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

Meng Di said leisurely, "He knew this and knew how to take advantage of opportunities. He got a lot of benefits with that face."

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

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

"There are many young ladies from famous families and female cultivators in the cultivation world. Xie Yu is very good at using beauty to attract men, and his best trick is to develop unforgettable love stories with them."

Meng Ju was quite disdainful of this behavior, with a lazy sneer on his lips: "Then he took advantage of the opportunity to either rob the secret manuals of the skills or seek information about the war, and was even called the 'Lovely Man' for this." He

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

Xie Yu passed through thousands of flowers without getting a single leaf on him, and the girls who were touched by him, at the very least, lost their cultivation, at the worst, their families were destroyed, and they died without a place to be buried.

For example, Pei Ji's mother.

That woman sacrificed her second half of her life for him, but she trusted the thief by mistake, which led to the demons' massive attack on the city and the decline of people's livelihood. She, a former noblewoman, wandered around and finally had to shrink in a ruined village to survive.

And for Xie Yu, she was just a tool for entertainment, just like many women he deceived. Where did her love or sincerity come from? When she lost her value, the famous Demon Lord might not even remember the name of Pei Ji's biological mother.

She was such a pathetic existence.

In Xie Yu's life, only the fierce love and hatred between him and Zhou Yimei, and future generations would only be interested in this bloody past.

Just like the spotlight of a storybook always belongs to the hero and heroine, no matter what stories other people have experienced, they are destined to remain unknown.

Ning Ning felt a little depressed for some reason, and rubbed her cheeks hard, trying to make herself look more energetic. Birds were chirping not far away, and she squinted in the glaring sunlight, and suddenly a thought flashed through her mind.

Ning Ning raised her head and looked at Meng Di curiously: "Senior Brother, you said before that you felt Miss Zhou looked very familiar, I wonder if you have any clues today?"

Ever since Meng Di said that subconsciously, Ning Ning has been more careful about Zhou Yimei.

The first thought that came to her mind was that in this world full of melodrama, maybe like many family ethics dramas, Zhou Yimei had a blood relationship with someone present.

Later, after thinking about it, she almost turned the recognition meeting into a fault-finding meeting, but except that she and Pei Ji had a teardrop mole that was very similar, there was nothing else to doubt.

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

then could she have met Meng Ju at some point?

When this idea suddenly crossed her mind, Ningning's heart skipped a beat.

This makes sense.

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

And it happened that Meng Du experienced the 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 attached to Xie Yu. Not only did she avenge the blood feud that destroyed her clan, but she also survived the fire in the mountain and saved her life.

"Speaking of this, it's really interesting."

Meng Du didn't know what he remembered, stretched his eyebrows and smiled softly: "You will never think that Miss Zhou..."

Ningning was very curious and listened carefully at the side. Unfortunately, he was interrupted by another male voice halfway through.

Xie Yu came with his annoying little demon Gu Zhaozhao, who held his arms tightly, making Ning Ning think again:

when she went to the welfare home as a volunteer, she and her friends helped the elderly with disabilities, and this was the scene she saw. Thank the Demon Lord for helping her recall her youth.

"Masters."

As a demon cultivator, Xie Yu was full of arrogance and viciousness. He did not hide his contempt for this group of defectors, but due to the need for intelligence, he had to be patient and get close to them.

In the end, it was just acting, and Xie Yu was best at this kind of thing.

Although he smiled, 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." He glanced

at Meng Ju and his sarcastic smile deepened: "The Demon Lord has issued an order to summon me to Luancheng tonight to discuss the plan. I am afraid I will not be able to see you again in the short term."

Tonight.

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

Ning Ning looked at him with a little more pity. Look

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

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

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

To put it nicely, he is vindictive. To put it bluntly, this man is petty and mean. The thing on his neck is not a head, but an acute tumor.

Ugh, so disgusting.

Zhou Yimei held the 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 to sweep without changing her expression.

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

"Her?"

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

Zhou Yimei was indifferent and continued to sweep the floor.

"Once her right hand is broken, she won't know what will happen 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 little annoyance appeared between his eyebrows: "If you really want to live, just kneel down and beg me with tears, maybe I can soften my heart and take her away from Chongling."

This was the most straightforward hint. It seemed 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 when he racked his brains to speak, Zhou Yimei kept her head down as if no one was around, and didn't even give him a glance.

Ning Ning pursed her lips hard and forced herself not to laugh out loud.

Although it was a bit vicious, from her point of view, the scene at this moment...

really looked like a dog barking at a sweeping robot.

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 will cry later!"

Gu Zhaozhao was intoxicated by the charming tea aroma and gently stroked his arm. His voice was as soft as instant noodles that had been cooked for a whole hour:

"Ayu, don't be angry. The young lady is just like this... You know that you and I always supported her in the past, but she never appreciated it and was always cold."

"My master's white moonlight always wants to get close to me deliberately. Everyone knows the evil intentions in her heart."

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 fools, so why should I care about her?"

Gu Zhaozhao's expression froze for a moment. After a fierce ideological struggle, he decided to ignore her and continued to thank her. Yu whispered in her 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 angrily, looking up at the sky and recalling the past: "She loves to pretend so much, she must be very tired. I feel bad."

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: "Zhaozhao, what are you doing!"

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

Ning Ning seemed to be startled and shrank back a step behind Pei Ji: "I was talking about the white moonlight of the master, and didn't mention you at all... You and the Demon Lord have a deep 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 don't know how to talk. Did I make Miss Gu angry? I seldom interact with others, unlike you who are good at this and can say anything. It's amazing."

Ning Ning looked aggrieved, took a breath and turned to look at Xie Yu on the side: "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 mouth."

Gu Zhaozhao's mouth corners have begun to twist and dance crazily.

Bai Ye was dumbfounded when he heard this, and his heart was so excited that he almost slammed the table and shouted "It's really invincible".

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

As for the sentence "It's my fault", it was the essence, instantly shaping Ning Ning into a weak victim, so that Xie Yu could not find a reason to question her.

As for Gu Zhaozhao.

She was determined to maintain the image of the innocent Saint White Lotus. She would never admit that she was the same as the "white moonlight bad woman" in Ning Ning's mouth. She could only swallow the loss and keep smiling to accept the ridicule.

Great.

If Ning Ning published a book in the future, he would definitely be the first to buy it.

Gu Zhaozhao and Xie Yu were like two angry flamingos, and they both left soon.

Ningning won the battle, yawned lazily, and then closed her eyes and bumped into Zhou Yimei who was not far away.

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

"No need."

Ningning grinned at her and glanced up at the horizon.

The sun that was hanging in the dome not long ago had curled up under the clouds without knowing when.

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

Looking to the side, there is a faint ink color surging like a tide.

The wind blows lightly.

It's about to rain.

"Miss Zhou."

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

Suitable for drawing swords and killing people.

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

After saying goodbye to Zhou Yimei, Ning Ning followed the main force to Bai Ye's room and discussed the follow-up plan with the others.

The sky outside was getting darker and darker, but it didn't rain, as if someone just accidentally spilled ink, which made them feel even more guilty.

"If this is reality, it would be fine, but it happens to be a Buddhist world. What is the principle of Buddhist world? It is born from obsession."

Bai Ye glanced at the layers of dark clouds and lowered his voice: "We are here not to be chivalrous, but to help the owner of the illusion solve his obsession."

He smiled and made a serious expression while speaking: "If we help the wrong person, we will break through. The difficulty of the Buddha Realm will probably increase tenfold - what do you think the obsession of this ghost 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 made a mistake in his love, how could he escape from the guilt? There is no way to argue, the only possibility is to stay in this level of the Demon Refining Tower and exile himself to balance his mind."

Bai Ye: "Speak human language."

"The meaning of "young master forever" is that Xie Yu's obsession is guilt."

Ning Ning fiddled with the round mirror on the table, holding her cheek and said, "Isn't it written like this in the storybooks? Only after the heroine died, the hero finally realized how much he loved her, so his hair turned white overnight, and he cried all day long, feeling miserable. 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 can regard love as more important than anything else?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his legs and patiently said, "As a man, I can tell you responsibly that it is impossible for us brothers to remain chaste for the so-called white moonlight for our entire 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?"

These words were rough but true, Bai Ye suddenly poured a sip of water into his mouth, and added, " Even if I really loved that woman so much that I remained single till my death, what is love? It is just an indispensable condiment in life! Without it, I can still rise step by step, become wealthy, and be admired by everyone - hey, so happy. "

In short, he didn't think Xie Yu's guilt towards Zhou Yimei could create such a huge illusion, and reality was not a script for everyone's love brain.

Meng Ju did not refute, and continued in accordance with his meaning: "I wonder what is the cause of this Buddha Realm in your opinion, Brother Bai?"

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

Bai Ye's eyes were full of confidence, and his speech became faster and faster: "Think about it, although he fell in love with her when he was young, that was a long time ago after all. As time goes by, no matter how strong the feelings are, they will inevitably be worn away and only a thin shell remains - the two of them only have such a friendship, and Zhou Yimei not only wants to kill him, but also locks Xie Yu in the dark Demon Refining Tower. Do you think this obsession is strong enough?"

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

"Yes!"

Bai Ye responded without hesitation: "Isn't this in line with his character? A vengeful villain."

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

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

Both parties have their own reasons, and each has its own unreasonableness. The house fell silent for a while, and suddenly Ning Ning's crisp voice sounded: "Wow, look! Miss Zhou is leaving!"

So several people on the scene turned their heads.

Ning Ning got a vision from the girl in the depths of the Hundred Flowers. Not long ago, when she was talking to Zhou Yimei, she put it on Miss Zhou's shoulder.

At the time of the battle 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, which was not worth paying attention to compared with revenge.

"Since we can't come to a conclusion," Ning Ning pointed to the round mirror in front of her, "why don't we take a look at the direction

of the plot first?" She said with half-closed eyelashes, staring intently at the shadow on the mirror.

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

The dense dark clouds seemed like the ever-changing ghost faces, and the strong wind was like the sound of gluttons swallowing.

It was indeed a good weather.

Zhou Yimei did not make any preparations, but just tied up her slightly messy hair again, washed her face hurriedly, and went out without looking back.

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

She thought it was the maid serving her, so she lowered her head and continued to pack: "What's the matter?"

As long as she can get through today.

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

The wife of the demon king.

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

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

Even if he was covered with scales and skinny, the boy's eyebrows and eyes could make her blush and heartbeat in an instant.

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

The jealousy that filled his heart should have started from that time.

Zhou Yimei has everything that women desire, stunning beauty, outstanding character, impeccable family background, and many 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 cakes to the little slave.

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

Day after day, over and over again.

Xie Yu looked at her with increasingly gentle eyes, and occasionally murmured to her why Miss Zhou was always indifferent to him and never looked at him.

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

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

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

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

Gu Zhaozhao continued to tell him: "Go, 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 light mist spread.

She knew that she succeeded.

Who would have thought that Xie Yu would become a demon king.

Seeing the once extremely proud Zhou Yimei falling from the top of the cloud to the bottom of the cloud, while she rose to the top in one step and became the one who accompanied the Demon Lord, the jealousy that had been nurturing for many years finally disappeared, and Gu Zhaozhao felt unprecedented happiness .

Only one thing.

Xie Yu seemed to still have feelings for Zhou Yimei. Even if he said how disgusted he was, his eyes could not lie.

When she went to Luancheng, she could say goodbye to Miss Zhou forever.

Gu Zhaozhao was happy and planned to continue packing her luggage, but she felt something was wrong.

The man who had just entered the room did not say a word, but just stood quietly at the door, wondering if he was looking at her.

Her chest skipped a beat and she raised her head in panic.

What came into view was a face that was too familiar to be true.

Zhou Yimei.

Gu Zhaozhao felt something was not good and shrank back.

She even lost the courage to speak. After stuttering for a while, 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 bones.

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

"Don't think of any crooked ideas! If you hurt me, Xie Yu will definitely not forgive you - where are the guards? Where are the maids? Where are they all!"

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

Meng Ju 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, leaving only the dull and monotonous black.

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

This woman must be crazy.

She actually... held the sword with her left hand.

Gu Zhaozhao was trembling with fear, while Zhou Yimei had a blank expression from beginning to end, and she didn't look at a living thing when she looked at her.

It was like looking at a piece of extremely disgusting garbage.

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

Gu Zhaozhao wanted to beg for mercy, but the sword energy hit her abdomen unexpectedly. She felt a sharp pain all over her body and spat out blood.

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

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

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

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

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

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

no.

She suddenly widened her eyes.

The direction Zhou Yimei dragged 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! I'm wrong...!"

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

Zhou Yimei's face, which was as calm as dead water, finally showed a smile.

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 was not sure.

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

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

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

Xie Yu still couldn't bear Zhou Yimei after all.

"Ayu, save me!"

Gu Zhaozhao didn't have time to think about anything else, and she shouted with tears streaming down her face: "She's crazy, Zhou Yimei--"

Before she finished speaking, there was another sharp pain in her lower abdomen, and blood spurted out like a swirling shower.

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

Xie Yu had some feelings for Gu Zhaozhao, and he frowned and got angry when he saw this. However, before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Zhou Yimei with a cold voice: "Step forward, I will kill her."

She did not lie, and the long sword was placed on Gu Zhaozhao's neck. The swordsman killed people in a flash.

The two confronted each other and the scene was deadlocked.

"Speak."

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

She knew that the crazy woman would do this!

Gu Zhaozhao's eyes were bloodshot, and she shouted in a trembling voice: "It's me! Ah Yu, save me-ah!"

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

"Last chance."

Zhou Yimei's tone was still flat: "Who prepared the medicine for him back then?"

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

Xie Yu was shocked.

Zhou Yimei raised her chin slightly, as if she was discussing something trivial, and her tone was even a little lazy: "Continue."

Xie Yu, that useless man, is not trustworthy at all!

Gu Zhaozhao was so angry that his teeth itched. Under the threat, he 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 long sword on her neck moved closer, causing her pain.

Zhou Yimei: "Continue."

"Elopement... 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, and stared at the floor with his head down. Even so, he still felt a thick murderous aura covering him.

The murderous aura belonged to the demon clan.

Zhou Yimei ignored her tears and Xie Yu's shock, and said in a calm voice: "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 compensation, please don't kill me, okay?"

Zhou Yimei: "Oh."

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

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 curse at him.

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

Gu Zhaozhao collapsed to the ground.

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 dissipated, and in the silence that covered the sky and the earth, Xie Yu's face was ashen.

The clear-looking female cultivator in white dress in front of her was still talking to herself: "I gave her the medicine, I gave her the skills, and I asked for your help - didn't you ever doubt that she, a maid, could have such great ability?"

How could he not doubt that there were too many ambiguous words in Gu Zhaozhao's words.

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

——What on earth did he do?

The handsome young man trembled and took a step back, 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. As

a slave of low status, being beaten and scolded was commonplace, and no one was willing to give him a kind look.

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

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

He said timidly, "Miss Zhou."

Then Zhou Yimei turned her head with a smile and thanked him with a smile.

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 over and over again, if only he could wipe the dust off his face at that time.

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

He began to follow that light carefully.

Even if the young 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.

When he was surrounded by servants in the alley, it was also like he was 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.

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's chest ached.

He slaughtered 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 the last straw, Xie Yu took a deep breath.

That's right.

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

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

"Do you think I will forgive you?"

Glancing at the glimmer in the man's eyes, the female cultivator's sneer became more obvious: "Don't dream."

She did not hide her disgust when she spoke: "Some people think that other people in the world must be filthy just because their lives are like maggots. It's really 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 night. I would rather let you get seriously injured and sick, and never risked sending you the secret ancient book. If you died, it would be the best."

Every word was like a needle piercing his heart.

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 wanted to smell it for too long.

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

Day after day, every day was painful, but it also made her find the meaning of living in hatred.

Zhou Yimei wanted revenge.

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

But her cultivation and physical strength did not allow it. If she wanted to kill the two people today, she had to resort to other methods.

For example, let him regret and neglect to resist.

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

"This sword is for me."

The sword pierced the man's right arm with ice-like light.

"This sword is for my kinsmen who died in vain."

Another sword pierced his lower abdomen.

"This sword... is for the innocent people in the world who were killed by you."

The last sword sank deep into his chest.

Xie Yu did not speak or move.

He was 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 cowardice and broken affection. He was so choked up that it was difficult to distinguish the words: "Kill me... Killing me might make you feel better."

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

Zhou Yimei looked at him expressionlessly, and when she said this, there was suddenly a hint of smile in her tone: "'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 these words to Xie Yu intact, with a tone full of mockery, disdain and disgust, without mercy.

The man's tears were getting more and more, and Zhou Yimei paused slightly and frowned.

She said, "Stop crying, you bastard."

After the round mirror, everyone was silent.

Ning Ning could probably guess what the obsession that condensed into this Buddhist world was.

It was 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 with his old illness.

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

The net of heaven is vast and nothing can escape it. A serial killer surnamed Xie was finally caught by the law and confessed that he regretted it.

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

What a tear behind the iron window in prison.

Does Xie Yu hate Zhou Yimei?

Cutting off his bone marrow and imprisoning him in a tower, of course he hated her.

But did he love Zhou Yimei?

The eternal white moonlight of his youth, not to mention the woman he had so ruthlessly let down, the answer is self-evident.

He had no place to vent his love and hatred, and he endured day after day in the prison-like cage, suffering from regret, rage, hopelessness, and pain every day and night.

Zhou Yimei wanted him to live a life worse than death.

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

- He wanted to die.

If on this day, Zhou Yimei had killed him without hesitation when she drew her sword for revenge, he would not have to endure all the pain in the future.

It's so pitiful.

Ning Ning pretended to wipe away tears: "It's so miserable and pitiful, even a passing dog would laugh out loud if it saw it."

The indescribable part below Xie Yu's neck was already blood red, and it became so indescribable.

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

Zhou Yimei threw the script in his face.

Go to your sadomasochistic love.