It has been said that a thousand people have a thousand different appearances.

Just as different perspectives on the same issue can lead to different ideas.

Chu Xinqiao doesn't dislike helping the weak, but she doesn't like to ignore her own position when helping the weak.

Especially showing mercy to the enemy.

That little demon girl was indeed pitiful, but Chu Xinqiao didn't know whether her trembling was due to fear or hatred.

Perhaps at that moment, her heart also yearned for redemption, just like Xinyu's, but certainly not redemption from the enemy.

Chu Xinqiao believed that the greatest mercy she could show the little girl was not to kill her; her threats about selling her, crippling her, and then extracting her blood to refine her bones were just intimidation.

For those in positions of power, the most important thing is to understand what they should be thinking about.

Chu Xinqiao slowly gathered his Daoist essence.

One after another, exquisitely beautiful characters gathered before her.

Having nothing better to do, I told my wife about it.

"In the prisoner-of-war camp, if he can reform the demons and help them let go of their hatred, they can live; if he cannot reform the demons, this will be a calamity for him..."

Yes, if the demon prisoners were to rise up, it would be a calamity aimed at him, ruining his reputation, demoralizing him, and even endangering his life.

This only applies to him and those prisoners... it won't shake the overall situation of the battle on the front lines.

With four True Immortals and one Ultimate True Immortal stationed at the front lines, unless He personally intervenes, the front lines will always be victorious.

Chu Xinqiao's eyes were deep and beautiful. This war brought challenges to many people, but along with the challenges came opportunities.

Of course, this is also a challenge for Chu Xinqiao.

No, it's more like a form of protection.

If He wishes to ignite the final fireworks, then Chu Xin Bridge on the front lines will serve as the first curtain of water.

Her purpose here... in her heart, there is only one.

Look at Him.

In her heart, neither the human nor the demon race was as important as a single strand of Haotian's white hair.

When His decaying golden light pierced towards Haotian, she, who stood before Haotian, simply stood her ground.

Chu Xinqiao lay there, her eyes staring helplessly at the ceiling of the room.

Xiao Hei used to tell her that Haotian was like a butterfly bound by a spider web, and she was angry about it. She used to think that Xiao Hei was the spider web that bound Haotian, but now she thinks that there are many things that bind this beautiful butterfly.

Night will eventually come.

Chu Xinqiao looked out the window at the bright moon in the sky.

If you are also looking at the bright moon right now, does it mean that we have always been together, in the same space and time?

Meanwhile, inside Gai Chun's room.

The little demon girl had changed into a clean set of clothes. In front of her was a sumptuous meal, and Gai Chun was standing right in front of her.

She seemed quite timid; her desire to eat had overcome her fear.

She stared straight at it, and with a final cry, she quickly began to eat.

"Today is an accident. You may harbor hatred towards the human race. Can you see how much hatred the humans on the street have for your demon race today? But not all humans are people who hate evil. When will the cycle of revenge end? If we cannot forget, when will the war be put to rest? It's just sad that there are too few people who think like me. I guess it's the same among the demon race."

He felt isolated and helpless, as if he were fighting against the world's conventional thinking, and even felt that he was the only one who was sober in a world of drunks.

The little girl listened attentively to every word Gai Chun said, and when Gai Chun finished speaking, she put down her chopsticks and bowl.

He stared intently at Gai Chun.

"If... I can let go of my grudges. Those things were done by the demons in the past, and have nothing to do with us."

A dim light flashed in her eyes...

It seemed as if they were grieving over their innocent misfortune.

Upon hearing this, Gai Chun remained silent, but his eyes grew even brighter.

The stunningly beautiful white-haired woman slowly tucked her hair behind her ears.

That stunning beauty was simply breathtaking.

She was reading a letter with a very serious expression.

After reading it, Haotian closed his eyes slightly.

a long time.

She embodies the essence of Tao.

“In the past, those who felt compassion during military campaigns stayed in their camps. If they could not fight because of compassion, they were not fit to be soldiers. Even if they made peace, it would only be after they had become the victors.”

Her expression suddenly froze.

As if she had thought of something, her cheeks flushed slightly. If anyone saw her, their heart would race, and her rosy smile would make anyone want to kiss her.

“I didn’t indulge you today, but you’ve used my clothes three times in one day. That’s too much… It’s bad for your health, it can’t be like this. Please bear with it, okay? When the time is right, I’ll help you…”

Chu Xinqiao made this small request in her previous letter.

Haotian didn't like it, but she didn't hate it either; it just made her feel shy.

The messenger traversed countless times and spaces, appearing instantly at Chu Xinqiao's table.

Her bed was in complete disarray.

She couldn't wait to read the reply.

A smile quickly appeared on her face.

Since she hasn't had any yet, let's keep it. When she gets back, she can have her fill of the nectar. The nectar is incredibly precious, so keeping it is a good idea.

Chu Xinqiao closed the letter.

She lay down on her incredibly messy bed. As a supreme immortal, she could restore the room to its original tidiness with just a thought.

But she didn't. She just liked this feeling. The bed was filled with Haotian's fragrance. She quickly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, her heart yearning for a truly beautiful dream.

The night will eventually pass.

A new day is about to begin.

When the rising sun illuminates the entire earth, it heralds the start of a new day.

Three months had passed in the secret realm, and one day had gone by.

For the four little ones, this day was the sweetest dream.

The concept of time is mixed up in a beautiful dream.

When I opened my eyes again.

Everything will fade away like a dream. When you try to recall the details and try to grasp the beauty of the dream, you will ultimately find nothing, just like an ordinary beautiful dream.

We will eventually wake up from our beautiful dream.

However, once the dream ends, the person will forget to return...

Inside the secret realm.

The purple-haired girl slowly opened her eyes.

A wave of sorrow welled up within her.

But she was completely unaware.

She gazed at the four magnificent images of the Great Dao appearing high in the sky.

Diefang herself was unaware of it.

Tears were already streaming from the corners of her eyes.

Tears streamed down her face.

The dream... is over, but why am I crying?

At that moment, the pure white light that had been tightly binding the golden book vanished silently...

The golden book within Diefang's sea of ​​consciousness was flipping through frantically.

It once again shone with unparalleled brilliance.