Fairy, you call this repaying a debt of gratitude?

Familiar with.

Yes, it's a deep-seated sense of familiarity.

But why did she feel so familiar with this man who was covered in blood and looked like a demon?

This was clearly the first time she had ever met him.

Before anyone knew it, everyone in the courtyard had fallen to his sword.

In the end, even he himself could not escape it; Gu Lengyue could feel that familiar aura growing weaker and weaker.

She subconsciously touched the jade pendant at her waist, her gaze falling on it.

That was given to her by Gu Hanfeng.

He repeatedly instructed that the jade pendant should never be taken off lightly, and that if one felt danger, one could simply use spiritual power to gently activate the pendant to conceal one's aura from being discovered by others.

But for some reason, she withdrew her methods of concealing her presence.

Then, as if drawn by some invisible force, she involuntarily walked up to the man.

At that time, his eyes were closed and his breath was weak.

As if possessed, she called out to him.

Then the man slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes were unfocused, but they gradually brightened when he saw her clearly.

The moment their eyes met, Gu Lengyue was suddenly startled.

She recognized that look.

The person who killed my mother back then had eyes like this.

So that's why it felt familiar?

Indeed, some destinies, no matter how you try to escape, will eventually be caught up with.

But this doesn't seem like a bad thing.

She always felt that on that day, she should have died with her mother, so that she wouldn't have to endure this endless loneliness and pain.

So when his hand gripped her neck tightly, the force increasing until she could barely breathe and was on the verge of suffocation, she felt no fear, but rather a surge of almost insane pleasure.

"Mother... I can finally see you again."

But in the end, the man stopped using his strength.

"Ha, why should I? Just because you want to die, I have to give you a quick death? Then why doesn't anyone give me a quick death when I want to die?"

Gu Lengyue lay on the ground, a cold smile playing on her lips.

Ha, this person is truly scum, taking pleasure in making others despair.

Just like that person back then...

So she slowly sat up and looked straight at him.

She wanted to confront that same gaze that had instilled countless terrors in her as well.

However, the fear I had anticipated did not materialize.

Because in those eyes, there was not only the familiar ferocity and ruthlessness, but also a trace of... the same confusion as her.

It turns out he was just like me.

Like myself, I am trapped in fate, powerless to change it.

Especially when his gaze tore through her clothes, she smiled, a beautiful, poignant smile.

They were laughing at his despicable behavior, but also at their own.

But he stopped again, withdrew his hand, stood up, and rambled on and on about a bunch of nonsensical things to her.

But she just felt extremely annoyed; who cares about these things?

hypocritical.

That's utterly hypocritical.

No one in the world is more hypocritical than him.

But when he brought her to Gu Hanfeng's secret room, something seemed to have changed.

To be honest, Gu Hanfeng has always treated her well, probably because of her mother.

Because when he found himself and heard from his own mouth that his mother had died, he seemed even more desperate than he had been.

Therefore, she was always curious about his relationship with her mother.

So she rushed into the dark room and found the letter on the wooden table.

She had stumbled upon this place before, and that was the only time Gu Hanfeng had ever treated her badly.

Before leaving, she saw the letter, and the handwriting on it seemed to be her mother's.

She composed herself and read on carefully. The letter was written in delicate handwriting:

"Senior Brother Gu, how have you been lately?"

Over the years, I believe we have both changed a lot.

I'm sure you already understand that most things in this world are beyond our control.

By the time you receive this letter, I may already be long gone.

Now, I have no more worries, except for one thing that I can't let go of: my daughter, Leng Yue.

I want to entrust her to you because you are the only person I can trust so far.

Although I don't know what your feelings will be when you see her, whether you will feel disgusted by her unclear background, or you will feel pity for her because of our camaraderie.

I have no way of knowing, but I selfishly beg you to accept her existence.

If you are willing to take her in, please treat her well and give her a place to stay.

If you truly despise her, please help her find a kind and good family.

Let's just consider it out of respect for our past relationship.

Finally, I hope you and Leng Yue can both live well.

Judging solely from the content, the letter seems to have ended there.

But there are still ink marks continuing below, like a reply, but more like a casual note written by the author for his own eyes.

"Junior sister, Leng Yue is your child..."

No matter what, I could never hate her.

Actually, as long as you're happy, I won't mind who you're with.

But why did you leave without saying a word?

Why don't you tell your senior brother that you're unhappy?

Junior sister...

You're being childish again, aren't you?

This time, my senior brother won't give in so easily.

The handwriting stopped here, so messy it was almost illegible. It was clear that he had lost control of his emotions when he wrote these words.

But the black writing didn't stop.

The handwriting was much clearer than before, suggesting that it was written months, or even years, later.

"Junior sister, I have finally found a way to revive you."

But ironically, the way you were saved was related to that person.

However, this makes sense.

This road was difficult, and although I suffered many hardships, I never backed down.

As long as I can give you a second chance at life, as long as I can see you again, even if it means being shattered to pieces or suffering eternal damnation, I would be willing and would never give up.

"Just being able to see you is enough..."

Further down, the brushstrokes become clearer and the ink is brighter, as if it had just been written a few days ago.

"In the seventeenth year of Yuan Sui, there is only one year left until the deadline for your resurrection, but everything I have done so far seems to be in vain..."

But as long as I, Gu Hanfeng, have a breath left, I will never stop. Even if it costs me my entire cultivation, even if it exhausts all my energy, I will find him and bring you back to my side. I mean what I say, and I will never break my promise.

After reading the letter, Gu Lengyue was unable to calm down for a long time...

Judging from the delicate handwriting and content at the beginning, it can be determined that this was written by her mother.

At that time, she must have been living with her mother in that dilapidated little mountain village.

That was one of the few times she felt alive.

It turns out that there really is a way to bring Mother back to life.

But now that Gu Hanfeng is dead, he has clearly not kept all his promises.

The deadline mentioned in the letter is fast approaching.

With her current cultivation level, it's simply impossible for her to find the murderer who killed her mother or to gather all the conditions to resurrect her mother.

But she absolutely couldn't let this opportunity slip by; it was her only hope of seeing her mother again.

So, who can help her?

Thinking of this, the girl suddenly raised her head and looked at the back of the man in black.

Yes... he can definitely help her.

Since he was able to kill Gu Hanfeng, he must have enough power to help her...