Lady, you don’t want to be corrupted by the devil, do you?

Zhou Jiuyu finally regained consciousness at this moment. He pulled out all the patches on his body and the needles on his hands. He sat up and looked straight at Jiang Yibai.

There was silence between the two of them at this moment.

Until Jiang Yibai sat beside the bed, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he reached out to touch Zhou Jiuyu's face: "Master...long time no see."

But a flashing halo appeared in Zhou Jiuyu's hand, and then he grabbed Jiang Yibai's hand. At this moment, Jiang Yibai's arm began to ripple like an energy body, as if the virtual projection was fluctuating.

At this moment, the ward became even more silent.

But this time it was Zhou Jiuyu who broke the silence. He stared at Jiang Yibai's scarlet pupils without showing any expression of reunion after a long separation, but his voice was a little cold:

"You are not Yibai."

"Master, what are you talking about? I don't understand..."

"You are not a physical person, you are a spirit, and you are not as strong as a demigod. At best, you are a ninth-level person. Of course, I hid a trick in the contract back then to distinguish whether it is you or Jiang Yibai." Zhou Jiuyu's voice was cold.

"I am Jiang Yibai." The stunningly beautiful woman in the evening dress still said this.

"Are you sure you still want to be stubborn? Do you want me to punish you again? Want to taste the pain I felt back then?" Zhou Jiuyu lifted Jiang Yibai's chin with his hand and stared at her coldly.

"Well... come on, you can do whatever you want to me." Jiang Yibai didn't feel the slightest bit of shame, but a blush of excitement appeared on his face, as if this was not a punishment at all.

On the contrary, she still longed to be with Zhou Jiuyu, and pain was actually a pleasure for her.

"Okay, then I can only kiss my Meng Ling in front of you. Just watch, Miss Witch."

At this moment, the Witch of Desire's expression froze. She didn't expect Zhou Jiuyu to play like this. He actually... wanted to leave her alone! But right now, leaving her alone was really the most effective thing!

It’s the opposite of the past. Back then, she hoped that Zhou Jiuyu would not touch her, but now, she likes Zhou Jiuyu to humiliate her!

Leaving her aside would actually be the greatest punishment for her.

Zhou Jiuyu also sneered, you little brat, can’t he deal with a weak witch like you?

"You weren't like this when you were chatting with me in the office before...Looking at my photos and the texts I sent you...Aren't you quite happy?"

But at this time, the Witch of Desire spoke in a faint voice.

Suddenly, Zhou Jiuyu was speechless and felt a little embarrassed.

And Nan Mengling also gave him a... strange look and made a click of the tongue while holding the sword in her arms.

"So you admit it? You are not Jiang Yibai, you are the Witch of Desire."

Zhou Jiuyu chose to skip this embarrassing topic and return to the main topic.

The Witch of Desire was silent for a moment, and then nodded helplessly: "Yes."

"Why did you pretend to be Jiang Yibai?"

Zhou Jiuyu stared at her and questioned.

"Because I want you to merge with me." The Witch of Desire said bluntly at this moment: "A hundred years ago, I begged you to play with me, but you left without looking back... This obsession has been accumulated in my heart for a hundred years, do you know? A hundred years!"

"I know that even though I appear in front of you as the Witch of Desire, you won't even look at me. In your eyes, there is only your Jiang Yibai..." The Witch of Desire bit her rosy lips, and there seemed to be some reluctance in her eyes:

"So I can only pretend to be Jiang Yibai and recognize you. I thought if you didn't recognize me... then we should hug each other and go to bed now..."

The Witch of Desire sighed again when she said this, and she looked as depressed as a defeated dog. She couldn't help but ask, "How did you recognize me? I clearly don't have any flaws..."

"It's very simple. Yibai had seen my true face a hundred years ago. She just couldn't remember what I looked like, but she remembered that she had seen it." Zhou Jiuyu said.

The Witch of Desire gnashed her teeth together: "Amnesia again... Do you like to set traps so much?"

"If you don't cheat me, you would have killed me long ago." Zhou Jiuyu said coldly, and then he didn't want to talk nonsense with her anymore. He stared into her rosy pupils:

"Where is the real Jiang Yibai?"

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Author's Note: 2.5/5

Have a meal.

I'm thinking about how to write the rest.

I have already thought of the plot you most want to see, but there needs to be some plot filling in the middle.

129 In front of the tombstone

"Isn't this the real Jiang Yibai?" The Desire Witch's tone became dark again: "I was the first to use the name Jiang Yibai."

"You know what I want to know the most right now. You'd better tell me quickly, or I will make it impossible for your spirit to exist in this world." Zhou Jiuyu's tone also became gloomy:

"Miss Witch, you don't want to return to the dark mirror world, do you?"

The Witch of Desire was so angry that her teeth itched for a moment, and finally curled her lips: "You want to know how Jiang Yibai is doing, right? Okay, follow me."

Zhou Jiuyu also immediately got up from the hospital bed and wanted to go out with the Witch of Desire.

But at this moment, a long sword emitting silver and green light, the dazzling light flashed into the eyes of the two men.

Nan Mengling pulled out Yuling and laid it across the door. Her expression was cold and gloomy. “You want to run away for a tryst in front of me? If I don’t say anything, will you just pretend I don’t exist?”

The Witch of Desire immediately watched this scene with great interest. She pushed Zhou Jiuyu beside her and said, "Master, there is a fire in your harem. It's not that I don't want to take you there...it's your first wife who is stopping you."

"Meng Ling, you promised me that you wouldn't care." Zhou Jiuyu said softly, "If you stop me now, it's like Marina didn't help you in the beginning, but let our misunderstanding continue."

Na Mengling pursed her lips and put down her sword without being moved.

"I know you're going to do something very important, but... you're looking for another woman in front of me."

She pursed her lips, and gradually began to bite her lips:

"I'm speaking frankly. I can turn a blind eye to your flirting with the Qiuyue sisters next door at school, and I never cared about you. You have a slave like a lover, and I don't care about you, but you..."

"...Do you know how I felt when I was awakened by the smell of blood in the middle of the night? I watched you vomit blood and your vital signs became extremely weak. You must have said that you were not going to die..."

"...But when I saw you half dead, do you know how many times my heart died?"

"Master?!"

This seemed to be the first time Zhou Jiuyu saw Nan Mengling angry with him, with a look of blame and heartache in her eyes.

Zhou Jiuyu was speechless again. He held his breath but was unable to catch his breath to reply.

But Nan Mengling pressed further: "What did you do for her in your dream? I told you not to burn your life again!"

Zhou Jiuyu was silent for a moment. He felt that if he told her that he had burned his life to extend his time in the dreamland in order to say goodbye to Jiang Yibai, this stupid maid might get so jealous that she would chop him with a knife...

After all, he was unable to say goodbye to Nan Mengling at that time, but he burned his life in order to say goodbye to Jiang Yibai, which must have made the maid feel uncomfortable.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Jiuyu and Nan Mengling held Yu Ling's sword handle together, asking her to slowly raise the sword:

"Just like you need Yu Ling to complete the last step of killing the Sword God, she also needs this last step."

As if she remembered the feeling at that time, Nan Mengling closed her eyes and put away her sword. Her figure gradually turned into a black and white airflow:

"You must be home before 11pm. If you are later than that, you will sleep on the sofa. If you are not back by 12pm, you will lie outside the door."

Zhou Jiuyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was shameless, he could not avoid feeling guilty.

It is actually easy for people to start a harem. Nan Mengling is a very obedient maid. She will foolishly pretend that she didn't see it. Just don't play too much in front of her.

But because she is too obedient and too silly, she doesn't care that he has someone else outside, but she only feels sorry for herself burning her life again and again...and when she thinks that her husband burned his life for another woman, it goes without saying how complicated her heart is.

Of course, guilt is guilt, but after feeling guilty, you should do what you need to do.

After all, Nan Mengling felt wronged, so didn't he feel wronged? He didn't want to wake up and be in the ICU like this. He also wanted to solve all the problems painlessly... But there is no such thing as a free lunch.

But just think of this as a mechanism of using skills to burn blood in the game. Let it burn blood. Can it really burn you to death?

His principle is, as long as he can't die, he will drive as hard as he can and pretend to be dead, because he can't die anyway!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, yes, sleep on the couch, master."

The Witch of Desire teased.

Zhou Jiuyu didn't bother to pay attention to her: "Lead the way."

"Okay, okay, I'll lead the way..."

"Enter the destination." Zhou Jiuyu opened the navigation and handed the phone to the Witch of Desire.

The Witch of Desire was stunned for a moment, then shrugged and typed a few words on it:

【Cemetery in the northern suburbs outside the city】

"garrulous."

She handed the phone back to Zhou Jiuyu.

Zhou Jiuyu's expression was also stunned: "Are you kidding me?"

The Witch of Desire said playfully: "I'm not kidding you. Today is November 11st, and Yang Wanying died ten years ago today."

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With endless doubts, Zhou Jiuyu drove the Witch of Desire to the cemetery in the northern suburbs outside the city.

The Witch of Desire held two bouquets of flowers in her hands. She gently placed one bouquet in front of the tombstone, on which were clearly written the three words "Yang Wanying".

Zhou Jiuyu looked at the tombstone. He did not show his expression, but glanced at the Witch of Desire:

"Is it true that her body or ashes are buried here?"

The Witch of Desire glanced back with a smile in her eyes, but she did not answer. She just held the bouquet of flowers in her hand and continued walking forward.

Zhou Jiuyu followed her until she stopped in front of another tombstone.

The Witch of Desire placed the last bouquet of flowers in her hand in front of the monument.

And on the monument were engraved three words that caused Zhou Jiuyu's heart to stop.

——Jiang Yibai.

"Don't you want to know her whereabouts? Now that I've told you, why are you silent again, Master?"

The Witch of Desire smiled faintly and stared at Zhou Jiuyu.

But Zhou Jiuyu's heart just stopped for a moment, and then he looked at the still alive Witch of Desire, and immediately regained his composure:

"Don't play that on me. Jiang Yibai is dead. How can you still smile in front of me?"

The Witch of Desire is able to walk the world in such a spiritual form, and the spiritual energy that maintains her body is completely provided by Jiang Yibai!

If Jiang Yibai died, she would have to die too. How could she stand in front of him like this?

Including Yang Wanying, he didn't believe that the other party was really dead.

"Don't give me that nonsense again. Tell me exactly what happened in the past hundred years."

Zhou Jiuyu stared at her with narrowed eyes.

But in the end, the Witch of Desire shrugged her shoulders and said, "Well, I really don't know whether they are dead or not, but I have indeed... not seen them for many years."

"Jiang Yibai has completely disappeared for fifty years. She didn't even let me know where she was. She just told me to protect Tianhai and gave me the ninth-level supernatural power. She herself left with the ninth-level power of desire. She has been gone for fifty years...Who knows if she is dead or alive now?"

"As for Yang Wanying, she... is really dead."

Zhou Jiuyu would not be fooled by the Witch of Desire. He continued to ask the same question: "Where is her body?"

"It's buried right under the tombstone. Do you want me to dig it out and show you the ashes?"

Zhou Jiuyu raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to do something exciting in front of Jiang Yibai's tombstone? If you do... just tell the truth."

At this moment, the Witch of Desire's throat moved a little, and her beautiful black silk legs were slightly closed under the black gauze skirt of her evening dress.

She bit her lip, struggled for a while, and finally let go and told the truth:

"She was the principal for ninety years, but she didn't want to do it anymore, so she abandoned her physical body and ran away with her spiritual body."

"So that's how it is. I knew it... How the hell could I have changed the ending of Dao Ziwen?" Zhou Jiuyu also breathed a sigh of relief.

The Witch of Desire just looked around, coughed, came closer, and whispered eagerly:

"Do you really...really want to play in front of the tombstone? It's so...exciting?"

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Author's Note: 3.5/5

130 Su Heng’s Tomb?