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

Before Zou Mubai finally found this secret place, He Ronger's heart was already filled with an ocean of sorrow, and her tears were like an endless river, eventually drowning her in the abyss of despair.

She staggered into a deep cave, which became her temporary refuge.

Under the double attack of fatigue and grief, she fell into a deep sleep in the darkness and silence without realizing it.

The curtain of the dream slowly opened, and she seemed to have passed through the cracks in time and space and returned to that unforgettable past life.

It was a day she would never forget. She was mercilessly thrown into a hot lava cave by her elder brother, who had no cultivation. Looking at the magma that was rolling with heat waves and swallowing everything, her heart was hotter and more desperate than the lava.

At that moment, the warmth of family affection vanished, leaving only endless coldness and betrayal. She swore that she would never have any hope for the warmth of human nature again in her life.

The dream changed and the scene suddenly changed. She returned to the familiar yet unfamiliar room. The landscape painting hanging on the wall was still quiet and profound, as if it could devour people's minds.

The scenery in the picture was wonderfully intertwined with the dream, causing her to involuntarily recall the brief and complicated friendship with the woman in yellow.

In the dream, they had laughed and talked side by side, sharing happy times. She cherished the innocence and trust. However, the good times did not last long. The scene changed, and the smile of the woman in yellow suddenly froze, replaced by a touch of determination and coldness.

She approached silently, and with a flash of cold light in her hand, a sharp dagger suddenly stabbed into He Ronger's chest.

At that moment, the pain came like a tide, not only physically but also mentally.

The blood dyed her clothes and her eyes red, and she felt unprecedented coldness and loneliness.

It turns out that even the closest friendship can collapse in an instant, turning into a sharp blade that pierces the heart.

This pain made her deeply doubt the kindness and sincerity in human nature. Her heart seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of frost that could no longer be easily melted.

……

The painful experience in her sleep was like a sharp blade, cutting deep scars on He Ronger's heart, making her struggle and cry in her dreams, until the pain penetrated the barrier of dreams and made her burst into tears involuntarily in reality.

Tears fell like pearls from a broken string, one after another, blurring her vision. Her cheeks were soaked with tears, and her makeup was mottled, reflecting her helplessness and confusion at the moment.

"If neither family nor friendship can be trusted, what else can I trust?" she murmured to herself, her voice full of despair and confusion.

This is not only an accusation against the past, but also a deep confusion about the direction of the future.

In her previous worldview, family affection was a warm harbor and friendship was the comfort of the soul, but now these two pillars have collapsed at the same time, making her feel as if she is in a barren desert and unable to find the direction to move forward.

"Yes, if none of them can be trusted, then don't believe them." She clenched her teeth, as if she had made a major decision deep in her heart.

Just as she was immersed in thoughts of self-reflection and reconstruction, steady and powerful footsteps came from the cave entrance, breaking the silence in the cave.

The sudden sound startled He Ronger. She quickly wiped away her tears and tried to regain her usual calmness and strength.

Zou Mubai's hurried footsteps revealed his inner anxiety and uneasiness. He thought He Ronger's crying was due to her misunderstanding and anger towards them.

"Rong'er, can you listen to my explanation? Things are not what you think." Zou Mubai's voice sounded at the entrance of the cave, with a hint of pleading and eagerness.

He Ronger felt mixed emotions when he heard this.

She wanted to refuse, because at this moment she was wary of everyone and everything; but she also felt a little curious and expectant. She wanted to know what Zou Mubai and the others were thinking and why they chose to resurrect her.

In the end, she chose to remain silent, quietly waiting for Zou Mubai's further explanation, while also looking for answers to the doubts in her heart.

Zou Mubai, standing at the entrance of the cave, noticed that the cave was gradually returning to calm. The subtle but heavy breathing sound seemed to be telling of He Ronger's inner fluctuations.

He let out a breath of foul air and couldn't help but feel relieved, as if a huge rock had been temporarily removed from his heart.

He knew that the fact that He Ronger was able to calm down and listen at least meant that she was willing to give him a chance to explain.

So, he no longer hesitated and resolutely stepped into the dark and unknown cave.

For him, a deep cultivation not only means great strength, but also gives him the ability to see through things in the dark. Even if he is surrounded by thick darkness, he walks as if in the daytime, with each step steady and confident.

The air in the cave was stuffy and humid, but Zou Mubai seemed to be completely unaffected by it. His figure was looming in the darkness, like a ghost in the night, moving silently towards the depths of the cave.

His gaze penetrated the darkness, as if he could see through all illusions, and went straight to the person he cared about most in his heart.

Finally, he came to the figure huddled in the corner.

He Ronger curled up into a ball, her back looking so lonely and helpless, but even in this state, she still maintained an indescribable stubbornness.

Zou Mubai's heart tightened involuntarily. He called out softly, "Rong'er, listen to me. Ji Mohan's words are not credible. He is just deliberately trying to sow discord and destroy the trust between us. You must not fall for his trick."

His tone was full of anxiety and earnestness.

He hoped that through his explanation, he could dispel the haze in He Ronger's heart and make her believe in himself and the friendship between them again.

After all, in Zou Mubai's heart, He Ronger is not only a friend, but also someone that several of his fellow disciples are willing to protect with their lives.

Sensing Zou Mubai's approach, He Rong'er's body tensed up involuntarily. She raised her head abruptly, her eyes flashing with vigilance and uneasiness, and her voice trembled a little: "Stop! Don't come over here!"

She tried to make her voice sound firm, but the tears she held back betrayed her inner fragility.

"You don't have to explain," she took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calmer, but in the end she couldn't suppress the surge of emotions, "Ji Mohan said that you resurrected me from the beginning just to sacrifice me in the future. But, have you ever asked me if I am willing to be resurrected by you? Have you ever considered my feelings?"

Her voice gradually rose, almost shouting, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of her throat with all her strength, accompanied by another sob.