The improved female villains regained their memories

Yang Ping let out a long sigh, he and Xiao Yu, what should have happened, what shouldn't have happened, has happened.

She is docile and obedient. She never asks about the origins of Luo Benmo and Wen Shihan, and only embraces everything with her infinite tenderness.

No, it is not so much tolerance as indulgence.

"Master, we haven't done it for a long time."

Soft and boneless hands rested on Yang Pingsheng's arm, expressing friendship.

"us……"

Yang Pingsheng looked at Xiao Yu, his eyes were like the moon hidden in the flowing clouds.

After a long time, everything is over.

In the evening, when the pattering rain fell, Yang Pingsheng put on his clothes and lit a candle.

Xiao Yu was already asleep, he covered her with the quilt, and walked out with the lantern.

There is no moon tonight, and thick dark clouds cover everything.

In the cloud, there is thunder.

Holding a lantern, he stood under the eaves and watched.

Wen Shihan didn't come back.

Luo Benmo didn't come back either.

Because of the rain, Rhubarb lay in the corner of the porch to hide from the rain, and the systematic black cat jumped down from the eaves and landed at Yang Pingsheng's feet, shaking the water.

"Yo." It said hello, "Is it over?"

Yang Pingsheng glanced at it and said, "Something went wrong."

The thunder hidden in the dark clouds may be Chunlei, or it may be Luo Benmo's spiritual root.

"Yeah." The black cat also became serious, "I can feel it, an evil breath."

Yang Pingsheng ignored it.

The cat's mouth is full of nonsense, and Yang Pingsheng has seen through the returning system.

A yin spirit came along with the wind and rain, and slowly condensed into a ghost in front of Yang Pingsheng.

"Meow! (Oh my god, ghost!)"

The black cat screamed and ran into Yang Pingsheng's arms.

Yang Pingsheng was not afraid, and looked softly at the ghost in front of him.

This is not a ghost, but his sister, Wen Shihan.

"Brother."

Ghost Shadow spoke, as expected, it was Wen Shihan's voice.

"Don't go out tonight, and don't open the door when anyone comes."

Her tone revealed seriousness: "This is my incarnation. It won't last long. I am in another place. There is no danger. Brother, don't worry."

"Okay." Yang Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as nothing happened.

"Is there a situation at the south gate?"

"Yes, the Fourth Prince was assassinated."

She thought for a while, and added, "The double is dead."

Although the words were somewhat fragmented, Yang Pingsheng still understood what Wen Shihan meant.

Someone ambushed the fourth prince and dealt a fatal blow, but unexpectedly, that person was not the fourth prince, but a substitute.

Yang Pingsheng was in the courtyard, listening to the commotion at the gate of the city all the time, and there was no attack sound, on the contrary, the noise of the crowd gradually became quieter at night.

"It wasn't an ambush at the gate of the city." Wen Shihan saw Yang Pingsheng's doubts, and said without waiting for him to ask, "It was on the way back to the palace, when there was still a distance from the gate of the palace."

Right in front of the palace gate is the commercial street, and there is a distance between the two. It was during this distance that the fourth prince was assassinated.

The ambusher was an immortal, and he used an immortal ultimate move, and the carriage of the fourth prince, including the people and the carriage, was completely destroyed.

Fortunately, that is a stand-in.

"The old monsters in the palace have all woken up. There are real immortals inside. I want to go out of the city and hide for a while. I will hurt my brother when I come back."

Ghost Shadow said, and handed over a breastplate.

"Brother, take it. If there is any danger, I will rush over at any time."

"it is good."

Yang Pingsheng nodded, and took the goggle.

The ghost image disappeared, leaving only the drizzle of light rain.

The system vibrated even more.

Yang Pingsheng hugged it and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ping, Pingsheng, let me tell you something, don't be afraid."

"what?"

"Really, it's here."

In the drizzle, someone was walking slowly towards this side.

"I, I can feel, hiss...it's not good, it's not good."

It desperately burrowed into Yang Pingsheng's arms, and said like a string of words: "It's ten times worse than Luo Benmo, he will die, he will definitely die, let's run quickly, that guy is a monster, she won't let us go Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa therefore I am just an innocent little meow.”

"Hey, I can't understand you talking so fast."

Yang Pingsheng was a little dazed, put down the lantern, and stroked the black cat's fur to calm it down.

"Ping, Pingsheng, you don't understand at all..."

"What don't I understand?"

"It's the killing intent. I feel the killing intent. That person really wants to kill you."

Da, da, stop.

The footsteps stopped.

In the drizzle, someone stood in front of the door.

The black cat wept bitterly and crawled into Yang Pingsheng's arms.

"This shocking killing intent, ouno!! It's almost to the point of smashing into pieces!!"

"Don't be nervous, is the third female villain here?"

"Come, come? Come!?"

The black cat shouted in dismay: "She is standing in front of the door!!!!"

boom.

boom.

boom.

The sound sounded, slow and firm, like a piece of music.

Someone knocked on the door of the house in the rain.

Chapter 51: One Body, Two Souls

World number three's day, dry.

Xu Shi stayed with Luo Benmo for a long time, and he hadn't seen a sunny day. This time, it was rare to have a sunny day at the beginning, and Yang Pingsheng was still a little uncomfortable.

He sat on a rocking chair in the courtyard, looking at the bronze mirror.

It was still his face, only gray at the temples, thin face, and unshaven chin, as if he had experienced the baptism of years.

Become an uncle.

It looked like he was in his 40s, Yang Pingsheng was a little uncertain, and asked the system: "Why is it middle-aged this time?"

"Who told you about middle age?" The ball of light jumped out and hovered over Yang Pingsheng: "You are old."

"Huh? But the mirror..."

"That's the effect of Zhuyan Dan. In fact, you are over 60 years old."

sixty……

A little too old.

But when he thought that this was a world of cultivating immortals, and those beautiful fairy sisters were all about the same age as the old grandma, Yang Pingsheng felt balanced.

Anyway, he is a handsome uncle anyway.

He stood up, moved his body, and made a rattling sound just a few times.

He slumped back into the rocking chair.

"Take it easy, although Zhuyan Pill has brought your appearance back to middle age, but your body is still old."

As the system spoke, it passed some information about the world to him.

"Accept it, in order to better implement the Tiandao plan, you have to play your own identity."

"identity?"

"Have you ever played role-playing? Just follow the character set."

The world is not peaceful.

Like the second world, all countries are at war, and the fighting is more intense than the second world.

The country where Yang Pingsheng lived was called the Great Yan Dynasty.

It stands in the northwest, with abundant martial virtues, and looks down on the countries of the Central Plains with the posture of a fierce tiger.