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At that time, she did not answer.

Perhaps it was a grudge …

She had never cared about the position of Demon Palace's Palace Master, nor did she care about it.

In order to prevent others from seizing the Demon Palace, he had her dress up as a man for eighteen years, and her hands were stained with blood.

In order to be able to take over as the Palace Head of the Magic Palace, she had received training since childhood.

No matter if it was a poisonous snake or a ferocious beast, whether it was using poison or a scheme …

Every time she accepted a killing notification, it would be marked to indicate that she had completed the killing mission in an outstanding manner.

He had turned her into a killing machine, a machine that even she didn't like …

Available... Maybe not.

The heavy responsibility of Young Hall Master was either for her to take care of or for her sister.

A woman as gentle as her elder sister could only be carefully protected by the palm of her hand. How could she allow her to experience slaughter and become unlike herself?

After her father's death, she took over the Demon Palace and dealt with those who had ill intentions towards the Demon Palace.

She and her sister were mutually dependent on each other. Together, they managed the Demon Palace well.

He had thought that his days could be so ordinary, yet they would continue to pass in such a warm and warm manner.

But who would have thought …

In the days when her martial arts were at its weakest, the white-clothed woman pushed open the door to her closed door cultivation to treat her chaotic breathing. Before she could even react, a sword had pierced into her left shoulder.

That day, she glanced at the sharp sword on her shoulder and asked her sister, "Why?"

The look in her elder sister's eyes was sharp enough to tear apart her skin and bone. "Why? Ha, Su Jinruo, as the noble master of a palace, you are far above others, yet you would naturally not be able to see the lowly lives of others! Furthermore, on what basis, you are a woman, and I am also a woman. Why is it that when you become the Asgard Mistress, I can only live by depending on you?

"I have never been willing to accept the position of Asgard Master from the beginning to the end. If elder sister wants it, you can tell me. Jinruo will definitely not frown once, and he will definitely withdraw to you …"

Hearing this, elder sister laughed out loud. The previous gentleness had long since disappeared. When she looked at her, the look in her eyes was no longer filled with love, but filled with extreme coldness.

"Enough, little sister. You don't need to continue pretending. I've already gotten tired of such sarcastic remarks. It wasn't easy for me to endure until you became weak. Don't think of saying anything to fool me. I can't bear to kill you."

After she finished speaking, the sharp sword in her elder sister's hand pierced through her shoulder blade. The strength of the sword couldn't compare to the killing intent in her eyes.

That day, the corner of her mouth was stained with blood. She clenched her teeth and endured the bone piercing pain, giving her elder sister another chance.

"Elder sister, you really want to …" Kill me? "

His elder sister pulled the longsword out of her body, not hesitating in the slightest, "If you don't die and steal your magic ring, how can I replace you as the Palace Head of the Demon Palace?!"

Seeing this scene reappear before his eyes, Su Jinruo's face was pale and his chest was in extreme pain.

Her body was propping itself up against something before she managed to stabilize herself.

Her elder sister's words were a source of mental illness for her.

Many years of sisterhood was not worth a single sitting.

Su Jinruo's eyes were deep and pitch-black. She clutched her chest that was beating intensely, her delicate eyebrows knitted tightly as she looked at her elder sister who had fallen to the ground.

In the image, she had already disappeared. Instead, she had jumped to another scene — Su Jinruo took a step forward and slowly walked to the side of her sister.

She slowly crouched down and stared at her sister's wide-eyed disbelief.

She asked softly: "If I can reverse the flow of time, will Big Sis still take Jinruo's life for a lousy seat?"

The big sister lying on the ground looked like she could see Su Jinruo, as her lips curved up in a strange smile, and replied:

"Yes!" I will still take your head! "

When he was standing on the ninth floor of the Compendium Pavilion, a loud sound echoed. Hearing the sound, the young man immediately made his move.

What entered his sight was a messy floor, with a row of books lying on the floor along with the bookshelves.

However, the instigator was as if he was struck by lightning, retreating step by step towards the window.

The youth frowned. He glanced at his surroundings and saw that the incense burner on the ground was slowly emitting smoke.

As if he had realized something, he waved his hand and extinguished the incense.

His long and powerful arms pulled the youth, who had fallen into a trance, into his arms. He then turned around and moved, distancing himself from the narrow space.

The moment he stood up, the youth in his arms subconsciously embraced him. His delicate and pretty face lightly leaned on his right shoulder, as if he was relying on his embrace.

Just as Shen Hancheng was about to let go of the youth, he suddenly stopped in his tracks as he lowered his eyes to look at Su Jinruo who was nestled in his embrace.

He could not see the expression on Su Jinruo's face, he could only see her ink-like long hair.

Shen Hancheng had one arm around Su Jinruo's waist, and the other hand was frozen in midair. He did not retract the hand that was placed down, nor did he return the youth that was hugging him.

It just stood there in the air, stiff and dirty.

Smelling the faint fragrance on Su Jinruo's body, his calm heart, suddenly jumped about crazily!

Shen Hancheng's eyes flashed.

A hint of suspicion appeared in his pitch-black pupils. Why hadn't he smelled his scent before?

What Shen Hancheng did not know was that in the past, when he held Su Jinruo's waist, they would always be tit for tat.

As a result, he had never noticed the faint fragrance off Su Jinruo's body.

Besides... Now, the two of them were stuck together, hugging each other tightly without leaving a single gap.

"Why …" "Even if we have to start over again, why would you still choose to kill me?" The voice of the person in his embrace was light, but it contained boundless oppression and pain.

There was warm, moist liquid on his robe, but he did not know it.

It was the first time that she heard Su Jinruo's voice that was filled with such pain that pierced her heart.

A strange feeling rose in Shen Hancheng's heart, and the hand that was frozen in the air mysteriously landed on Su Jinruo's back.

Even he didn't know … Why did he do this? He just wanted to do it, so he did it.

Gently patting Su Jinruo on his back, Shen Hancheng gently spoke up in a rare moment of gentleness: "If others choose to kill you, what are you afraid of? You can kill him before he kills you! Is a dead person worth your unforgettable thoughts and becoming a devil in your heart? "

As the gentle voice entered his ears, the pain in Su Jinruo's eyes slowly dissipated. In the blink of an eye, he had regained his calm.

She turned her head to the side and looked at the scene before her.

Su Jinruo slightly frowned, and then retracted his finger as he discovered that his arm was wrapped around the body of another person.

Su Jinruo was surprised, his body could not help but move, and with the gentle force from his back, he struck his brain.

His eyes startled, Su Jinruo suddenly jumped out of Shen Hancheng's embrace, his eyes looking straight at the person in front of him, following that, he lowered his head, concealing the doubt in his eyes.

Shen Hancheng casually glanced at his own hand that was frozen in midair, and slowly pulled it back, placing it behind his back.

He looked at Su Jinruo, who had a lowly posture with his head lowered and was quite a distance away from him, and a trace of unhappiness that was difficult for others to notice flashed past his eyes.

Displeased …?

Shen Hancheng was baffled by his own strange emotions. He frowned, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, but could not find any explanation.

Su Jinruo bowed for a long time, but Shen Hancheng did not even raise his head to look at her, the emotions in his heart growing thicker.

However, he didn't have the time to wonder what the reason was.

Shen Hancheng went straight to the point: "Why would City Lord Su enter the Compendium Pavilion?"

Su Jinruo's expression did not change as he replied: "Since the Grand Commandant has entrusted me with such a heavy responsibility, then this humble official is not qualified to learn about Jinruo. I thought that the Compendium Pavilion would definitely have the documents this lowly official wants, so I came."

Shen Hancheng's gaze landed on the messy ground by his side. "Could it be that this City Lord Su doesn't know that the Book Collection Hall is not open today?!"

Not open...?

Su Jinruo's eyes moved slightly, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Shen Hancheng, today was the ninth day, it was a single day!

Every single day, the Compendium Pavilion would not be opened. There would be heavy soldiers stationed at the bottom of the building. No matter who it was, no one was allowed to enter!

She had forgotten such an important matter, she deserved to die!

Su Jinruo slightly pursed her lips as the expression in her eyes slightly changed, but she suddenly heard Shen Hancheng changing the topic.

"With your personality, logically speaking, you shouldn't have been struck by the Soul Divergence Incense, but why did you do it?"

Soul Divergence Incense?

Su Jinruo had heard of Soul Fragrance Realm before.

The Soul Divergence Incense was an extremely precious tribute that commoners had no right to possess.

The Soul Aroma is good for sleep and calmness.

Of course, something precious naturally had its own peculiarities.

It was rumored that when a person was on the verge of death, they would ignite the Soul Divergence Incense and it would be able to hold their breath. If the Soul Divergence Incense could be used for a few more hours, then the person who was on the verge of death could live a few more hours.

It was amazing!

However, there was something wrong with the Soul Divergence Incense as well.

It would make people fall into the demonic zone in their heart. If no one pulled it back and awakened the consciousness of the person in the demonic zone, that person would fall into a deep sleep, forever trapped within the illusionary zone, unable to recover for the rest of their lives.

"How does Your Highness know that the incense is from the Soul Divergence Incense?" The light in Su Jinruo's eyes became profound.

The corner of Shen Hancheng's mouth curved into a faint smile. How could he not know what he had experienced before?

That year, he was twelve years old.

For two years in the Li Palace, his master had wanted to test his self-control, so he had used an incense burner, a soul-leaving incense that had been secretly delivered from the Imperial Palace.

That day, when he was trapped in Consort Mother's embrace, and had lost his life that night in the great fire, he was unable to extricate himself from the familiar scene of the palace maids.

Maybe it was a problem with his personality, or maybe it was a problem with his age. His master used the gentlest voice, calling him for half a day before calling him back.

As for Su Jinruo...

He only said a few words, and then he returned to his senses and walked out.

It could be seen that Su Jinruo's mental fortitude was not bad.

Seeing that Shen Hancheng did not reply for a long time, Su Jinruo turned to look at Shen Hancheng, only to see Shen Hancheng looking to the other side.

She followed Shen Hancheng's gaze and saw a mess on the ground.

The spare book that had been given to her for several hours was now lying on the floor far away …

The bookshelves were pushed to the ground by an unknown force, and all of the books on the bookshelves fell to the floor, with not a single one of them spared.

Was all of this due to him?