The improved female villains regained their memories.

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"I hope Xiaohan will succeed," Yang Pingsheng sighed.

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early morning.

The boy got up very early, looked at the girl lying next to him, and made sure she was fast asleep.

He hurriedly got up, not daring to go through the door, and instead climbed out the window.

He picked up a stone from the roadside and smashed it over his head.

As expected, a surge of yin energy emerged, shielding him from the attack.

Wen Shihan, who had already woken up, stood on the roof and looked at the boy's actions, feeling a little amused.

To be honest, the older brother's persistent attitude is quite adorable.

But her laughter soon faded, because the boy opened his mouth and was about to swallow the stone.

"Stop!!"

Yang Pingsheng, who was cultivating in the room, suddenly broke his cultivation and fell off the bed, clutching his stomach.

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The boy's esophagus and stomach were also filled with yin energy.

No matter what he eats, Wen Shihan can ensure that the foreign object is expelled without damaging his esophagus.

The boy was quiet for a few days, but only for a few days.

It was no raining today. At noon, the boy went out again, with Wen Shihan following behind him.

He walked along the mountain path, stopping occasionally by the roadside to squat down and look at the wildflowers and grass.

Wen Shihan breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he was willing to watch. If he was willing to watch, it meant that he still cherished time, and there would always be a chance for him to open his heart.

As she was thinking this, she saw the other person pull something out and put it in their mouth.

Wen Shihan was about to use his Yin energy to push it away when he saw that the thing was a bright green fruit.

Eating fruit seems fine, right?

She hesitated for a moment, and in that moment of hesitation, the boy took a few bites and finished the fruit.

The next second, he suddenly fell backward.

"?"

Wen Shihan rushed over and quickly checked the boy's body, his expression changing drastically: "The fruit is poisonous!?"

In the room, Yang Pingsheng, who was testing Network One, foamed at the mouth and collapsed on the bed.

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Now it's not just about yin energy anymore; Wen Shihan has banned everything. Whatever the boy wants to eat, he must eat what she makes.

He remained quiet for a few more days, without causing any trouble, but Wen Shihan dared not be careless at all.

The boy didn't say anything, but he ate on time. Every day, he ate, slept, and then ate again. When he had nothing to do, he would stare out the window in a daze.

Wen Shihan tried to talk to him, but he ignored him.

She caught a bird to cheer him up, but he only touched it and then released it.

He didn't utter a sound, just like a mute.

Wen Shihan didn't care about any of that. Since the boy wouldn't say anything, she started rambling on and on.

She wove together stories from her past experiences with her brother and told them to the boy:

"...The boy had no family either, so he said to the little beggar, 'Would you like to come with me?' The little beggar looked up, seemingly never expecting that there was such a kind person in the world. She watched the boy's figure bathed in light, and that instant became the girl's eternity."

She talked on and on, watching as the boy's gaze gradually shifted from the window to her.

Wen Shihan suddenly stopped talking, smiled slyly, and said to him, "Call me 'elder sister' once, and I will tell you the story."

The boy remained silent, not uttering a single word.

After a long stalemate, Wen Shihan was somewhat disappointed to see that the boy showed no intention of speaking.

But she continued, "Later, they became siblings..."

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The twilight light added a unique color to the mountains. Wen Shihan reached out, and a Yin Spirit Killing Move—Yin Ghost Boy—was leaping from his hand.

"Do you want to learn?" she asked the boy.

For the first time, a light appeared in the boy's eyes, and his lips visibly moved, but he ultimately did not speak.

“I don’t need you to call me ‘elder sister’ anymore. How about this, you call me ‘sir’ and I’ll teach you, okay?” Wen Shihan said.

The boy remained silent.

Even Mr. Huan is unwilling... Wen Shihan sighed inwardly; his brother's problem was more serious than he had imagined.

She stepped forward, took his hand, and said gently, "First, you need to sense the spiritual energy..."

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In the middle of the night, the boy suddenly went berserk.

He roared and howled like a little wild animal, trying to smash his head against the wall.

Startled, Wen Shihan quickly enveloped him with Yin energy and examined his body.

Everything is normal; it's just that his immortal body is malfunctioning.

The commotion startled Yang Pingsheng and Qi Feng, who stood by the bed with the cat, watching the boy roaring in the yin energy.

Yang Pingsheng asked Qi Feng, "Did you forget to mention something? Did my previous immortal body defects cause pain?"

Qi Feng thought about Yang Pingsheng from the Eighth World and shook his head: "No, you explained it very clearly to me before. Your defect is that your facial features are out of balance, and you don't experience pain."

"Then this..."

Wen Shihan examined them and said, "This time it's the ears and eyes."

In other words, the boy became blind and deaf.

The innate physique is something a boy is born with, and logically, he should be used to it and wouldn't react like this.

“He’s in so much pain.” Wen Shihan’s voice suddenly turned sorrowful as he held the boy’s hand. “Brother, I can feel how much pain he’s in.”

"He... really wants to die."

Yang Pingsheng remained silent.

He couldn't empathize with that.

They are clearly one person, yet they cannot understand each other; one is big and the other small, like two strangers.

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"Okay, it's alright now, you'll get better."

"You're a man now, this little difficulty is nothing."

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

For the rest of the time, Wen Shihan continued to take care of the boy.

She knew perfectly well that the boy couldn't hear her, but she still kept nagging like a mother hen.

Yang Pingsheng and Qi Feng looked at each other, bewildered.

Yang Pingsheng transmitted his voice, "Xiao Han, he can't hear you."

Wen Shihan replied, "I know."

"and you........"

"I hope he can feel it," Wen Shihan said softly, without transmitting her words. "Brother, I hope he can feel it, just as I felt it for you back then."

She looked at Yang Pingsheng and said, "Although you were my pawn back then, and although the system was interfering, brother, I could feel your desire to save me."

“I also hope that this child can feel it. Whether it’s your current brother or your past brother, I want you to know that Xiaohan wants to save you.”

Yang Pingsheng had nothing to say.

Qi Feng watched, sighing helplessly, "Mo Chang is in danger, meow..."

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night.

The defects of his naturally gifted immortal body were finally cured, and the boy regained his sight and hearing.

He lay there quietly, like a corpse.

Wen Shihan took a towel and wiped his arm, saying as he did so, "I understand your pain. That feeling must be unbearable, so if you want to cry or shout, that's fine, just don't hold it in."

She said, "Say something?"

The boy turned his head slightly, his hair obscuring his eyes.

Wen Shihan sighed in disappointment, and as before, extinguished the spiritual fire and lay down beside him.

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In the pitch black, she suddenly heard the boy's voice.

"I........"

The voice was soft, dry, and humble.

"I know...you are good people, you've been very kind to me, very kind..."

"I have never met such kind people before..."

"But I can't guarantee... I can't guarantee you won't leave..."

"So, it's better to let me die..."

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