by lies, deception, and manipulation, is it still worth living?

She patted Yang Pingsheng on the shoulder, teaching him how to kill, but before she died, she advised him to be a good person and not to go against the United Government.

She was lively by nature and listened to his teachings, but in the end she defied the United Government and died on a mission.

She was clearly standing there, but Yang Pingsheng couldn't see her clearly.

Green rushes by, she is so gentle and graceful, yet she is as ferocious as a monster—a monster called love.

This monster is what corrupts villains, causes their downfall, and leads them to ruin their lives.

Was it fake? But he saw that her tear-filled eyes clearly held affection.

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"Xiaoyu, you've really put me through this."

All the sorrow turned into a bitter laugh. Yang Pingsheng lowered his head and stopped speaking, as if admitting defeat.

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With the birth of a new world, Ye Buxin, as the embodiment of Heaven's Dao, erased the memories of all the villains and arranged their own fates.

Golden threads of fate entwine the world, affecting not only villains but everyone in it.

The Qian Kingdom became the most powerful country, and Xu Baxian became the new emperor.

Wen Shihan was given important responsibilities and, as he wished, reached the pinnacle of power.

Luo Benmo lived in a mansion where everyone doted on her and no one dared to offend her.

Xu Anlu and Xu Anyin have become princesses again, and the two now have separate bodies, completely separated.

Su Murong has become a bigwig in the business association, and now she can build as big a house as she wants.

Song Panning became the imperial tutor, and when she had nothing to do, she would live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, studying the array formations she loved.

Shi Guijia went insane and was locked up in a mental hospital.

Li Chumo lost her human form and was reduced to her fox form. She was captured and used as a tool for performing tricks.

Ye Buxin sat in front of the Fate Bureau, using various methods to reinstate the villains.

She conquered the world, became the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, and from then on, she had no rivals.

"I am the winner, and only my path is the right one."

She took a deep breath and looked coldly at Taixu.

Now her only enemy is Taixu.

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Inside the inn, Yang Luo, dressed in a hooded suit, sat at the table, observing the situation of the various villains.

This is what she has collected and summarized over many days. It took her a month just to determine the location of the villains.

Finally, rubbing her temples, she subconsciously cursed:

"Grass."

Chapter 664 The Changed Female Villains

The next morning, it drizzled for a while, but it stopped quickly.

Seeing that the rain had stopped outside, Yang Luoyi left the inn.

The door hinges creaked softly, sounding particularly jarring in the quiet morning air. She glanced back at the inn where she had stayed for several days; dewdrops, still clinging to the eaves of the blue-tiled roof, dripped down.

The street outside the inn seemed to be veiled by a thin gauze, so quiet that only the sound of her own footsteps could be heard. She walked along the street and looked up at the sky.

Golden threads entwined and disappeared into the sky, so that even immortals would hardly notice them, let alone ordinary people.

Yang Luo touched her drooping blue hair and felt a sense of sorrow. It seemed that after becoming a tenth-grade magic weapon, she could experience more and more emotions.

The positions of the female villains have all been determined, but right now, she is still unsure of her father's position.

She considered many possibilities, but the most likely one was the imperial palace in the capital or the Heavenly Dao Palace—yes, there is a Heavenly Dao Palace in the New World, where the Heavenly Dao resides, which is said to have been built for the Heavenly Dao by Xu Baxian in conjunction with the imperial family.

The idea of ​​building a palace for the Heavenly Dao is terrifying. The Heavenly Dao is no longer the ethereal being it once was, but has become a so-called sage, controlling not only destiny but also the fate and life and death of everyone.

That's right, Ye Buxin still possesses the power of creation. If she's ever unhappy, she could easily replace the species in the world with a new one.

But Yang Luo thought that the reason she didn't do so was probably due to the influence of the ancient sages of the human race. Ye Buxin had never appeared since the new world was built, either because she was preparing to resist Taixu, or because she herself had encountered trouble.

"I'm the only one who hasn't been affected by fate, but I still can't be sure of my father's safety."

"What should I do?"

Because of the birth of the new world, the timeline merging failed again. Ling Tiandu's corpse stiffening was still a long way off, her mother was in trouble again, and with no one to guide Yang Luoyi, she really didn't know what to do.

Should we approach the female villains? But they have lost their memories, and most importantly, they have lost their former talents and destiny. Even if some of them can still cultivate, their strength is far less than before.