"But one day you came to me and told me you liked Zhixun, that you'd already informed your father that you wanted to marry him to your son-in-law, and that you'd take care of me like your sister-in-law, and that we'd become family!" Qiu Shui said, then gave a wry smile. "You knew perfectly well that Zhixun and I weren't siblings, that I liked Zhixun and he liked me too, so why did you want to break us up? Why?"

"It is obvious that Zhixun and you are not a good match, and Mr. and Mrs. Zhu are not satisfied at all. Why do you threaten to commit suicide and insist that Mr. and Mrs. Zhu agree to your marriage?" Qiu Shui seemed to have thought of something extremely painful and closed his eyes tightly.

After a while, she opened her eyes again, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked at Madam Wei with hatred and continued, "Zhixun didn't agree, so you drugged me and poisoned me, and spread the news everywhere, saying that I was a monster? Haha, I am my father's biological daughter, and my father is a human. How could I be a monster?" She became more and more excited as she spoke. Large patches of silver scales gradually appeared on Qiu Shui's face. Those scales soon occupied half of her face and neck, which looked very scary.

Qiu Shui reached out and touched the scales on his face, giving a bitter, ironic laugh. "Did you see that? Did you see that? This is all thanks to you. I drank the medicine you gave me and ended up like this. I trusted you so much, but I didn't expect you had already decided to kill me! Do you know how I died?"

"I was burned alive. I was mistaken for a demon and burned to death amid endless abuse! After my death, my resentment did not dissipate, so I entered this painting and practiced for thousands of years before finally becoming a real demon. As you wished, I really became a demon! Hehehe!" Qiu Shui laughed dejectedly again, and there was resentment, hatred and despair in his laughter.

Mrs. Wei was completely shocked. This matter sounded too absurd, and there was no trace of such things in her memory. However, it touched her heart and made her heart ache.

Mrs. Wei lowered her head and saw that the painting under Qiu Shui's feet had begun to burn, and white smoke was coming out of Qiu Shui's feet.

Madam Wei was shocked. She covered her mouth and screamed loudly: "Qiu Shui, your foot!"

Lan Ziye understood that the magic circle had begun to kill the demon. If nothing unexpected happened, in a quarter of an hour, the demon would turn into smoke and disappear into ashes. And behind her, Wei Zhixun, whose eyes had been glazed over like a puppet, would regain consciousness. Everything would return to normal, and her mission would be easily accomplished.

Qiu Shui also noticed something was wrong with her body at this point. She suppressed her smile, glanced down at her feet, which were still smoking, then looked up at Madam Wei with a sorrowful gaze and said, "Zhu Xueling, how does it feel to have killed me twice? Was it pleasant? Were you happy? Hehehe, hehehe, my best friend!"

Madam Wei reacted and hurried to Lan Ziye, begging, "Please, Twelve Young Master, please don't kill her. I don't want her to die. Please don't kill her!"

Lan Ziye looked at Madam Wei in confusion and said slowly, "Aren't you afraid that she'll hurt you again? From what she just said, it seems she still harbors a lot of hatred towards you. She won't let you go!"

Mrs. Wei lowered her eyes, pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know whether what she said is true or not, and it has nothing to do with me, but... I know I don't want her to die. If she dies, I think I will be uneasy, and I will be uneasy for a long time..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, but her tone became more and more firm.