In this world as beautiful as a paradise, I could vaguely see the three large characters in the Nine Nether Cave shining brightly under the peach blossoms.
A girl in a pink dress is resting under a peach tree in full bloom.
Her delicate, porcelain-like makeup made her look absolutely stunning.
At this moment, Demon Lord Jiuyue, dressed in black, stood under the tree, looking at him sleeping soundly, a sweet smile playing on her lips.
At this moment, Bai Zhi's personal maid, San Yue, came to report: "Demon Lord, my young lady's health is deteriorating, and she is in so much pain that she can't bear it anymore."
A hint of reluctance flashed in September's eyes as she looked at the deceased.
As she watched the sleeping Wang Sheng, a wisp of green smoke drifted around her with a wave of her hand.
He then fell into a deep sleep, unaware that September had taken a small vial of blood from her wrist.
However, Bai Zhi's body became weaker and weaker, and with each blood draw, Wang Sheng felt his body weaken even more.
Dressed in white and pale, she sat under the tree, looking at September's face, and said, "Lately, I always feel sleepy, like I can never get enough sleep."
As he spoke, he buried his head in September's arms and looked at his profile. September felt extremely guilty.
The candlelight flickered, and outside the window was pitch black; the surroundings were utterly silent. "Don't move, I want to drink."
Seeing the seven or eight empty wine bottles scattered on the table, the maidservant beside him couldn't persuade him otherwise. She had no choice but to let him be.
"Miss, please wait here while I fetch some hot water to wash your face."
No sooner had he left than Wang Sheng stood up, swaying and clutching the wine bottle.
As I walked, I lost track of where I was.
He leaned back and the door behind him opened.
His mind was in a daze, and he touched the soft bed and lay down.
Her little hands grabbed randomly and ended up grabbing a hot body next to her.
Suddenly, the person next to her rolled over and pinned her down, sealing her lips with a passionate kiss.
The man's large hands began to roam restlessly over her body.
A voice whispered in my ear, "Rebirth, rebirth!"
Are you September?
"I am September Night, do you like me?"
Wang Sheng nodded, and in the moonlight, one could see a hint of allure in her dreamy eyes.
"I really like you, September."
After saying that, September gave him a passionate kiss, and her clothes were pulled open layer by layer.
Their bodies felt as if they were on fire, radiating intense heat.
Under the moonlight, two bodies intertwined.
In March, she told Bai Zhi everything she had seen.
Bai Zhi immediately started coughing violently: "How could he do this? How could he treat me like this? I clearly like him so much."
March said, "Miss, don't be sad. I believe that Demon Lord September has definitely fallen in love with that demoness."
"How could that be? Your Highness was just whispering in my ear that you love me a second ago."
The scene shifts, and Bai Zhi kneels sadly beside Jiu Yue, asking, "How could you do this? How could you be with that woman? Didn't you say you liked me?"
September held her hand and gently wiped away her tears, saying with great tenderness, "Do you know? Hua Ling's spiritual energy is at its peak when she is pregnant. Only in this way can I cure your illness."
Hearing him say that, Bai Zhi felt very comforted. "Is that really true?" she thought, nodding and saying, "When have I ever lied to you?"
The scene shifts. Nine months have passed. The bodies of those who died from excessive blood loss are deteriorating.
She stroked her high, swollen belly and said sweetly, "My child, you must grow up quickly so you can see your father."
As they were talking, a large group of people walked in. They restrained his hands, and Wang Sheng, looking worried and fearful, asked, "What happened to Jiu Yue? What's wrong?"
September muttered something to herself, unable to move her hands and feet or exert any spiritual power. She looked at him and said, "I'm sorry." As soon as she finished speaking, a white porcelain bottle appeared above her head, and blood slowly gushed out of her body.
He then realized that all he wanted was his own spiritual power.
What he didn't know was that the flowery spiritual power was this blood.
His blood was drained. He was about to die.
Blood was slowly being drawn from his body when suddenly a sharp pain shot through his lower abdomen, and blood flowed from between his legs, staining his pants red.
He felt his child was about to leave him and cried out, "Please save my child!"
However, September did not stop. Instead, she increased her magical power and said, "Bai Zhi is still waiting to be saved. I never intended to have this child. He is just a magical tool that I use to save Bai Zhi."
Wang Sheng never expected him to say such a thing, and she couldn't hold back her tears any longer: "Please, please, please let me go, okay?"
As the blood was gradually drained, September watched indifferently as the child in her womb slowly died, without the slightest pity.
After the spiritual blood was completely removed, the deceased began to age at a visible rate.
He touched his belly, where the child showed no signs of life. In his agony, he rose and cursed, "September, I will tear you to pieces! I will make you pay for all the wounds I have suffered, and for the wounds my child has suffered, step by step."
Seeing this, I was so frightened that I threw the bronze mirror aside violently.
Even though she already knew the answer in her heart, she still couldn't help but retort, "The memories inside definitely aren't mine."
"You must have used some kind of sorcery to bewitch my mind."
Murong Kui's pitying yet disgusted look made me feel extremely uncomfortable.
That look in his eyes seemed to say, "Look at him, he's such a pathetic wretch."
Believe it or not.
After quickly settling things over, Ye Lisheng rushed over to me.
What came into view was an empty surrounding, a blood-stained dagger, and bloodstains all over the ground.
"Where are you?" he called out repeatedly, his voice trembling with tension and fear.
The blood on his body slowly spread out along the direction of the knife wound.
You could smell the pungent stench of blood even through the water.
I stared at Ye Lisheng on the shore with eyes full of resentment and pain, listening to him call out to me again and again.
His voice trembled more and more, and my heart inexplicably felt joy, as if I were experiencing the pleasure of revenge.
I thought to myself, if only I could keep hiding from him like this, so he could never find me, and he would regret it forever.
But whenever I think about what he did to me in his previous life as the Demon Lord in September.
My heart is a thousand times, ten thousand times more painful.
He used every lie to deceive the deceased so cruelly.
And the unborn child in her womb, how could he bring himself to do such a cruel thing?
I want to get revenge on him.
I want to uncover the mystery of my past life, and I want him to suffer as much as I have.
It is said that people who have memories suffer the most.
At this moment, I hope I will never remember it.
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