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The burning pain in his organs and an indescribable sense of despair seemed to spread from the depths of his soul.

She never thought that these things would become the weakness of the mind.

The more he tried to forget, the clearer it became …

She was drowning in a sea of pain, choking on her breath. Then, a hand appeared … It was Gong Liche's hand.

"Cough …" Yun Jinxiu suddenly covered his mouth, but the blood he coughed out still flowed from the gaps between his fingers, staining his snow-white robes red.

Gong Liche looked at her, at the bloodstains that were like blossoming flowers filling up his robes. Then, a surge of nameless fire suddenly gushed out.

He suddenly lifted his eyelashes and looked at the ten skeletons. He said with a gloomy voice, "This Seat remembers that this should be your last life."

The skeleton that was engaged in a battle with the primal chaos suddenly trembled. "What do you want?"

Gong Liche shouted coldly, "I'll send you to your death."

With these words, majestic blue flames suddenly surged out, pouncing towards the ghost flame of the skeleton.

The skeleton trembled. It no longer had the time to respond as it turned around and fled.

However, in the next moment, he suddenly bumped into an ice wall, and the entire wall was bounced back, right into Gong Liche's hands. The bone bracelet struggled with all its might, but was unable to break free from Gong Liche's grasp.

"Help!" The skeleton shouted.

Both Primal Chaos and Primordial Chaos were indifferent. Who let it seek death?

"Don't kill it." Yun Jinxiu grabbed Gong Liche's wrist.

The skeleton had indeed inflicted heavy damage on her, but it had also exposed her inner weakness.

She didn't want to remember, she just didn't want to face it.

If she is weak, who will be strong for her?

The only way for her to truly become strong was to confront those bloody realities head on. Only by overcoming the pain and despair that surged in her heart would she be able to become strong …

"It's my mother's relic." Yun Jinxiu raised his hand. Traces of force once again filled the air and wrapped around the ten skeletons.

The Yin energy that had just disappeared once again filled the air.

The strange incantation was like a demon's voice, constantly whispering in his ear.

The pitch black rune was like a swimming snake, swimming on her body.

"Yun Jinxiu!" Gong Liche's pupils contracted slightly.

He clearly knew that he had been invaded by evil spirits, and he was obviously severely injured, but why did he still do that?

The night wind was light and slow, blowing from the distant night sky.

His silvery-snow-like hair fluttered about and he slowly retracted his stiff hands. The furry fox tail slightly shook and said with an indescribable voice, "Humans are really troublesome …"

So strong, yet so … Vulnerability.

They could not even withstand a single blow, yet they still had to risk their lives to find the Soul Lamp for him?

The 10 skeletons shone, and suddenly started to revolve quickly around Yun Jinxiu, causing more blood to spurt out from his mouth.

Gong Liche could not tolerate it any longer and suddenly raised his hand. However, when his fingertip extended outwards, an extremely bright white light suddenly surged forth. His extended hand suddenly grabbed empty air.

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and an ancient mansion suddenly appeared in front of him.

The manor door was deep, and the pitch-black copper door was tightly shut.

The parasol tree covered the blazing sun, casting a fluttering shadow on the ground.

Gong Liche slightly froze, this place was...

The black door was suddenly opened, and a group of children rushed out, escorted by a beautiful girl.

It was an extremely beautiful girl. Her skin was like crystal clear lotus dew, and her facial features were as exquisite as if they were painted. On her forehead, there was a glowing red mole.

Their excited laughter caused Gong Liche to slightly furrow his brows, but it was as if those children didn't see him at all as they touched the stones together, and threw them above the wutong tree.

"Crush her to death!" She stole Miss's crystal shoes! "

"She even killed someone!"

"She's a demon!"

The cursing grew even more vicious, causing Gong Liche's body to tremble as he suddenly raised his head to look.

Then, he saw a small figure hiding behind a tree trunk. Her soft hair was let loose as she tilted her head to look under the tree.

It was a small, exquisite face. It was probably malnourished, causing the pair of eyes to be large and pitch-black.

She seemed to be trying her best to keep calm, but a sliver of fear still appeared in her eyes.

In that moment, Gong Liche seemed to have been struck by something — That was … Embroidery!

The Yun Jinxiu of his youth!

"Demon!" "Come down!" The children clamored, and some began to climb the trees.

Little Embroidery was hugging the tree trunk. Every time someone climbed up, she would raise her foot and ruthlessly trample on their hands.

The children were in pain as they rolled down.

"Stop crawling, light the fire!" The pretty girl in the lead suddenly spoke up.

The children were excited and began to search for torches.

Little Embroidery was finally frightened. She stood on the tree trunk with her legs trembling slightly. As she looked at the continuously rising flames, she took a look at the ground in panic.

To the young her, that distance was sufficient to make her tremble in fear.

As the flames flared up, the children under the tree began clapping and cheering.

Little Embroidery's small hands, which were holding onto the tree trunk, tightened and she jumped straight down from the tree trunk.

Gong Liche felt as if his heart was stomping on air, he subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to catch her, but the child passed through his arm and heavily fell to the ground.

He could clearly hear a "kacha" sound. It sounded like the bones in his legs had been broken.

The pain made her bite her lips hard, but she didn't dare to stay where she was. She dragged her broken leg and ran forward.

"She ran away!" The group of children spoke loudly, and with a "hu la" sound, they chased after him.

Gong Liche wanted to step forward and pull her, but that tiny figure kept on running.

Blood splattered all over the ground, running from dawn to dusk.

The group of children came and went in search of her tracks. She was trembling as she hid in a broken alley while clenching her teeth tightly and not uttering a single sound.

Gong Liche looked at her, his gaze rippling like water.

This was a rich and beautiful memory.

The invasion of the yin and the evil had lifted her past from the depths of her memories.

Yun Jinxiu... She came from another time and space!

When it was completely dark, she limped forward.

She took a few steps, but was about to rest. He followed her slowly, watching her as she carefully climbed over the high wall, and then quietly returned to her small house that seemed to be a prison.

She hugged her injured leg and carefully laid on the hard bed. The slightest movement from outside could wake her up.

Even the mosquitoes in the night were recklessly sucking on her bloodstained legs.

Gong Liche stood by her side and watched as she tightly hugged a rag doll who was missing an arm. She curled up, kept quiet, and endured it even when no one else was around.

Doesn't it hurt? You aren't crying even at such a young age?

He … What can I do?