Su Lenghe teleported to Qingfeng's location once again.
Seeing Su Lenghe's icy gaze, Qingfeng said happily, "What, did you find out someone died because of you?"
"How does it feel? Is it comfortable?"
"Hahaha—" Qingfeng laughed maniacally.
Su Lenghe's voice was deep and resonant, her eyes as black as ink: "You shouldn't have harmed innocent people!"
Qingfeng screamed wildly, "I am the chosen one of heaven! Why should all the good things be given to you? Why do they all like you!"
He burst into laughter, oblivious to the filth around him.
Su Lenghe looked at Qingfeng with her cold eyes, a hint of pity flashing in them, and remained silent.
Qingfeng felt an unprecedented sense of relief after personally piercing Su Lenghe's mask.
Su Lenghe's voice was cold: "What exactly is your relationship with Su Xueying?"
Upon hearing this, Qingfeng was visibly stunned for a moment, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes, which he quickly concealed.
His words were somewhat unnatural, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor: "He's just someone who was tricked into going to the pleasure boats on the Qinhuai River."
A glint of insight flashed in Su Lenghe's eyes as she looked at Qingfeng with hawk-like eyes: "Su Xueying, isn't she actually a fragment of your spirit?"
When Qingfeng traveled to another world, his soul was shaken, and a wisp of his consciousness was shaken out of his body.
He searched for a long time but couldn't find his spiritual consciousness back.
Later, Qingfeng investigated Su Lenghe and learned about Su Xueying's identity.
The moment he saw Su Xueying, he knew the whole truth.
The thought that his own consciousness was that of a beggar despised by everyone was just a thought.
Qingfeng felt extremely ashamed, which is why he didn't dare to reveal the truth.
Ignoring Qingfeng's silence, Su Lenghe continued, "Haven't you always wanted fairness?"
"Today, I will give you fairness."
Su Lenghe infused a stream of spiritual energy into Qingfeng's body.
A white light flashed in Qingfeng's eyes. He saw his past in the cultivation world, those forgotten fragments, appearing before his eyes one by one.
Zhai Heng previously had another name, Qingfeng.
Qingfeng's mother was a prostitute, and his father was a lowly soldier of the demon race.
His mother fell in love with his father, but demons are never heartless.
They don't care about feelings; they only rely on strength.
Human-demon hybrids are the lowest stratum of the demon race.
Humans also despise this person who has demon blood on his hands.
His mother died giving birth to him.
Those people thought he was unlucky and abandoned him carelessly by the river.
The snow was falling heavily, and in no time, Qingfeng was buried in the snow.
Qingfeng's master, Elder Qingyang, happened to pass by and took him in.
From then on, he spent a carefree childhood in the Xuanmen sect.
Everyone in the Xuanmen sect liked him very much.
However, in the year Su Lenghe was born.
An emergency meeting was held in the cultivation world.
A sect leader skilled in divination performed a prediction, stating that Qingfeng would destroy the world.
The Xuanmen sect doesn't believe anything they hear, but other sects don't think so.
They all clamored for Xuanmen to hand over Qingfeng.
To save Qingfeng's life, the people of the Xuanmen sect created an illusion.
To make everyone believe that Qingfeng is dead.
They even altered the memories of all the disciples of their sect, so that everyone only remembered that Qingfeng was dead.
All I know is that there was a Zhai Heng in the sect who used to be quite talented, but later became just another ordinary person.
The topic of discussion among people is Su Lenghe.
Qingyang often said things he disliked about Zhai Heng.
Everyone knows how much Qingyang used to love Qingfeng; he treated her like his own child.
Therefore, no one associated Qingfeng with Zhai Heng.
All of this was done to save Zhai Heng's life.
Long-forgotten memories surfaced, and Zhai Heng suddenly recalled many details he had overlooked.
He broke a vase and was punished by Qingyang by not being allowed to eat dinner. However, he was only hungry for a short while before Qingyang complained that the food was not good.
Mingming Qingyang had already abstained from grains and didn't need to eat those things at all.
Qingyang said he wouldn't teach him anything, but he would often punish him by making him clean the library and copy books.
...
Countless small details strung together reveal his master's love for him.
But this was such a good person, and he actually killed him with his own hands.
Zhai Heng then realized what he had done.
He is a sinner.
He actually fell into demonic possession.
They want to destroy the world.
Heartache, frustration, regret, sadness, longing...
Too many emotions were mixed together, almost overwhelming him.
Pain and regret tore him apart.
Each breath felt like a blunt knife piercing his chest.
"Just kill me."
Zhai Heng's voice was pleading.
"Please kill me."
Even if he dies, he can never repay what he did to his master.
Su Lenghe's lips curled into a mocking sneer: "How interesting, you killed the master who was the best to you."
"A wisp of your spirit killed your mother, who was wholeheartedly concerned for you."
"Stop talking, please, kill me!" Zhai Heng shed tears of remorse.
"Do you think killing you will erase everything I've done in the past?" Su Lenghe looked at Zhai Heng with icy eyes.
"From now on, you will live in regret day and night, repenting for what you have done in the past."
Death is an easy thing.
Living in regret is incredibly painful.
What Su Lenghe wanted to do was to make Zhai Heng live in endless regret.
It tormented his heart time and time again with a dull knife.
Of course, he will eventually die.
He was tormented to death by regret.
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