Jiang Si pulled the knife that had struck Shu Xubai's shoulder away, the tip of the knife touching the ground, the blood on the blade being absorbed by the knife.

Jiang Si rested her hands on the knife hilt, glanced at the whirlpool surrounding them, and heard a series of popping sounds outside the whirlpool. She guessed that her cheap husband was going crazy outside!

She sighed softly, "You old codger, I always thought that even if I wasn't a leading lady, I was destined to be an unignorable nobody. I never expected you to be even more invested in your role than I am, thinking of yourself as a tragic villainous second lead!"

"You say you've been planning our future and have been thinking about me for 3,000 years? Give me a break! You just crave my blood, want to embrace me, and make me your mobile blood bank!"

Shu Xubai's bloodshot eyes flashed: "I didn't..."

Jiang Si interrupted him: "It's nothing. He's not craving my blood, he's craving my flesh. Doesn't that mean he still wants to drink my blood?"

"As for why you became the Zombie King, it has nothing to do with me. You walked into the lab yourself. You felt that being an immortal vampire was lonely, so you willingly lay on the lab table and let those lunatics inject you with an ancient virus, seeking death!"

"An ancient virus mutated in your body, causing you to lose your mind and infect the zombie virus. The zombie virus began to spread, and humans slowly became infected!"

"You've ruined a perfectly good Earth, and now you're telling me in a tea-tea-like tone that it's all for our future? Do you even deserve that?"

Shu Xubai's pale fingertips trembled slightly as he covered the wound on his shoulder, his hand instantly stained with blood. "How did you know?"

Jiang Si smiled radiantly: "If you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place. It's impossible to be completely secretive!"

Shu Xubai's pale face looked as if it had been coated with white flour, and his eyes were as red as if they were soaked in blood: "Didn't you say you had MRI?"

Jiang Si, her hand resting on the hilt of the knife, pointed to her head and said innocently, "Mect, the damage is reversible, it's not like I've lost my memory permanently. Seeing you suddenly made me remember!"

Shu Xubai's chest heaved, his bloodshot eyes practically spitting fire: "You tricked me!"

Jiang Sijiao chuckled: "You're the one who came up with a sentimental script and tricked me first. What, you're allowed to set fires but I'm not allowed to light lamps?"

Shu Xubai's hand tightened on his shoulder, then slowly fell down, and the blood-red blade condensed again: "Since that's the case, my Jiang Jiang, let's perish together again!"

"Who wants to die with you?" Jiang Si gripped the knife tightly with her hand, "If you want to die, go die yourself, don't drag me down with you!"

In the world 3000 years from now, she has a strong, powerful backer, and she can play the role of a dog, farm, and live a very happy life. She would never think of dying.

"That's not up to you!" Shu Xubai's blood-red blade flashed, slicing horizontally towards Jiang Si.

Jiang Si held the knife without moving.

Shu Xubai's expression changed, and he roared, "Jiang Si, are you betting that I'm soft-hearted again?"

Jiang Si curled her lips into a sneer and said sarcastically, "Where would an old, undying vampire like you get a heart?"

As Jiang Si finished speaking.

Shu Xubai leaped forward, using his blood blade to block the streak of blood light.

Jiang Si's face turned cold in an instant. She raised her knife and stabbed it into Shu Xubai's heart as he approached her.

"roar!"

Shu Xubai roared in disbelief, blood gushing from his chest.

Jiang Si gripped the knife handle with both hands and pressed down, piercing Shu Xubai's heart.

With a bang, he was slammed to the ground.

Tang Dao pinned Shu Xubai to the ground.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his bloodshot eyes instantly filled with sorrow as he murmured, "Jiang Jiang, I have never been willing to hurt you, not 3,000 years ago, and not 3,000 years from now."

"But you, you always want to kill me, to make me disappear from this world, leaving me no hope!"

Jiang Si pressed the knife down with her left hand and concentrated her spiritual power into a blade with her right, digging into his heart, ripping out a piece of his heart flesh, pouring out a jar of his heart's blood, and cursing: "You old bastard, didn't you want to die 3,000 years ago? I'll grant your wish, and you're playing this melodramatic, sadistic love game with me?"