The improved female villains regained their memories.

The woman was too exhausted to walk any further, so she lay down by the roadside, holding her child.

She looked down at the child, who wasn't crying, but staring at his mother with wide eyes.

My blood was draining very quickly, and my body was getting cold.

She trembled as she placed the child aside and looked up at the sky.

The sky was beautiful, dotted with stars.

Soon, the starlight magnified, the aftershocks of the immortals' battle.

boom!

"Wow!"

The baby's cries echoed throughout the night.

Amidst the piles of corpses and the broken limbs, his cries were particularly loud.

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In the wilderness, in a dilapidated house, an old beggar kicked a young beggar to the ground and cursed impatiently, "Useless thing, I've taught you so many times, but you still can't learn. You stubborn idiot, if I hadn't picked you up back then, you would have starved to death out there long ago."

The little beggar covered his head and remained silent.

His immortal body ailment flared up, and he couldn't speak.

"Look at your body, always getting sick, no wonder your family doesn't want you anymore." The old beggar went up and kicked him again: "You bastard."

The little beggar remained silent.

The old beggar walked away cursing, and no one knew where he was going.

He was a little hungry and got up from the ground.

There was nothing there; the only food they had begged for was taken by the old beggar.

He was hungry and in pain, so he could only lie on the ground against the door frame.

Go to sleep. Once you're asleep, you won't be hungry or in pain anymore.

When he looked up, he saw a small white flower growing in the soil beside the door frame.

He reached out and placed his hand on the small white flower.

Then, very gently, very gently, I touched it.

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He walked unsteadily in the procession of refugees.

The sun was blazing, very strong, and very hot.

He reeked of a sour stench, and his feet seemed to have become one with the earth, no longer belonging to him.

After escaping from the old beggar, he ran away without looking back.

The war broke out again, and he successfully infiltrated the group, marching alongside the main force.

Numb people collapsed one after another, and no one else had the desire to help them up, because no one knew if they would be next.

He finally couldn't walk anymore and lay down by the roadside.

I was hungry, thirsty, and had a ailment that felt like a ticking time bomb.

He was on the verge of death.

If someone came to save him, if he could just run into someone...

But there is no such person.

He only has himself...

He didn't know how long he had been lying there, only that the night wind had blown over his body.

He twitched his fingers, gritted his teeth, and got up.

He clenched his fists and used his last bit of strength to get up.

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"Oh? He's actually a naturally born immortal body!"

The Linlang Sect disciple, who had initially been extremely disdainful, suddenly brightened up after the examination.

"Kid, let me ask you, can you see things that are different from other people?"

"yes........"

"very good!"

That night, he ate his first full meal, took a clean bath, and put on new clothes.

"What kind of immortal body does this kid have? How come we can't detect any magical artifacts?"

"All the good stuff is up there. It would be good enough to have one like this. At least it's a celestial body, isn't that enough?"

"That's true, as long as there are no side effects, it doesn't matter..."

Thanks to the immortal body, he overheard the disciples' conversation.

That night, the immortal body's problem recurred, this time involving touch and sight.

He suppressed his pain and tried his best not to show it.

"We must not be discovered, we absolutely must not be discovered..."

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Yang Pingsheng, who had already joined the Linlang Sect, was ordered to carry out the mission.

"Damn it, we've been discovered!"

The man fled desperately, and with nowhere to run, he roared in desperation:

"Chu, you are cruel and ungrateful, you have invaded my country, I curse you, you will surely perish!"

As spiritual energy surged, he used his magical artifact to self-destruct.

The explosion affected the surrounding villages, causing widespread mourning.

When Yang Pingsheng went to help, he saw a boy lying on the ground.

He was covered in blood, and half of his body was burned.

Yang Pingsheng reached out his hand; he had already stopped breathing.

No one came to mourn him, and no one came to look for him. His family was most likely also swept away by the explosion, but they were not as lucky as the boy; not even a body was left.

Yang Pingsheng covered his eyes.

He remained silent, yet felt a deafening roar reverberating within his soul.

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Linlang Sect, the one who bothered him the most was Lin Feng.

Unlike Yang Pingsheng, who was always brooding and had a stern face, Lin Feng was much more cheerful.

"Come, Pingsheng, have a drink with me." He came to my door again with wine.

"Why are you drinking if you have nothing to do?" Yang Pingsheng glared at him.

"Can't we drink alcohol for no reason?" Lin Feng said. "Don't act like those old men, as if we only drink during sacrificial rites."

"Soliciting nonsense."

"That's right. If a person doesn't want to live a carefree life, why would they really want fame, fortune, and a place in history?"

Yang Pingsheng shook his head helplessly.

But he still followed Lin Feng's wishes and drank with him.

The liquor went down my throat, leaving a spicy aftertaste.

Lin Feng blushed, raised his glass and said, "A toast to you and me, a toast to a carefree life ahead!"

Yang Pingsheng also raised his glass.

"respect......."

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The words were left unsaid.

He raised his cup to the sky, but did not know who he was toasting or what he was toasting.

Chapter 683 I question myself, and examine my life.

That's where the video ends.

Wang Xu waved his hand to disperse them, as if nothing had happened.

Yang Pingsheng asked, "What about the next part?"

Wang Xu replied with a smile, "Don't forget, you came from the future. For me at this time, it's already quite impressive that I know this much."

Wen Shihan, who was engrossed in watching but was interrupted, became increasingly dissatisfied with Wang Xu and said, "You clearly have a way to know everything, so why don't you tell us?"

"The mouth is for eating, not for talking. Some things can't be said."

Wang Xu looked at Yang Pingsheng, his words suddenly becoming ethereal:

"Whether you choose to continue down this path or not is your choice."

Everything vanished.

The birds flapped their wings and flew high into the sky under the moonlight.

Yang Pingsheng and Wen Shihan stood in the courtyard, watching the birds fly away.

Wen Shihan said with a hint of dissatisfaction, "That old guy definitely knows something, but he just won't say it."

Yang Pingsheng said, "This is not the time when I should have become an apprentice in the past. Perhaps..."

Wen Shihan suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "He must know, otherwise he wouldn't have come looking for us!"