Host, she just wants to be a villain

Huaiyu struggled to open his mouth and asked: "You want to kill everyone in the world, why don't you kill me? You take away my memory and make me obey your orders. Isn't that fun?"

When he thought about how he was always around Zhu Dan after losing his memory, anger welled up in his heart, but more of it was sadness. He hated Zhu Dan, but he hated himself even more for being powerless and being pushed forward by fate.

He didn't know why they had come to this point. Maybe the encounter was wrong from the very beginning.

When his master took his senior sister and him to travel down the mountain and met Zhu Dan, he should not have felt pity and begged his master to take Zhu Dan back to Taiqing Palace. In this case, nothing that happened later would have happened, and so many people would not have died in the Battle of Zhoumufeng.

Zhu Dan's eyes darkened, and she pinched Huaiyu's chin: "Who made you so popular with me? I really can't do it."

Then it was, and it is now.

She had never put into practice those Lingchi ideas that existed in her memory.

Huaiyu's pupils dilated for a moment. Did he mean what he meant? This thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly suppressed it. Now was not the time to think about this at all.

Seeing Zhu Dan walking away, Huaiyu got out of bed in a hurry and wanted to chase after him. However, due to muscle weakness, he couldn't stand firm and fell to the ground. Just when he was about to fall to the ground, Zhu Dan, who had already walked away, Blink appeared in front of him and supported him.

"Is something wrong?"

"..."

Huaiyu opened his mouth. This was just a subconscious action on his part. He had no idea what to ask.

"I...are all the people in Taiqing Palace dead?"

His memory only stayed before he fainted, and Huaiyu didn't know what happened after that.

"Metta is alive."

"Then you, can you let her go? Cixin was not involved in what happened back then." Huaiyu stared at her expression closely, fearing that he would miss something.

Zhu Dan didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed: "If you listen to me obediently, I will think about it."

"Okay, I promise you whatever you want."

Hearing this, Zhu Dan came closer. Huaiyu felt the warm breath and took a step back involuntarily.

Zhu Dan's face suddenly turned cold: "You don't want to?"

Feeling the coldness spreading, Huaiyu's fingertips turned white, he squeezed his sleeves tightly: "...I am willing."

"Then I will come over tonight."

There was no light in the dim room, and Huaiyu stood motionless. For a long time, he comforted himself that he just wanted to let Junior Sister Cixin live.

He covered his heart, and the tingling pain started again.

On the other side, between the ice and snow, Ci Xin was kneeling by the Mirror Lake, his body upright, almost turning into an ice sculpture.

She consulted all the classics and finally found a way to save the world. It is said that there is a god coming to the world in Jinghu Lake, and as long as you pray sincerely, the spirit will appear.

The world is in trouble now, and God will not stand idly by.

The wind blew by her ears, but Ci Xin no longer felt any coldness. Instead, she felt that there was a blazing fire burning in her body. Just when she was about to lose control, Ci Xin noticed that the ice had already frozen. Mirror Lake seems to be slowly melting.

In a blink of an eye, spring returns to the earth, and the grass grows and orioles fly. People who have never seen this scene can't help but feel a little dazed.

A ray of light flashed from the horizon, the snow-white clouds were rolling, and Youdao's figure stood on the blue waves.

The flying belt was floating in the air with no end in sight, and the long black hair was spread behind her, falling to her ankles. Her eyes were soft, the corners of her mouth curved beautifully, and every move she made was perfect.

Ci Xin clearly saw the person coming, but her voice seemed to come from all directions when she spoke.

"Who is coming? What's the reason?"