Zhou Haiping said affectionately and sadly: "I am very pleased to see that you have grown up so much and are still so capable."

He took two steps forward, as if to touch Fan Li.

Fan Li became alert instinctively, took a step back, and raised the knife in his hand again.

"Don't come over here!"

Zhou Haiping stood there in a daze, looking at her with a hurt expression.

"Can't I let my uncle hug you?"

Fan Li pursed his lips and said in a cold tone: "You are an evil cultivator. Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist."

Zhou Haiping's eyes were gloomy for a moment.

This damn girl is really hard to fool.

Zhou Haiping sighed and said with a heartache: "Uncle also has his own difficulties. In order to avenge you, I had to practice evil magic. Not only do you not understand, but you also want to use swords against me. Uncle feels very uncomfortable."

"If your mother knew about this, she would be sad too."

Fan Li stared at him and said coldly: "I have practiced Taoism. My name is Fan Li."

Fan Li is the name she gave herself.

Zhou Haiping didn't listen to her, and said to himself: "But since we have recognized each other, let's go back with uncle."

Fan Li asked, "Where are we going back to?"

Zhou Haiping said as a matter of course: "Of course I'm going back to my uncle's place."

Fan Li asked: "Aren't you here to kill me?"

Zhou Haiping laughed: "What are you talking about? I know who you are, and your uncle is already busy protecting you, so how could he want to kill you?"

Zhou Haiping clearly saw the vigilance in Fan Li's eyes, so he did not approach her again. Instead, he extended a hand very friendly.

"Come, go home with your uncle."

Fan Li looked at him without saying anything.

At this moment, a fluctuation of spiritual power appeared around Fan Li.

The space is slightly distorted.

I heard his voice before I saw him.

"Fan Li, don't believe him! You don't have an uncle!"

Fan Li's face changed slightly, and when she turned around, Mei Nianzhi's tall figure appeared beside her.

Zhou Haiping's smile froze on his face.

Mei Nianzhi stared at him with hatred: "Zhou Dehai, I finally found you!"

Um?

It turns out that this is Zhou Haiping’s real name.

Fan Li was a little confused.

Mei Nianzhi glanced at Fan Li and explained, "He was originally a eunuch. I don't know what kind of shit luck he had, but he was accepted as a disciple by the old national master. But he was not honest and liked to study evil arts. After being discovered by the old national master, he was severely punished."

"But not only did he not repent, he also killed his own master, deceived everyone with sweet words, and became the national teacher of the Moon Kingdom, and became very popular."

Having said this, Mei Nianzhi paused, and the temperature on his face dropped to freezing point.

"King Han trusted and valued him, but he secretly used the luck of the Moon Kingdom to cultivate, causing the Moon Kingdom to collapse and eventually fall!"

"As for the three moles on the soles of his feet, he used evil magic on the Crown Prince of Yue Country, so he has three moles. Fan Li, he has no blood relationship with you, he is your enemy who has a deep hatred for you!"

Mei Nianzhi's eyes were cold: "Eunuch Zhou, do you think I'm right?"

Zhou Dehai frowned: "I hate it most when people call me like that."

Zhou Dehai showed Fan Li what it meant to change one's mind as easily as turning the pages of a book.

He smiled happily: "But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is no other than him. I am honored that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is willing to call me that."

"Zhou Dehai, you deserve to die!"

Thinking of the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and the tragic deaths of his parents, Mei Nianzhi's eyes turned red.

Zhou Dehai looked at Fan Li, then at Mei Nianzhi, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that the King Han's children are still alive. It's really surprising. It seems that I should have devoured your luck. Your luck is much more useful than the national luck. Don't you think so, Your Highness?"

The evil cultivator called Mei Nianzhi "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince". So...Fan Li looked at him in surprise, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Mei Nianzhi noticed her gaze, pursed his lips slightly, and said: "I'm sorry, I lied to you before..."

Fan Li didn't waste any words and turned to look at Zhou Dehai, "If you have anything to say, wait until you kill this evil cultivator!"

Mei Nianzhi nodded, "You step back, let me do it."

Seeing his sickly look, Fan Li refused without hesitation: "No, you step back, I'll do it."

Zhou Dehai was not worried about dying at all. He said slowly, "Your Highness, you can't kill me. If you kill me, the curse on you will never be lifted for the rest of your life."

Mei Nianzhi clenched his fists.

Fan Li frowned and asked, "What kind of curse did he cast on you?"

Mei Nianzhi's eyes flashed, "Don't listen to his nonsense, kill him!"

Zhou Dehai even arrogantly sat cross-legged on the ground and kindly explained to Fan Li:

"I cast a soul-devouring curse on him. This curse will cause him to fall into the suffering of reincarnation. In other words, he will experience the pain of his country being destroyed and his family being ruined countless times. It's like a nightmare that he can never wake up from."

Fan Li looked at Mei Nianzhi in shock, and when he didn't refute, he knew it was true.

This evil cultivator in front of me is so vicious that he actually cast such a terrible forbidden spell on the master he once served! He deserves death!

"Don't worry about me, this man is guilty of heinous crimes and must die!" Mei Nianzhi was filled with murderous intent and immediately mobilized his spiritual power.

Unexpectedly, Fan Li was faster than him.

She took a quick step forward and stabbed Zhou Dehai's thigh with a knife. Her movements were so fast that they didn't have time to react.

"Remove the curse from him, or I will make you live a life worse than death!"

Zhou Dehai didn't expect Fan Li to be so cruel. He stared at her in pain and said with a fierce smile: "I can't solve it! Kill me if you dare!"

Zhou Dehai opened his arms and waited for death.

He was just certain that they didn't dare to kill him.

As a result, the next second, Mei Nianzhi broke his neck.

Zhou Dehai fell to the ground and died with his eyes wide open and his mouth still open.

Fan Li's face changed: "If you kill him, what will happen to the curse on you?"

Mei Nianzhi saw a black aura coming out from Zhou Dehai and disappear in an instant.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Before he could answer Fan Li's question, he raised his hand and used his spiritual power to pinch the black energy that was trying to escape.

The true form of the black gas was Zhou Dehai's Nascent Soul. Its facial features looked very similar to Zhou Dehai's, but it was wrinkled and curled up into a ball, extremely ugly.

The Nascent Soul of a normal person is pure, round and soft in color, but Zhou Dehai's Nascent Soul is blood red, with black filaments and spiral lines on the surface, emitting a foul odor that is disgusting.

The Nascent Soul let out a sharp cry, which was like a scream and was very harsh.

Mei Nianzhi's eyes were filled with hatred, and he completely crushed Zhou Dehai's Nascent Soul.

The screams stopped abruptly. Zhou Dehai was completely dead now.

Fan Li also saw through Mei Nianzhi's cultivation.

Middle stage of Nascent Soul.

So awesome!

"Okay, it's all over." Mei Nianzhi lowered his blood-stained hands. Although his great revenge was achieved, he did not look very happy.

Fan Li's face was full of worry: "Brother."

When Mei Nianzhi turned to look at her, the fatigue and hatred on his face had disappeared, leaving only a gentle smile.

He hugged Fan Li tightly, put his clean hand on the back of her head, and said softly:

"Don't worry, there is a solution to the Soul Devouring Curse. As long as you can ascend, it will be automatically lifted."

"You really didn't lie to me this time?"

Fan Li's expression was serious, and a little unhappy.

Mei Nianzhi said gently: "You are my blood relative. If you ascend and leave this world, there will be no you in the reincarnation, and the Soul Devouring Curse will naturally not work."

Hearing this, Fan Li said solemnly: "Okay, I will definitely ascend to heaven and remove the curse from you."

Mei Nianzhi changed the subject: "But, I don't have much time left."

Fan Li was slightly stunned: "What do you mean?"

Mei Nianzhi smiled bitterly: "The Soul Devouring Curse will devour my lifespan. I should have died four years ago. However, I am very lucky. With the Phoenix Grass you gave me, my lifespan has increased by another thirteen years."

Fan Li understood: "You mean I have to ascend while you are still alive, so that the Soul Devouring Curse can be lifted, right?"

Mei Nianzhi nodded: "That's right. So you still have nine years."

Less than nine years, to be exact.

Fan Li: “…” Otherwise she could just go to heaven.

She had just cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, and was still three small realms and one large realm away from ascending.

Even Qinglan Zhenren, who is the most powerful person today, practiced for hundreds of years before reaching the peak of the spirit transformation.

And for her, wanting to advance from the early Nascent Soul stage to the peak of the Spiritual Transformation stage and then ascend to the next level in just a few years is not as difficult as climbing to heaven, but a foolish dream.

Mei Nianzhi knew that this was something that was simply impossible to do, so he was just talking about it and didn't force it.

He looked at Fan Li's solemn expression, smiled, touched her head, and comforted her: "It's okay, I'm already very satisfied to find you."

Mei Nianzhi was speaking from the heart. There were only two things he had done all along: one was to find the whereabouts of his sister, and the other was to kill Zhou Dehai.

After completing these two tasks, he no longer cared whether the Soul-Eating Curse could be lifted or not.

Fan Li suddenly grabbed the hand that was causing trouble above his head, his eyes brightened surprisingly, "I know what to do."

Mei Nianzhi: "Hmm?"

Fan Li smiled brightly, full of confidence: "Wait for my good news, I will definitely break that damn soul-devouring curse."