"Xie Yu, although not considered strong among the demon lords, was very famous during the war between immortals and demons because of his handsome appearance."

Meng Jue said leisurely: "He knows this, and he also knows how to take advantage of opportunities. He has gained a lot of benefits with that face."

The midday sun was blindingly bright. Yonggui was stroking the back of his head, which was like a light bulb. Hearing this, he raised his eyelashes and said, "Benefits?"

Among them, only Meng Jue had personally experienced the battle between immortals and demons. After a night's rest, a group of people gathered in the backyard of Zhou's house to exchange information.

"There are many young ladies from famous families and female cultivators in the cultivation world. Xie Yu is very good at seducing men with his beauty. His best trick is to start an unforgettable love story with them."

Meng Jue was quite disdainful of this behavior, with a lazy sneer on his lips: "Then he took advantage of the opportunity to either rob the martial arts secrets or seek information about the war. He even got a nickname for this, called 'Lovely Man'."

He is said to be affectionate, but in fact he is the most heartless.

Xie Yu passed through a field of thousands of flowers without getting a single leaf touched, but the girls who were touched by him, at best, lost all their cultivation, at worst, their families were destroyed and they died without a burial place.

For example, Pei Ji’s mother.

That woman sacrificed the rest of her life for him, but unexpectedly she trusted the villain, which led to the demons attacking the city and causing people's livelihood to suffer. She, a once noble lady, was displaced and eventually could only live in a ruined village.

To Xie Yu, she, like many other women he deceived, was just a tool for his entertainment. Where does the affection or sincerity come from? When she loses her usefulness, the famous Demon Lord might not even remember the name of Pei Ji's biological mother.

She is such a pathetic existence.

In Xie Yu's life, the only thing is the passionate love-hate relationship between him and Zhou Yimei. What future generations are interested in is only this bloody past.

Just like the spotlight in a storybook always belongs to the male and female protagonists, no matter what stories others have experienced, they are destined to remain unknown.

Ningning felt a little disappointed for some reason and rubbed her cheeks hard, trying to make herself look more energetic. There were birds chirping not far away. She squinted in the glaring sunlight, and suddenly a thought flashed through her mind.

Ning Ning raised her head and looked at Meng Jue curiously: "Big Brother, you said before that Miss Zhou looked familiar to you. I wonder if you have any clues about her today?"

Ever since Meng Jue said that subconsciously, Ningning has been more careful about Zhou Yimei.

The first thought that came to her mind was that in this Buddhist world full of melodrama, perhaps like in many family ethics dramas, Zhou Yimei was related to someone present by blood.

Later, after thinking about it, she almost turned the family reunion meeting into a fault-finding party, but apart from the fact that she and Pei Ji had a teardrop mole that was extremely similar, there was nothing else worthy of suspicion.

If this reason is ruled out, and Zhou Yimei is very likely the one who sent Xie Yu to the Demon Refining Tower...

Then, has she ever met Meng Jue before?

Ningning's heart skipped a beat when this idea suddenly flashed through her mind.

That makes sense.

Meng Jue is very smart. It is said that he could read ten lines at a glance and have a photographic memory when he was studying in the academy. His memory of Zhou Yimei is so vague, which means that the two must have met many years ago.

Coincidentally, Meng Jue had experienced the great battle between immortals and demons.

--That is to say, at the end of this story of repeated entanglements, love and hate, Zhou Yimei did not become a dodder that depended on Xie Yu. Not only did she avenge the blood feud of her clan's genocide, she also survived the raging fire that burned the mountain and saved her life.

“Speaking of this, it is really interesting.”

Meng Jue didn't know what he was thinking of. He relaxed his brows and smiled softly: "You would never have thought that Miss Zhou..."

Ningning was very curious and listened attentively. Unfortunately, he was suddenly interrupted by another male voice halfway through his speech.

Xie Yu came with his annoying little demon Gu Zhaozhao, who held his arms tightly with both hands, making Ning Ning couldn't help but think again:

This was the scene she saw when she went to the welfare home as a volunteer and helped the elderly widows and widowers with mobility problems with her friends. Thank you, Demon Lord, for helping her recall her youth.

"Dear Taoist priests."

As a demon cultivator, Xie Yu is full of arrogance and viciousness. He made no secret of his contempt for these defectors, but due to the need for intelligence, he had to patiently get close to them.

After all, it was just acting, something Xie Yu was best at.

Although he had a smile on his lips, his eyes were dark and indifferent. His voice was as mellow as wine, with an addictive magnetism: "Thanks to the intelligence brought by Elder Tianxian, the demons won a great victory on the front line last night."

As he spoke, he glanced at Meng Jue, his sarcastic smile deepened: "The Demon Lord has issued an order, summoning me to Luan City tonight to discuss the plan. I am afraid that I will not be able to meet with you again in the short term."

tonight.

In other words, Zhou Yimei must take action before tonight.

There was a little more pity in Ningning's eyes when she looked at him.

Look how happy the child is. I really hope he can be as happy as he is now when Miss Zhou stabs him with a sword.

Speak of the devil and he will appear. As soon as Zhou Yimei's name came to Ningning's mind, she saw her shadow not far away.

Xie Yu was merciless in his humiliation of her. Even though he knew that Zhou Yimei's right hand was crippled, he still forced her to do odd jobs day and night, making her life even harder and more tiring than that of the Zhou family's servants.

To put it nicely, he is vindictive. To put it bluntly, this man is narrow-minded and the thing on his neck is not a head but an acute tumor.

Ugh, so disgusting.

Zhou Yimei was holding a broom in her left hand and saw them when she raised her eyes. After a brief eye contact with Ningning, she lowered her head and continued sweeping with an unchanged expression.

Ning Ning asked curiously, "Master Demon, if you go to Luan City, what will happen to Miss Zhou?"

"she?"

Whenever Zhou Yimei was mentioned, Xie Yu's expression would become more impatient than before. He frowned and glanced at her, deliberately raising his voice: "She is just a woman to play with. Don't you see what kind of person you have become? Do I still have to take her with me?"

Zhou Yimei remained indifferent and continued sweeping the floor.

"Once her right hand is broken, she won't know what she will do in the future. Moreover, Chongling is now occupied by the demon soldiers. Once I leave, she will have no one to rely on..."

He seemed to be angry at the other party's indifference, and a hint of annoyance appeared between his eyebrows: "If you really want to live, just kneel down and beg me with tears in your eyes, maybe I will soften my heart and take her away from Chongling."

This is the most blatant hint. It seems that although Xie Yu showed great disgust towards her, he still couldn't help but secretly care about her in his heart.

It was a pity that no matter how hard he racked his brains to speak, Zhou Yimei just kept her head down as if no one was around and didn't even glance at him.

Ningning pursed her lips tightly and forced herself not to laugh out loud.

Although it was a bit vicious, from her perspective, the scene at this moment...

It really sounds like a dog barking at a robot vacuum cleaner.

Xie Yu suppressed his anger and took a deep breath.

He seemed to have been treated coldly like this many times before, and had some ability to withstand pressure. Even though he was humiliated like this, he just gritted his teeth and said, "Pretending to be noble? You'll cry later!"

Gu Zhaozhao was intoxicated by the charming tea aroma. She gently stroked his arm, her voice as soft as instant noodles that had been cooked for a full hour:

"Ayu, don't be angry. Miss is just like that... You know that you and I always supported her, but she never appreciated it and was always cold."

"My master's white moonlight always tries to get close to me. Everyone knows the disgusting ideas in her mind."

Ning Ning stuffed a peanut into her mouth and said to Pei Ji beside her: "Think about whether you are worthy of her first. My mother told me not to play with idiots, so why should I bother with her?"

Gu Zhaozhao's expression froze for a moment. After a fierce ideological struggle, she decided to ignore her and continued to whisper in Xie Yu's ear: "Her temper must have made you so tired. Don't think about it. Let's go. If you are unhappy, I will feel bad."

Ning Ning looked melancholy, looking up at the sky and reminiscing about the past: "She loves to pretend so much, she must be very tired. I feel bad for her."

Gu Zhaozhao finally couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward with his right leg: "You...!"

Pei Ji held the hilt of the sword expressionlessly.

Xie Yu frowned: "Zhao Zhao, what are you doing!"

"Miss Gu, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Ning seemed to be startled and took a step back behind Pei Ji. "I was talking about Master's White Moonlight, and I didn't mention you at all... You and the Demon Lord are deeply in love, shouldn't you share the same hatred with me and attack that bad woman together?"

Gu Zhaozhao's lips twitched.

"I'm sorry, I can't speak. Did I make Miss Gu angry? I seldom interact with others. I'm not as good as you, who can say anything. You're amazing."

Ning Ning looked aggrieved. She took a deep breath and turned to look at Xie Yu, who was standing beside her. "This is my fault. Lord Demon, please don't take it to heart. It's not that Miss Gu has a bad temper. It's all because of my poor tongue."

The corners of Gu Zhaozhao's mouth had begun to twist and dance wildly.

Bai Ye was dumbfounded as he listened to this. He was so excited that he almost slammed the table and shouted "He is truly invincible".

Ningning was so fierce that she turned defense into offense and used Gu Zhaozhao's fancy language art for her own use. She not only implied that she said one thing to one person and another thing to another, but also pointed out that the woman had a bad temper.

As for the sentence "It's my fault", it is the essence, which instantly portrays Ningning as a weak victim, leaving Xie Yu with no reason to question her.

As for Gu Zhaozhao.

She was determined to maintain her image as a naive and innocent saint, and would never admit that she was exactly the same as the "bad woman with white moonlight" as Ningning described her. She could only swallow her loss and accept the ridicule with a smile.

That's wonderful.

If Ningning publishes a book in the future, he will definitely be the first to buy it.

Gu Zhaozhao and Xie Yu were like two angry flamingos, and they both left not long after.

Ningning won the battle, yawned lazily, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes met Zhou Yimei who was not far away.

Miss Zhou was clear-headed and could tell that this strange girl was helping her. Although she was still wary when she looked at Ning Ning, her gaze was much softer than before: "Thank you."

"Need not."

Ningning grinned at her and glanced up at the horizon.

The sun, which was hanging in the dome not long ago, has curled up under the clouds at some point.

The halo swirled outward layer by layer, becoming fainter and lighter, and finally quietly merged with a quiet light gray in the fluffy clouds.

Looking to the side, you can see the faint ink color surging like the tide.

A breeze blew lightly.

It's going to rain soon.

"Ms. Zhou."

Ningning retracted her gaze and said to her with a smile: "The weather is nice today."

Suitable for drawing the sword and killing people.

=====

"No, no, everyone calm down. Before Zhou Yimei takes revenge, we have to first understand one fact."

After saying goodbye to Zhou Yimei, Ningning followed the group to Bai Ye's room to discuss the follow-up plans with several other people.

The sky outside was indeed getting darker, but it was not raining, as if someone had accidentally spilled ink, making them feel even more guilty.

"It would be fine if this was reality, but it happens to be in the Buddha Realm. What is the principle of the Buddha Realm? It is born out of obsession."

Bai Ye glanced at the dark clouds and lowered his voice: "The reason we stay in here is not to be chivalrous, but to help the owner of the illusion resolve his obsession."

He stopped smiling and put on a serious expression as he spoke: "If we help the wrong person, the difficulty of breaking through the Buddha Realm will probably increase tenfold - what do you think the obsession of this damn place is?"

Yonggui said: "Xie Yu is the master of the Buddha Realm, and Zhou Yimei is his eternal scar. If he knew that he had given his love to the wrong person, how could he escape from the guilt? There is no way to argue, the only option is to stay on this level of the Demon Refining Tower and exile myself to balance my mind."

Bai Ye: "Speak human language."

"Master Yonggui means that Xie Yu's obsession lies in guilt."

Ningning fiddled with the round mirror on the table, holding her chin and saying, "Isn't it written like this in the storybooks? Only after the heroine dies does the hero finally realize how much he loves her, so his hair turns white overnight, he cries all day long, and is in agony. Well, that's probably the plot."

Bai Ye sneered: "Why, you don't still believe in this stuff, do you? Apart from the characters in the storybooks, are there really normal people who regard love as more important than anything else?"

He crossed his legs and patiently said, "As a man, I can tell you responsibly that we brothers will not stay pure for the so-called white moonlight for our whole lives, and we will not be devastated by a little regret and guilt. The world is so colorful, why bother hanging on a crooked tree?"

This statement was rough but true. Bai Ye gulped down a mouthful of water and added, "Let's take a step back. Even if I really love that woman and remain single until I die, what is love? It's just an optional condiment in life! Without it, I can still rise to a higher position, become wealthy, and be admired by everyone - hey, it's great."

In short, he didn't think that Xie Yu's guilt towards Zhou Yimei could create such a huge illusion. Reality was not a storybook where everyone was in love.

Meng Jue did not refute, and followed his meaning and continued: "I wonder what is the cause of this Buddha Realm according to Brother Bai's opinion?"

"I think Xie Yu must hate Zhou Yimei to death."

Bai Ye's eyes were filled with a look of confidence, and he spoke faster and faster: "Think about it, although he fell in love with her when he was young, that was a long time ago. As time passed, no matter how strong the feelings were, they would inevitably be worn away and only a thin shell remained - those two people only had such a friendship, and Zhou Yimei not only wanted to kill him, but also locked Xie Yu in the dark Demon Refining Tower. Tell me, is this obsession strong enough?"

Ning Ning smiled: "So you think Xie Yu wants to kill Zhou Yimei for revenge."

"yes!"

Bai Ye responded without hesitation: "Isn't this quite consistent with his character? A petty person who will never forget his revenge."

"But if Xie Yu really wanted to kill her, he had many opportunities to do so in this Futu Realm. He didn't have to wait until this moment of revenge."

Pei Ji spoke in a deep voice, with a dark look in his eyes: "He hasn't touched Zhou Yimei yet, which means he still has some tenderness in his heart."

Each of the two parties had their own reasons, and each had their own unreasonable points. The house fell into silence for a moment, and suddenly Ning Ning's clear voice rang out: "Wow, look! Miss Zhou is leaving!"

So several people present turned their heads away.

Ningning had obtained a vision from the girl in the depths of the flowers. Not long ago, when she was talking to Zhou Yimei, she placed it on Miss Zhou's shoulder.

During the war between immortals and demons, this thing had not yet been developed. Therefore, even if Zhou Yimei noticed something was wrong, she would not take it too seriously. At most, she would think that it was just an unknown mosquito passing by and was not worth paying attention to compared to revenge.

"Since we can't come to a conclusion through discussion," Ningning pointed at the round mirror in front of her, "why don't we take a look at the direction of the plot first?"

After she said this, she half-lowered her eyelashes and looked intently at her reflection in the mirror.

A slim woman in white stood in front of the door, looking up at the sky with surging waves.

The densely packed dark clouds looked like the ever-changing faces of ghosts, and the strong wind sounded like the sound of a glutton devouring.

It is indeed a nice day.

Zhou Yimei didn't make any preparations. She just tied up her slightly messy hair, washed her face quickly, and walked out without looking back.

=====

When Gu Zhaozhao was packing her luggage to take to Luancheng, she suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

She thought it was the maidservant serving beside her, so she lowered her head and continued to tidy up: "What's the matter?"

Just get through today.

After today, when she and Xie Yu go to Luancheng together and completely get rid of Chongling, this place of trouble, she, Gu Zhaozhao, will be able to fly to the tree and become a phoenix.

The Demon Lord's wife.

When she thought of these four words, she couldn't help but smile.

In fact, from the very beginning, she never thought that Xie Yu could have such a bright future. The reason why she secretly took credit from the young lady was only because he had a beautiful face.

Even though he was covered in bruises and skinny, the boy's eyes and eyebrows could make her blush and her heart beat fast in an instant.

It's a pity that Xie Yu was deeply in love with the unattainable Miss Zhou and never had the slightest interest in her.

The jealousy that filled my heart must have started from that time.

Zhou Yimei possesses everything that women desire: stunning looks, outstanding character, impeccable family background, and numerous men who are devoted to her.

Gu Zhaozhao was unwilling to accept this.

Even if Xie Yu didn't like her, she had plenty of ways to hook him.

So she began to weave lies day after day.

Zhou Yimei felt sorry for Xie Yu, but due to the Zhou family's spies, she could only ask the maid beside her to bring medicine and pastries to the little slave.

Gu Zhaozhao quietly ran to see him with the basket, and blushed as she told the alert boy, "Don't be afraid, this is the ointment I prepared especially for you... Does your injury still hurt?"

Day after day, over and over again.

Xie Yu's eyes became softer and softer as he looked at her, and he would occasionally murmur to her why Miss Zhou was always indifferent to him and never even looked at him.

Later, Xie Yu proposed to elope with Zhou Yimei, and Gu Zhaozhao told the secret without hesitation.

Miss Zhou was imprisoned and Xie Yu was beaten half to death.

She walked up to the young man and squeezed out a tear: "You are so stupid. How could a person like Miss Zhou be willing to leave with you? Just this morning, she mocked me for your incompetence and ignorance... She told the master everything. She is destined not to come tonight."

Xie Yu's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at her without blinking.

Gu Zhaozhao continued to tell him: "Go ahead. If you still remember me in the future, come back to Chongling to see me."

At that moment, the indifference in the boy's eyes collapsed and a thin mist spread.

She knew that she had succeeded.

Who could have thought that Xie Yu would become the Demon Lord.

Seeing the once extremely proud Zhou Yimei fall from the clouds, while she rose to the top and became the one who accompanied the Demon Lord, the jealousy that had been growing for many years finally disappeared, and Gu Zhaozhao felt unprecedented happiness.

Just a little.

It seemed that Xie Yu still had feelings for Zhou Yimei. Even though he expressed disgust, his eyes could not lie.

When she goes to Luancheng, she can say goodbye to Miss Zhou forever.

Gu Zhaozhao was delighted and planned to continue packing her luggage, but she felt something was not right.

The man who had just entered the room didn't say a word, but just stood quietly at the door. I don't know if he was looking at her.

Her chest skipped a beat and she looked up in panic.

What came into view was a face that was all too familiar.

Zhou Yimei.

Gu Zhaozhao didn't feel good and shrank back.

She didn't even have the courage to speak. She stuttered for a while before she cried out in a broken voice: "What do you want to do?"

She did not forget that Zhou Yimei was once a swordsman with outstanding talents.

It’s a pity that under her instigation, the right hand holding the sword was broken by Xie Yu.

"Don't even think of any evil ideas! If you hurt me, Xie Yu will definitely not let you go - where are the guards? Where are the maids? Where did they go!"

Zhou Yimei ignored her shouting, and a white light flashed in her hand, revealing a sharp sword.

Meng Jue said slowly: "Using Qi to transform into a sword, this young lady's cultivation is not low."

Looking out the window again, although it was not yet evening, the sky was already completely dark.

The dark clouds gathered into a huge vortex, hanging upside down on the sky, as if to swallow up all the light and leave only the dull and monotonous black.

Therefore, when the moonlight-like white sword intent surged, illuminating the woman's profile like a raging snow waterfall, the murderous aura it portrayed would be as cold and magnificent as it was just now.

This woman must be crazy.

She actually... held the sword in her left hand,

Gu Zhaozhao was so frightened that she was trembling with fear, while Zhou Yimei remained expressionless from beginning to end, and when she looked at her it was not as if she was looking at a living being.

It's like looking at a disgusting piece of garbage.

The sword energy hummed, and the female cultivator in white took a step forward.

Gu Zhaozhao wanted to beg for mercy, but was caught off guard by the sword energy and hit his lower abdomen violently. He felt severe pain all over his body and spit out blood from his mouth.

Zhou Yimei was too lazy to talk to her, and said in a very calm tone: "Be quiet."

She didn't want to hear this man's voice.

Gu Zhaozhao burst into tears. She wanted to apologize and beg for mercy but she didn't dare. She could only tremble and cry.

The crazy woman holding the sword grabbed her collar and dragged Gu Zhaozhao out of the house without saying a word.

How could she dare to resist? She could only follow Zhou Yimei step by step.

The servants and maids in the mansion all fell unconscious. Gu Zhaozhao was horrified and began to think about how to let Xie Yu find out about this tragic situation as soon as possible. Only he could cure this madness.

wrong.

She suddenly widened her eyes.

The direction Zhou Yimei was pulling her to was not somewhere else, but Xie Yu's bedroom.

She had a vague premonition of what would happen to her next.

"No... please, don't! It's my fault...!"

She subconsciously wanted to beg for mercy, but after glancing at the other party's indifferent face, she gritted her teeth and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you really think he will believe your lies? When Xie Yu sees me injured later, he will kill you immediately!"

A smile finally appeared on Zhou Yimei's face, which was as calm as dead water.

The smile was full of ridicule, disdain and suspicion, as cold as a knife, as if asking her word by word: "Are you sure?"

Gu Zhaozhao wasn't sure.

She knew that Xie Yu had special feelings for Zhou Yimei, a mixture of love and hate that was most driving people crazy.

Then there was a bang of someone breaking into the door. While she was still frightened by that look, Zhou Yimei had already kicked open Xie Yu's door.

Just as she expected, the man in the house was slightly startled and did not take action immediately.

In the end, Xie Yu still couldn't bear to see Zhou Yimei suffer.

"Ayu, save me!"

Gu Zhaozhao didn't have time to think about anything else. She cried out in tears, "She's crazy, Zhou Yimei——"

Before he could finish his words, he felt another sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and blood spurted out like a rotating shower.

——Zhou Yimei actually dared to hurt her in front of Xie Yu!

Xie Yu had some feelings for Gu Zhaozhao, so he frowned and got angry when he saw this. However, before he could say anything, Zhou Yimei interrupted him coldly, "Take a step forward, and I will kill her."

She didn't lie. With the long sword on Gu Zhaozhao's neck, the swordsman could kill in a flash.

The two cards faced each other and the situation came to a stalemate.

"explain."

Zhou Yimei had a blank expression on her face: "Who prepared the medicine for him back then?"

She knew the crazy woman would do this!

Gu Zhaozhao's eyes were red with anger, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "It's me! Ayu, save me—Ah!"

A streak of sword energy mercilessly pierced through her right palm, causing unbearable pain.

"One last chance."

Zhou Yimei's tone remained unchanged: "Who prepared the medicine for him back then?"

Gu Zhaozhao was crying and retching, almost vomiting: "I, I'll tell you! Please don't kill me, wuwuwu... I'll tell you everything! It was the young lady, it was the young lady who prepared everything and asked me to deliver it!"

Xie Yu's whole body shook violently.

Zhou Yimei raised her chin slightly, as if discussing something trivial, and her tone even had a hint of laziness: "Continue."

That useless man Xie Yu is not reliable at all!

Gu Zhaozhao was so angry that her teeth itched. Under the threat, she could only continue to speak: "Everything... was prepared by the young lady. I, I lied... I am willing to work like a slave to atone for my sin! Young lady, please forgive me!"

The sword on his neck moved closer, causing him to feel sharp pain.

Zhou Yimei: "Continue."

"Elope... I was the one who told the secret about elopement! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"

Gu Zhaozhao didn't dare to look at Xie Yu's eyes. She lowered her head and stared at the floor. Even so, she still felt a strong murderous aura covering her.

The murderous aura belonging to the demon clan.

Zhou Yimei ignored her tears and Xie Yu's shock, and said calmly, "Do you have anything else to say?"

She didn't kill her!

Gu Zhaozhao's eyes lit up instantly: "Miss, please forgive me! I am willing to spend my whole life to make up for it, please don't kill me, okay?"

Zhou Yimei: “Oh.”

Zhou Yimei: "I forgot to say, this is your last words."

Gu Zhaozhao's face was already terrible, and when he heard this, he immediately became more disgusting than if he had eaten a fly.

She wanted to rant.

However, the long sword across her neck suddenly flashed white, and she felt so painful that her whole body went numb, her brain stopped working, and she could not remember anything.

Gu Zhaozhao collapsed to the ground in despair.

Zhou Yimei raised her eyes and glanced at the man not far away, wiping the blood stains on the sword: "Are you clear?"

The light in the sky had completely disappeared, and in the overwhelming silence, Xie Yu looked as pale as death.

The white-dressed female cultivator in front of him continued to speak to herself, "I sent the medicine, I taught you the skills, and I begged you for the favor. Haven't you ever doubted that a maid like her could have such great abilities?"

How could he not have suspected that there were too many ambiguous and tricky things in Gu Zhaozhao's words?

But once he followed that line of thought, the truth behind it made him hesitate and he dared not think too deeply about it.

——What exactly did he do?

The extremely handsome young man took a step back, trembling all over, his eyes bloodshot.

He asked himself again and again in his heart: Xie Yu, what on earth did you do?

Xie Yu was destined to have no future since he was born.

For a slave of low status, beatings and scoldings were commonplace, and no one was willing to give him a kind look.

The young masters and young ladies of the Zhou family are like the moon far away in the sky. It is difficult to see them even once. With his status, it is even more impossible for him to have any chance of contact with them.

It seemed that his acquaintance with Zhou Yimei was extremely cliché. The young lady who went out to appreciate the flowers dropped her jade pendant on the side of the road. The slave boy picked it up and approached her with a beating heart.

He said timidly, "Miss Zhou."

Then Zhou Yimei turned around with a smile and thanked him with a smile as well.

Xie Yu tossed and turned that night and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He never cared about his appearance, but that night he thought again and again that he wished he could wipe the dust off his face.

No one had ever been so gentle to him. When she smiled, it was as if all the light was focused on her.

He began to follow the light carefully.

Even though the eldest lady didn't care about him and was hot and cold towards him, for Xie Yu, as long as he could see her every day, he would be very happy.

When Zhou Yimei agreed to leave Chongling with him, Xie Yu was so happy that he felt like he was dreaming.

Being surrounded by servants in the alley also felt like being in a dream.

The most cautious love of his youth was ruthlessly shattered, and he should hate her.

But what if everything Gu Zhaozhao said was a lie?

What if Zhou Yimei had always been devoted to him, what if he... destroyed the most important person in his life with his own hands?

Xie Yu felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He slaughtered all her people, trampled on her dignity, and even broke her right hand that held the sword, destroying most of her cultivation.

——That girl was the light that pulled him out of the endless purgatory.

What would Zhou Yimei think of him? If she knew that this was all a misunderstanding...could she forgive him?

Like a drowning man grabbing at the last straw, Xie Yu took a deep breath.

That's right.

The reason why she brought Gu Zhaozhao here to explain was definitely to make him change his mind and renew their relationship.

After all, Zhou Yimei loves him and he loves her too.

"Do you think I'll forgive you?"

Catching a glimpse of the glimmer in the man's eyes, the female cultivator's sneer became more obvious: "Don't dream."

She spoke with undisguised disgust: "Some people think that other people in the world are filthy just because their lives are like maggots. How ridiculous! Don't you understand why I came to see you today?"

Xie Yu's eyes were blank as he listened to her continue, "I hate you. I hate you every day and every night. I would rather let you get seriously injured and sick than take the risk of sending you the secret ancient book. It would be better if you died."

Every word felt like a needle piercing his heart.

And in a moment, the sword flashed.

Zhou Yimei used all her strength, but Xie Yu did not dodge.

The strong smell of blood filled her nose. Zhou Yimei had been wanting to smell it for too long.

Her cultivation was destroyed and her hand bones were broken. She could only pretend to be weak and allow others to trample on her. Only when it was late at night and everyone was asleep could she hold the sword in her left hand and go to the bamboo forest to practice swordplay through the path beside her bedroom.

Day after day, every day was in excruciating pain, but she also found the meaning of living in hatred.

Zhou Yimei wants revenge.

She originally disdained to waste time talking to Xie Yu. If possible, she would rather cut him into pieces with a sword.

But her cultivation level and physical strength do not allow it. If she wants to kill the two men today, she must resort to other methods.

For example, making him feel full of remorse and unwilling to resist.

There was no romance, no pity or regret. The only thought in Zhou Yimei's heart was that talking to him was really disgusting.

"This sword is for me."

The sword flashed like ice and pierced into the man's right arm.

"This sword is for my fellow countrymen who died in vain."

Another sword pierced into the lower abdomen.

"This sword... is for the innocent people in the world who have been harmed by you."

The last sword sank deeply into the chest.

Xie Yu didn't say anything or move.

He is crying.

"I don't know...I'm sorry."

The eyes of the once glorious Demon Lord were red, and his gaze towards her was filled with fear and broken affection. He was so choked up that his words were difficult to make out: "Kill me... Kill me, maybe you'll feel better."

"Kill you? Of course I won't kill you."

Zhou Yimei looked at him expressionlessly. At this point, her tone suddenly became a little smiling: "'I don't want you to die. I want you to live a life worse than death, and reflect on your past actions in endless humiliation'... These are the words you said to me in person. Don't forget them easily."

At this moment, she returned the words to Xie Yu exactly as they were, in a tone full of mockery, disdain and disgust, without mercy.

The man's tears were getting more and more violent. Zhou Yimei paused for a moment and frowned.

She said, "Stop crying, it's disgusting."

Behind the round mirror, everyone was silent.

Ningning could probably guess what the obsession was that formed this Buddha realm.

It was pitch dark in the Demon Refining Tower. Xie Yu could neither live nor die. He could only waste his time in this corner of the world, carrying a body full of old illnesses.

If this were put in a society ruled by law, it would be on the headlines of the day:

The net of justice is vast and nothing can escape it. A serial killer named Xie was finally caught by the law and admitted that he regretted it deeply.

It is reported that the man surnamed Xie was sentenced for multiple crimes including insult, intentional homicide and illegal entry into a residence. If you want to follow more subsequent developments, please pay attention to the legal program "First Line".

What a tearful scene behind bars.

Does Xie Yu hate Zhou Yimei?

Cutting out his marrow and imprisoning him in a tower, of course I hate him.

But does he love Zhou Yimei?

The eternal white moonlight of his youth, not to mention the woman who had been ruthlessly let down by him, the answer is self-evident.

He had no way to vent his love and hatred, and he endured day after day in the prison-like cage, full of regret, rage, hopelessness and agony every day and night.

Zhou Yimei wanted to make his life a living hell.

So what was the most pressing obsession in Xie Yu's heart when he was trapped in the Demon Refining Tower?

——He wants to die.

If on this day, Zhou Yimei took the sword and killed him without hesitation when she wanted revenge, she would not have to endure all the pain in the future.

So pitiful.

Ning Ning pretended to wipe away tears: "It's so tragic and pitiful. Even a passing dog would burst out laughing when seeing it."

The indescribable part of Xie Yu below his neck was already blood red, becoming so indescribable.

Until this moment, his mind was still filled with thousands of layers of routines of love and hate, and he hoped to get a little forgiveness from his sweetheart.

Zhou Yimei threw the script in his face.

Go to hell with your sadomasochism.