The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Brilliant light exploded in the dark demonic energy, breaking through the thick dark clouds in the sky with a force that soared into the sky.

The cage that trapped Liu Furuo and the evil hand that strangled Liu Xihe were all turned into powder in the explosion, but the two of them were wrapped in a layer of khaki light and were safe.

However, Liu Xihe fell down powerlessly.

Liu Furuo rushed over and caught her.

"Senior sister!"

Before Liu Furuo could say anything to Liu Xihe, he heard Pei Luofeng's angry question from the center of the explosion, "Why?!"

Liu Furuo's heart tightened. She turned her head and saw Ji Qingzhou standing on the beach not far behind her.

"Friend Ji, take my mother and leave first!"

Liu Furuo gritted his teeth: "I'll cut it off..."

However, before she could finish, her eyes blurred.

Ji Qingzhou, who was several feet away, passed by her and patted her shoulder.

Ji Qingzhou's voice sounded from above: "You still have other things to do, leave Pei Luofeng to me."

Liu Furuo was stunned: "What else..."

"For example, your knot in your heart, and for example——"

Ji Qingzhou's eyes swept across Liu Furuo's arms: "Your mother is about to be possessed by a demon."

Liu Furuo's pupils shrank. She looked down and saw that Liu Xihe was vomiting blood continuously, and his spiritual energy was disordered. These were the signs of becoming possessed.

"Mom! You, you..."

Liu Furuo was panicked. It was impossible... this was impossible!

Her mother is Liu Xihe!

Taoist Dongjun, as hot and proud as the scorching sun!

how come……

Seeing Liu Furuo fall into a daze, Ji Qingzhou said no more and turned into a ray of light and leaped into the sky.

In the gorgeous explosion halo, various spiritual powers formed a storm that disturbed the world.

If a cultivator with low strength stood on the edge of this spiritual power storm, he would be strangled immediately and turned into a pile of blood foam.

In the center of the storm, a dark spot suddenly appeared, opening like a black hole, swallowing up all the light, and then shrinking in an instant.

Pei Luofeng's blood-soaked figure appeared in the inky darkness, his eyes full of shock and anger, and even more...

pain.

"Senior Sister, you actually...want to kill me?"

He couldn't believe that the person he had been thinking about for eight whole years, the one he was obsessed with, used a deadly move on him as soon as they met!

In the explosion of countless high-level attack talismans, even though he was protected by magical beasts and various magic weapons, he was caught off guard and seriously injured.

The sweet and fishy blood was pressing against his throat. If he hadn't tried his best to endure it, he would have vomited blood in the next moment.

"What are you surprised about?"

Ji Qingzhou was puzzled: "When you first appeared, didn't you ask me why I instigated Fu Ruo to kill you?"

Why are you asking when you already know the answer?

The thought process of the male protagonist in the sad novel is really confusing.

Pei Luofeng pursed his lips: "Are you angry?"

Ji Qingzhou: “?”

She had a bad feeling.

"You're mad at me for treating Fu Ruo as your substitute and being with her, right?"

Pei Luofeng's eyes turned red, "Senior Sister, I thought you were dead!"

Ji Qingzhou: “…”

Pei Luofeng continued: "After learning of your death, I vowed to destroy the Wuliang Sect and kill all those involved in the incident to avenge you. When I have done this, I will go to the Boneless Mountain to look for your body--"

"But there's nothing there."

Pei Luofeng said in a hoarse voice: "I came back from the Chigu Mountain and met Fu Ruo. Her eyebrows and eyes have one third of your style. I just thought it was fate."

"God took you away from me and sent me Liu Furuo who looks just like you."

Pei Luofeng was moved, tears flashing in his eyes: "I treat her as you, protect her, take care of her... to make up for the disaster that I caused when I failed to protect you..."

"Okay, stop it."

Ji Qingzhou showed an indescribable expression and interrupted Pei Luofeng's words.

She listened to Yuhuo's retching in the chat group and sighed, "I really shouldn't have given you the chance to speak."

Dogs bark.

What’s so good about the words of the male protagonist in a sadistic novel?

Trash words that you think are affectionate are useless except for causing vomiting.

However, Pei Luofeng misunderstood what he said. He stared at Ji Qingzhou blankly: "Do you understand my intention? So..."

Are you starting to regret hitting me just now?

Even if Pei Luofeng didn't finish the second half of his words, Ji Qingzhou could probably guess from his expression that it must be a line that gave him goosebumps.

"……never mind."

Ji Qingzhou summoned the Farewell Sword, "I wanted to have a few words with you to buy some time to help the weak, but now I have changed my mind——"

"It would be easier to cripple you."

Before Pei Luofeng could react, a flash of sword light suddenly appeared in front of him, as if it was going to blind his eyes.

"boom!"

In the sky, the sound of fierce fighting rumbled like thunder.

The beach seemed particularly quiet, with only the sound of Liu Xihe vomiting blood.

Liu Furuo wiped the blood from the corner of Liu Xihe's mouth with trembling hands.

She held Liu Xihe's hand and separated a strand of spiritual power to probe into Liu Xihe's body, only to find that Liu Xihe's body was full of old injuries, all of which were caused by internal injuries.

Liu Furuo understood instantly: "Isn't this the first time you've gone astray?"

Liu Xihe didn't say anything.

"why?"

Liu Furuo's voice was not intense.

But just by asking this question, her vision was blurred by tears, "When did it start?"

"Speak...speak!"

Seeing that Liu Xihe remained silent, Liu Furuo suddenly grabbed a sharp-edged spiritual stone and pressed it against his neck. "If you don't answer me, I will die the moment you become possessed!"

Liu Xihe's pupils shrank, and his voice was hoarse: "...Enough."

She took a deep breath and said, "You have to live well, Fu Ru."

"You are almost going crazy, how do you expect me to live a good life?!"

Liu Furuo growled, "Answer me! When did it start?!"

She met Liu Xihe's deep eyes, her pupils shrank, and she almost immediately understood the answer: "Since you resigned from the position of Sect Master...right?!"

Liu Furuo raised her voice: "Ever since you stopped being the leader of Qianji Sect to take care of me, you have developed a demon in your heart, right?!"

Liu Xihe wanted to deny: "It's not like that..."

"Stop lying to me! How long do you want to keep lying to me?!"

Liu Furuo stared at her, "No wonder you don't want to join forces with me to kill Pei Luofeng. You've been possessed more than once in the past three years. The internal injuries of your spirit body are so severe that they can't be healed at all. You've long lost the ability to fight. Just now, you couldn't even take Pei Luofeng's attack--"

"Mom, why did you become like this?"

Liu Furuo couldn't stop crying.

But before Liu Xihe could answer, Liu Furuo applied a little force with the spirit stone against her neck, and as if as a punishment, it cut her flesh and caused blood to flow out.

"Do not."

Liu Furuo stared at her blankly, tears welling up in her eyes, "Why should I seek answers from you? In fact, you and I both know the answer to the question, which is why we are drifting further and further apart—"

"Since you resigned from the position of the leader of Qianji Sect, gave up everything you loved, and focused all your attention on me, I should have expected that you, me, and us—"

“Everything changed at that moment.”