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

Hearing this, the bald chicken sighed and said, "The ancestors of the Red Kite Clan engraved their blood experience into their instincts and warned their descendants not to reincarnate with memories of their past lives. This is all for a reason."

After the memories of Muqing and Musheng intersect, is the newborn baby named Muxi Muqing, Musheng, or Muxi?

As a woman in her twilight years, she has her own life experiences, which have shaped her worldly views, style and insights on how to deal with people.

After being reincarnated as Mu Sheng, he completed the spirit of friendship, experienced a new life, and formed new outlooks. Due to gender differences and different perspectives, his style of dealing with people is completely different.

Muqing thinks he is Muqing, and Musheng thinks he is Musheng.

More importantly, at the end of his life, Mu Sheng used the entanglements in his past life to get close to Mo Zhizhu and deceive her love.

Muxi, who possesses Muqing's memories, is going crazy.

She threw away her memories because she didn't want to have anything to do with Mo Zhizhu anymore.

But who would have thought that his reincarnation would be of such a character?

Mu Sheng was also amused by Mu Qing, how could he be so stupid, and clearly had no friendship, yet he was so open-hearted to a human that he even blew himself up to save him, causing him to be weak since childhood and eventually die of a congenital disease.

Although they knew that they were born from the same soul, the difference in their cognition made them want to tear each other apart.

The conflict between memory and cognition caused Muxi to almost die from the feeling of soul being torn apart on the day of his rebirth.

The high priest who was guiding the newborn members of the tribe at the Mother Lake noticed something was wrong and temporarily sealed her memory, barely saving her life.

But these memories are related to Muxi's soul. Sealing the memories is equivalent to sealing part of the soul.

Muxi has been muddle-headed since childhood.

In the words of the human race, she is a mentally retarded child who has lost her soul.

The high priest brought her up, helped her establish her own identity as "Muxi", and only lifted her seal after she had developed a certain level of resistance.

Muxi couldn't remember how much torture she had endured before she could bear the impact and contradictions of the memories of her previous two lives.

"I don't want to be swallowed by the memories of those two lives. I always tell myself that I am Muxi, not Muqing, nor Musheng, but..."

Mu Xi smiled bitterly: "I know in my heart that they are all me."

"I have complicated feelings towards you, Master."

Mu Xi looked at Ji Qing Zhou, pursed her lips, and said bitterly: "Because Mu Qing's feelings are too strong, I regard her as an old friend, and I can't forget her. I long to meet her, know her, and accompany her, but I am extremely restrained and feel extremely guilty. I dare not face her."

"But at the same time, I have Mu Sheng's memories and feelings."

Mu Xi paused for a moment and sighed, "My true heart was given to me by Zhi Zhu. When Mu Sheng forgot Zhi Zhu, my true heart changed."

"Because Mu Sheng's unwillingness is too strong, I always have a provocative mentality towards your master."

Mu Xi closed her eyes and wanted to throw away the red flower in her hand, but she couldn't do it. "This is also the reason why I traveled thousands of miles to personally deliver the flowers to Wuliang Sect."

After hearing this, Ji Qingzhou finally understood the logic and emotions behind Mu Xi's seemingly contradictory words and actions.

Thinking of Muxi's expression when she emphasized "I am Muxi", Ji Qingzhou's eyes were no longer cold.

She no longer regarded Muxi as someone else and blamed her for the mistakes of her previous life.

Ji Qingzhou then said, "Have you ever considered ending this life and starting over?"

This way, at least you won't be tortured.

"you're right."

Mu Xi changed the subject: "But I don't want to."

"Whenever I think about ending my life, Mu Sheng's unwillingness to give up to me torments me and drives me to look for Zhi Zhu."

"At this point, Mu Qing's guilt will surge in like a tide and swallow me up."

Mu Xi smiled sarcastically: "I can't do anything. I just want to survive."

Looking at Muxi's almost crazy expression, Ji Qingzhou finally understood why the Demon King told her not to worry when talking about Muxi.

Because Muxi really couldn't do anything.

Just fighting against the influence of the memories and personality of her previous two lives has already used up all her energy as "Muxi".

Muxi has lived to this day, not for anyone, but just for herself.

Every time she managed to survive a day, it meant that she, as Muxi, had won over herself in her previous two lives.

Silently telling my past life and my previous life before that: I will not do as you wish.

"Do you want me to throw it away for you?"

Ji Qingzhou suddenly stretched out his hand towards Muxi.

Muxi was startled and looked at the red flower in her hand.

Throw away... this?

Ji Qingzhou's voice rang out beside her ear: "As Mu Shengshi, you clearly heard my master say that the person who truly likes red flowers is Mu Qing."

But Muxi insisted on picking red flowers and giving them to Taoist Bai Wei.

Did Mu Qing continue her habit from then, or did Mu Sheng deliberately choose red flowers to provoke Taoist Bai Wei?

Ji Qingzhou didn’t know.

She only knew that her master really didn't like red flowers that much.

Muxi's hand holding the flower trembled slightly, and she did not immediately answer Ji Qingzhou's words.

Ji Qingzhou stepped forward and snatched the flower from her hand.

Without waiting for Muxi to react, Ji Qingzhou's fingertips used lightning-like power to crush the flowers into powder.

Looking at the bright red powder staining Ji Qingzhou's fingertips, Mu Xi was stunned and suddenly felt a little sad.

The gift she tried so hard to pick for Mo Zhizhu turned out to be like this...

"Muxi wouldn't prepare something like this for someone she has no connection with, right?"

Ji Qingzhou's voice fell into her ears.

Mu Xi was stunned for a moment, and when she looked up, she met Ji Qingzhou's calm eyes.

Ji Qingzhou asked: "Muxi, are you such a good person?"

Muxi was silent for a long time, and somehow, she suddenly laughed.

That smile was like the light breaking through the sky, dispersing the dark clouds and driving away the haze.

Mu Xi replied softly, "Of course not."

She said seriously, "Like most of my tribe, I am selfish by nature."

Muxi was influenced by Muqing and Musheng, so it is difficult for people who knew her in the past to simply regard her as Muxi.

The woman in front of him, however, was listening to her story. Knowing that she had the memory of two lives, he only saw her in his eyes——

Evening light.

It has been a long time since anyone looked at her like this.

Muxi's nose felt sore and she felt somewhat grateful to the child in front of her.

"After I finish paying tribute to Feng Qingqiu, the battle for the fate of the three realms will almost begin."

Ji Qingzhou looked at her quietly, and suddenly asked: "What are your plans after we separate?"

Mu Xi smiled bitterly: "What else can I do? I have lived for more than 300 years. Now my life is always in danger. I can only return to my tribe and be protected by the tribe members. I will live one day at a time."

"Is this the extent of your resistance?"

Ji Qingzhou's words were a bit abrupt.

Muxi didn't react for a moment.

Ji Qingzhou pointed out: "Don't you think your counterattack is too weak? You were almost harmed by the memories of two lives at first because you were just born and too weak. Now you have lived for more than 300 years. How can you be stronger than them and have more experience?"

"With such powerful strength, do you still think that you can't escape your past life as Mu Xi?"

Every question Ji Qingzhou asked struck Muxi's heart.

Ask your heart for every word.

"Their stories have already ended, and have stagnated for over three hundred years. But you are no longer the weak you you were back then. You have lived through a long three hundred years. Even if their lives were added together, they still cannot live as long as you."

Ji Qingzhou met Muxi's slightly bright eyes and asked the original question again: "Do you think that your resistance can only go this far?"

"……Do not."

There was light in Muxi's eyes, no longer as numb as before. Her voice was hoarse, as if she was resisting something.

The inner voice broke through the layers of restraints and finally blurted out: "I can do more."

Her eyes were red, and her tone was more determined than before: "I have a lot of things I want to do."