After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Fu Yunzhu laughed, the purple clothes fluttered, and rushed into the cold rain, staring at the backs of the three leaving.

Even though her pupils were as red as blood, she was still smiling, with the corners of her mouth raised ferociously, showing a ferocious expression like a wolf.

"Why... why do you..."

Zixiu's hands were already clenched into fists, strands of blood seeped from between his fingers and dripped onto the rain-filled ground.

The rain hit her face, as if mocking her innocence.

What bullshit axioms, what natural justice, all are farts!

Where does she have any solid evidence? If Peiyu denies it, if Gushan protects her, what can she do?

The cold rain dripped down the corners of her eyes, and she tugged at the corners of her mouth, her smile was so ugly that she seemed to be crying.

Countless monks walked past her like flowing water. As they passed by, they all turned their heads to look at her and kept talking.

There are also people who want to come up to find out what happened, but they are scared away by her cruel expression.

"I think she is like a devil." Someone whispered.

Fu Yunzhu looked over suddenly, the man shrank his neck, turned his head and walked away hastily.

300 years have passed, and the sufferer of that year is long gone, no one will remember, no one will care.

These people gossip, they just want to watch the excitement, and they won't know the pain unless the knife is stuck on them.

There happened to be a puddle of muddy water under her feet, so Fu Yunzhu bent down and stared blankly at the reflection in the water.

The rain was dripping, and the surface of the water was rippling, only a face full of hatred and paranoia was vaguely reflected.

What that person said was right, compared to Peiyu, who was dressed in white and independent from the world, she was more like a demon.

How can it not be like a demon?

The people around had dispersed, and Fu Yunzhu knelt in the muddy water, hugging Nine Deaths with both hands, and couldn't help sobbing.

But she still remembers that hundreds of years ago, her father raised her above her head with one hand, and her mother stood aside with a smile, enjoying herself.

She was not born with such a ferocious appearance and such a gloomy heart.

Nor was she born thinking of revenge all the time, trapped in a nightmare of a lantern and unable to get out.

She was also the heart of her parents, the treasure of her heart.

She should have lived a peaceful and stable life with an innocent smile and a life of worry-free life.

If it's not a last resort, who doesn't want to stay in the boudoir to enjoy the flowers and listen to the opera, who wants to be beaten by the wind and rain here?

But why do they... know the identity of that person, but still cover it up like this...

Fu Yunzhu gritted a mouthful of silver teeth, and the bloody smell gradually diffused from her mouth.

"Cousin, you..." Ji Feifei approached cautiously, holding an umbrella in her hand, trying to shield her from the wind and rain, but unexpectedly, she met a pair of blood-red eyes.

The people on the ground have long wet hair and venomous eyes, resembling evil spirits from hell.

Ji Feifei took a few steps back in shock, and the paper umbrella fluttered to the ground, "Cousin, are you okay?"

Fu Yunzhu asked: "At the meeting just now, did you speak for her?"

Her voice was very cold, colder than rain, with lingering hatred and killing intent.

Ji Feifei tried to calm down, reached out and pulled her up, "Cousin, don't get me wrong, I just..."

Fu Yunzhu held her hand, exerted a little force, and Ji Feifei screamed, "Sister, you hurt me!"

"You speak for her?" Fu Yunzhu asked with a smile.

Ji Feifei's palm is like paper, without the slightest color of blood, she wants to break free, but she can't break free no matter what, she can only cry and shout: "No! I don't! I'm just telling the truth! Sister, it hurts, let me go !"

"True?" Fu Yunzhu sneered, only to hear a click, and her pale palms hung limply—it had been pinched to the point of dislocation.

"Cousin, you..." Ji Feifei put her hands behind her back, in the wind and rain, the woman in front of her was very strange, "How did you become like this?!"

Fu Yunzhu's heart surged with anger, and he raised his hand to slap him. The crisp slap sounded like thunder in his ears.

Ji Feifei turned her head to one side, her face was bright red, the blood from Fu Yunzhu's palm adhered, "You have changed, if uncle and aunt were alive, they would not recognize you!"

As if struck by lightning, Fu Yunzhu froze on the spot, watching Ji Feifei crying and walking away, the only relative in the world, getting farther and farther away from her.

Her hand moved, as if she wanted to reach out to hold her back, but she dropped it powerlessly.

"But I've forgotten them."

The low, inaudible murmur was drowned in the wind and rain.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the memory of my parents has been very blurred.

The love, joy, and happiness in this world have long been far away from her, and what supports her to go down is deep-seated hatred.

"City Lord." Chu Xiaotang held up an umbrella for her, "It's raining heavily outside, go back and rest."

Fu Yunzhu glanced at her with blank eyes, "Go back?" She sneered, "My home is long gone, where can I go back?"

Chu Xiaotang bit her lip, "No matter what, Xiaotang will always be with the city lord."

Fu Yunzhu closed her eyes wearily, and put her wet hair behind her back, "That's all, let's go."

……

The night is as black as ink, a single lamp is like a bean, and two black shadows are reflected on the white wall.

Ning Xiao closed the window, "Who is she?"

Huai Bai drank the wine without saying a word, a faint blush appeared on his snow-white face, as if a layer of rouge had been applied.

Ning Xiao asked: "You knew she was Ming Luan!"

"Waiper! Answer me!"

He spoke sternly in a rare way, "Did you already know?"

The wind and rain outside the window continued, and the lights on the table trembled.

Huai Bai lowered his eyes, "I..."

Ning Xiao flicked his sleeves, the jug and wine glass on the table fell to the ground, and the broken porcelain gleamed under the lamp, like a sharpened blade, "What do you think? Leave this monster next to you?"

Huai Bo said loudly: "She is not a devil!"

Ning Xiao pressed, "Is she Peiyu, or Mingluan?"

Huai Bo shook his head, his mind was in a daze, "I don't know, I don't know! Don't ask me again!"

Ning Xiao put his hands on the table and looked straight at her, his eyes were dark, like the sea about to set off a storm, "You know, when Fu Yunzhu came up, you were not surprised at all, you guessed today, Xiaobai, we Watching you grow up, you can't hide it from me."

Huai Bai's hands trembled, and the wine spilled on the lapel of his clothes.

The room is filled with the rich aroma of wine.

She felt a headache, like the fact that she always wanted to avoid, the dream she wanted to indulge in, was suddenly pierced, revealing the bloody truth.

"She is Peiyu..."

Ning Xiao said in a deep voice: "If she were Peiyu, you would have already refuted Fu Yunzhu! Let me ask you, what would you do if she presented evidence tomorrow in front of the entire fairy sect? Take the entire lonely mountain to protect her." Do you live in that demon?"

How resolute Gu Shan is to protect Peiyu today, how embarrassing it may be tomorrow.

But Huai Bai knew it clearly, so he still spoke up to defend it. Since Huai Bai spoke out, no matter what happened to Ning Xiao, he had to speak up.

They all knew in their hearts that what Fu Yunzhu said was correct, and they all knew that such an attitude would make the entire fairy gate cold.

Huai Bai sat in a daze, his apricot eyes were full of water, he didn't know whether he was drunk or awake.

Under the candlelight, her eyes are round, and she looks innocent, like a child who hasn't grown up.

Ning Xiao's heart suddenly softened, and his anger dissipated.

Sometimes, when Ning Xiao saw her, he couldn't help but wonder if his younger sister would look like Huai Bai if she was destined to grow up.

For so many years, he has been protecting Huai Bai silently, hoping that she will grow up carefree in Xianmen, so as to make up for the little unknown guilt he felt towards his younger sister.

But he couldn't protect himself anymore.

Just like a big ship, with heavy responsibilities on its back, it will sail for a long time in the wind and rain, and one day it will sink to the bottom of the water.

That day is very near.

Ning Xiao sighed, and sat opposite Huai Bai, "Xiao Bai, what's going on?"

Huai Bai said in a low voice: "I...during retreat, the heart demon phantom saw Ming Luan with Wushuang on his body."

Although she deliberately wanted to avoid denying it, the past was flooding in like a tide. The scene she saw in the phantom of the bamboo forest that day, and all kinds of strange things about Peiyu's previous behavior flashed in her mind one by one.

Until seeing the blood mist again in Tianhai Secret Realm, she was sure almost instantly that Peiyu was Mingluan.

How could Ke Peiyu be Mingluan?

Peiyu is a character she wrote down herself, and Mingluan seems to have been born out of nowhere, as if she doesn't belong in this book.what is going on?

Huai Bai suddenly remembered that she had mentioned Peiyu's name to Ming Luan, did Ming Luan seize the house in advance?All of this is a deliberate conspiracy by Mingluan, but why when she looks at Peiyu, she always thinks, maybe after the scars on her face are wiped away, Mingluan should look like Peiyu in the first place.

Ning Xiao said: "If she were Ming Luan, I would not let you be together."

A sense of desolation welled up in his heart, he looked at the lights, his eyes had no light, "unless I die."

Huai Bo drank all the wine in his glass, "Senior brother, don't die lightly."

Ning Xiao smiled, and said softly, "People are always going to die. Xiaobai, what are you going to do tomorrow?"

Waib shook his head.

If Peiyu was the sinister and vicious demon 300 years ago, no matter how affectionate she was, she would stab her again with a sword to avenge Shiling for her best friend.But she could feel that there was no magic in Peiyu—she was like Mingluan's original appearance after letting go of his gloomy paranoia.

Peiyu is Mingluan, not Mingluan.

Ning Xiao sighed again, and brightened the lights, "If it was 300 years ago, no matter what you did, I would not stop you. But today is not what it used to be. The demons in the Demon Cave will be born soon, and the world will be in chaos. You will be the immortal The leader, lead Gushan and the entire Xianmen, at this time, the Xianmen can no longer cause trouble, and neither can you. Moreover, I don’t know if Peiyu has anything to do with the demons.”

Huai Bo retorted subconsciously: "She didn't... What do you mean by the birth of all demons?"

Ning Xiao said: "Master Tianxin foresaw it."

Huai Bo: "Isn't there an enchantment? Wuhua is still in our hands, and the demons have not collected all four artifacts. How do we open the Ten Thousand Demons Cave?"

Ning Xiao said in a deep voice: "I don't know, but I think they have already thought of other ways. After all, the reincarnation environment was broken more than 300 years ago. This time Liu Huangu betrayed his teacher and escaped. I guess it may be related to the Devil's Nest."

Huai Bai suddenly opened his eyes wide, and murmured, "Reincarnation Realm...was broken more than 300 years ago?"

Ning Xiao nodded, "Palace Master Qianhan sent me a letter suddenly. At this juncture, she decided to retire."

Huai Bo seemed to think of something, and asked in a trembling voice, "How did it go wrong?"

Ning Xiao: "No one knows about it. It was placed in Qianhan Palace, but within a day, it suddenly shattered into several pieces."

Huai Bo asked: "Senior brother, do you believe that there are people in the world who can turn back time by using reincarnation?"

Ning Xiao didn't even think about it, "This is impossible!"

Huai Bai smiled miserably, and many images flashed in his mind, and finally stopped at Ming Luan's cooling smile on the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

——"Once upon a time, there was a person who committed all kinds of crimes and fell into the eighteen levels of hell. She saved a spider during her lifetime, so when she was struggling in hell, she suddenly saw a crystal clear spider's thread hanging down from the dark sky."

"Are you still going to say that he climbed up that spider web, but halfway up, the web broke and he fell down again?"

"Yes, it's just that my story is a little different. She fell into the abyss and saw real despair."

"Xiao Bai!" Ning Xiao was shocked to find that Huai Bai was smiling miserably, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, staining the lapel of his blue and red clothes.

The past is joined together to form a coherent circle.

All doubts are eliminated, and everything seems to be cleared up, and the sky is clear.

If Ming Luan came to this world through reincarnation, her deliberate approach and final betrayal would all have results.

No, not betrayal, but carefully planned revenge.

She has reasons for revenge, like Fu Yunzhu.

Huai Bai smiled desperately, his heart was burning, and he kept vomiting blood.

But she didn't realize it.

Mingluan is Peiyu who has been torn into pieces by fate, and Peiyu is the original Mingluan.

300 years ago, she wanted so much to heal Ming Luan's pain and find out Ming Luan's past, but she never thought that if all Ming Luan's misfortunes were due to herself?

Huaib stood up abruptly and rushed into a curtain of wind and rain.

She wanted to ask Peiyu immediately to find out all this.