I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

At nightfall, Zou Mubai, dressed in black, stood on a big tree not far from the side yard, his eyes fixed on the yard.

Standing on the tree trunk below him were Fei Xiuwen, He Ronger and others, also dressed in black.

After listening to Zou Mubai's words and leaving during the day, they planned to come back at night when the guards here were relaxed.

But what I didn't expect was that when I came back, I found that all the disciples guarding the side courtyard had been transferred away.

Several people waited on the tree for a while, until they were sure that there was no one else within a five-mile radius. Zou Mubai whispered, "I'll go in first. Wait for me for a quarter of an hour. If there's no problem, I'll send you a signal."

After saying this, the person disappeared on the spot like a gust of wind.

Xu Chong was a lively person, and he felt a little indignant when he saw this: "Why did he go alone for such an exciting event?"

"Okay, just stay here honestly. What happens tonight is very important to us, and you can't hold us back!" Fei Xiuwen said as a warning.

Xu Chong was not convinced, but he also knew the importance of the matter, so he held back and said nothing.

He Ronger stood quietly on the top of a leafy tree, the moonlight filtering through the sparse gaps between the leaves, sprinkling across her slightly furrowed brows.

Her gaze seemed to penetrate the mist of time and was deeply fixed on the courtyard below that was gently embraced by the night.

The hustle and bustle of the day has gone away with the setting sun. At this moment, the yard, under the hazy moonlight, shows a different kind of tranquility and familiarity.

She couldn't help but recall certain fragments of the past, those fragments of memory that seemed closely connected to this place, swaying gently in her heart.

In the yard, traces of time are clearly visible; the dilapidated walls and broken tiles scattered on the ground quietly tell stories of the past.

In this desolation, He Ronger seemed to be able to outline the former prosperity and vitality of this courtyard in her mind with the vague outline of her memory.

Especially when she set her eyes on that inconspicuous corner, an inexplicable sense of intimacy arose spontaneously, as if a gorgeous sea of ​​peonies had once bloomed there.

She bit her lower lip gently, and the wrinkles between her brows hid a hint of imperceptible expectation and doubt. Then she stretched out her slender jade fingers, and pointed with trembling fingertips at the corner shrouded in the night.

There was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice: "Uncle Fei, look, over there... wasn't there a field of peonies planted there? I remember those flowers blooming especially vigorously in the spring, as if they could dye the entire yard pink."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere around them seemed to freeze instantly.

Upon hearing this, Xu Chong almost instinctively turned his head and tried to identify the area under the faint moonlight.

However, the night was as dark as ink, and everything was shrouded in a thin layer of silver gauze, leaving only a vague outline, making it difficult to see the truth.

Fei Xiuwen was completely stunned at this moment.

His eyes moved back and forth between He Ronger and the corner of the wall, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

He Ronger's question touched a soft corner deep in his heart and brought back some memories.

"Rong'er..." He spoke with difficulty, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice.

His heart was beating so hard it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest.

His heart was like a raging sea, with excitement and complex emotions intertwined together, making it almost impossible for him to control himself.

But he knew very well that every slight fluctuation at this moment might arouse the suspicion of He Ronger and Xu Chong.

So he suppressed the waves in his heart and tried to force a smile, which was filled with a bit of bitterness and helplessness.

"This side yard has indeed been abandoned for many years. When we first arrived, we saw weeds everywhere, and we didn't see the sea of ​​peony flowers you mentioned."

Although he tried to keep his voice calm, he could not hide the slight tremor in it.

However, in Fei Xiuwen's heart, He Ronger's words were like thunder, awakening deep-seated memories.

He clearly remembered that under that corner of the wall, there was once a gorgeous field of peonies, each flower was delicate and beautiful, like the blush on a girl's cheek.

He was also forced to work with Ying Qi, the naughty boy, to water this sea of ​​flowers with sweat and laughter. Although those days were hard, they were also one of the most precious memories in his heart.

When He Ronger heard Fei Xiuwen's answer, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

She nodded gently, her gaze still lingering on the place that in her memory should be full of peonies. There was both confusion and indescribable nostalgia in her eyes.

That nostalgia seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space and touched a forgotten corner deep in her heart.

Seeing this, Fei Xiuwen's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

He knew very well that He Ronger had no memory of her previous life, but deep in her soul, she seemed to still retain a deep attachment to this yard and these peonies.

This made him feel both relieved and extremely heartbroken.

He began to secretly wonder, if He Ronger could remember this courtyard and the peonies here, then did she also retain memories of her fellow disciples?

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Fei Xiuwen secretly raised his sleeves and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He didn't dare to let anyone see his weakness, and he didn't want this emotion to affect He Rong'er and Xu Chong. He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that one day He Rong'er would be able to recover all his memories, fight side by side with them again, and talk about the past.

Just as the three of them were daydreaming, a red light lit up in a corner of the yard below. The red light flashed and disappeared, and it was the secret signal Zou Mubai gave them.

Without saying a word, they jumped off the tree and headed towards the side yard.

They didn't go in through the main gate, but climbed over the wall directly.

As soon as they stood firm, they heard Zou Mubai sending them a telepathic message: "Don't make any sound. I just found a dark room here, and there seems to be some movement inside."

Everyone's eyes lit up at the same time, and they followed Zou Mubai towards the dark room he mentioned.

Several people restrained their breathing, put their heads against a wall, and listened attentively to the movements inside.

Zou Mubai was worried that the people inside had high levels of cultivation, so he reinforced a barrier around them.

Soon, the sound of chains rubbing against the ground was heard from inside, followed by the roars and wails of ferocious beasts.

Zou Mubai's eyes dimmed.

He remembered this voice. It was the monster that had fought against them during the day!

But how was it caught so quickly?

At this moment, a crazy and evil laugh came from inside: "Haha, run away! I've said it before, you can't escape from my palm! It's been a thousand years, what can you do even if you escape? Those people you care about are gone, I am the final winner! Hahaha..."