The improved female villains regained their memories.

Exactly—

Her ethereal beauty once graced the azure sky, her black robes swaying across the dancing pines amidst the clouds.

Deeply rooted in love, we vow to stay together; facing worldly enemies, our spirit remains valiant.

They would not hesitate to embark on the path of immortality to protect the emperor, regardless of whether their methods were righteous or wicked.

Even if you are condemned by a thousand people, my only wish is for you to find peace.

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"Come with me. I am just one person in this world, so you don't have to do anything. Just come with me and I won't be lonely."

"Shall we go?"

In the sunlight, a dirty little hand reached out and grasped the hand that was offered to it.

"it is good!"

Chapter 691 Regret?

It looks like dawn is approaching.

The long winter is almost over, and spring is just around the corner.

A lingering wind swept across the hillside, carrying the last chill of winter with it the snow that had not yet melted completely.

When Lin Feng received the news of Ying Fusu's death, he remained silent for a long time.

He had never met this prince of Qin, but for some time before, he had often heard Yang Pingsheng talk about him.

He was a good person, but unfortunately, he met a bad end.

When Lin Feng took this message to Yang Pingsheng, the latter was sitting quietly on a rock.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on him, making him look like a stone sculpture, like a dead man.

This was the first time Lin Feng had ever seen Yang Pingsheng like this.

"Ye Buxin's men are too strong. All the people we sent to protect were taken care of by him."

Lin Feng said, "Please accept my condolences."

Many people die in this world.

They died from famine, from war, from conspiracy.

Even someone like Fusu can die.

Therefore, although Lin Feng helped Yang Pingsheng, it was at most an exchange of benefits; living a carefree life was his true path.

He didn't want to get involved in their affairs, much less die for those empty ideals.

He finally got all this and just wants to live freely.

So he only said two words to Yang Pingsheng: "Please accept my condolences."

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Everyone has their own path.

It is wrong to forcibly interfere in someone else's path.

Therefore, he would not comfort Yang Pingsheng, nor would he offer him any advice.

The old subordinates of Linlang Sect have already obeyed Yang Pingsheng's orders, and whatever Yang Pingsheng decides to do next is none of his business.

He wouldn't care about the state of the world or the state of Qin.

If Yang Pingsheng chooses to fight Ye Buxin, he will go to drink with him if he wins, and collect his body if he loses. Other than that, he will not cause any trouble.

Lin Feng now has his own path to follow.

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He saw Yang Pingsheng nod slowly and heavily, as if he was not surprised by the result.

He couldn't let go of it anymore. Lin Feng sighed. Wouldn't it be better to just drink and chat like before when we had nothing to do?

Love really can destroy everything.

Perhaps Yang Pingsheng's heart wasn't hard enough, which is why he didn't live as freely as Yang Pingsheng.

Lin Feng shook his head and said with a sigh, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."

Now that he has so many students, he should visit them more often.

Yang Pingsheng nodded.

Before leaving, Lin Feng couldn't help but say, "If you're really determined, leave me a letter. If you win, I'll drink with you; if you lose, I'll collect your corpse."

Yang Pingsheng nodded again.

That appearance was like the newly born yet aged Qin state, teetering on the brink of collapse.

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Time passed slowly, and Lin Feng lived his life as he pleased. His disciples would visit him for a meal when they had time, and when they didn't, he would quietly drink alone, living a carefree life.

Knowing that Yang Pingsheng was going to fight Ye Buxin in the capital of Qin, he ordered his disciples to evacuate the area in advance.

His disciples were all ordinary people who knew a little about immortal arts and had no problems making a living, so if possible, Lin Feng did not want them to get involved in these messy things.

Fortunately, not all his disciples were like his first disciple.

Everyone obeyed and followed Lin Feng's instructions to find a quiet place to avoid the war.

Although Lin Feng had concerns, he was also unrestrained.

He lay on the tree just like he used to, with a wine jug hanging from his waist.

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The life is still the same, but the state of mind is no longer the same.

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He finally stood there and witnessed that earth-shattering battle.

The Qin capital was surrounded by high mountains on all sides, and the shouts of battle pierced the sky.

The spatial fluctuations were so intense that even someone like him, who wasn't an expert in spatial manipulation, couldn't ignore them.

He followed the spatial fluctuations all the way and witnessed the rupture between heaven and earth.

He had never seen Yang Pingsheng so crazy.

In his memory, Yang Pingsheng had always been strong and calm, and even when he received the news of Fusu's death, he did not show any emotion.

Having spent so many years with Linlangzong, he and Yang Pingsheng were acquaintances. Yang Pingsheng always kept his emotions to himself, deep within his soul, never letting anyone know.

It was as if he himself was hiding that deepest secret, so he never minded Yang Pingsheng's indifference.

Even within the Ghost Valley School, Yang Pingsheng's words were within his expectations.

He felt that Yang Pingsheng was like the silent earth, so profound and so somber.

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The battle is over.

Yang Pingsheng was the winner.

He held her body, so grief-stricken, yet unable to shed a single tear.

Too many people have died because of this.

Guigu School, Jixia Academy, people from seven kingdoms... In this duel, too many people died, resulting in a complete break between the two.

Lin Feng watched as Yang Pingsheng carried Ye Buxin's body toward the prepared grave, and watched him sit there in silence for a long time.

Sensing his arrival, Yang Pingsheng turned slightly to look at him.

Lin Feng asked, "Want to drink some more?"

Yang Pingsheng replied, "Drink."

"Where?"

"The State of Qin".

"Then you'll have to treat me."

"it is good."

On the way back to the Qin capital, Yang Pingsheng remained silent. Lin Feng sensed his condition and realized that he was like the departing winter, a powerful figure who could change the world with a wave of his hand, but at this moment he was weaker than a child.

My body is rapidly declining, and most importantly, I'm expending a lot of mental energy.

"...I'm not as good as you. If you die, I can't save you."

"...He won't die."

He spoke in a low voice, then suddenly mentioned many other names: Fusu, Li Zhujun, Zhou Jinyu...

Listening to this, Lin Feng suddenly asked, "Pingsheng, do you regret it?"

I regret my choice, I regret the path I've taken.

Yang Pingsheng did not answer.

Was it that he couldn't answer, or that he dared not answer? Lin Feng didn't know.

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The war in Qin ended quickly.

Having absorbed Zhou Jinyu's forces and with the assistance of six top experts, the Qin Kingdom was now under their control.

Lin Feng waited and waited until evening before Yang Pingsheng finally offered him wine.

On the stone table in the bamboo grove, Yang Pingsheng placed the wine and gestured for Lin Feng to sit down.

The wine was poured out, one bowl for each person. Lin Feng took a sip and found it to be just ordinary wine.

He complained, "Isn't there any good wine in the Qin King's palace?"