These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Sure enough, he didn't want to die at all; he was just saying it to put on an act.

Wei Tu was slightly surprised by the other party's attitude.

"What do you mean by ruthless? I made it very clear from the beginning. If you act normally, I won't do anything to you. You brought this on yourself."

Ran Xinxue struggled relentlessly, her wrists and ankles chafed raw by the ropes, a shocking sight.

"How could you do this... I'm already in this state and you still want to kill me? Wei Tu, do you have no heart at all? How could you bear to kill me!"

Wei Tu was stunned.

"What does it have to do with whether I have feelings or not? You don't actually think I'm messing with you because I like you, do you?"

"Who wants you to like me! Get lost! You bastard! Who wants you to like me!"

The newly fallen snow was still wriggling, and the ropes rubbing against the beams made a jarring sound.

Wei Tu was infuriated by this woman's capricious attitude.

"Are you sick?!"

Ran Xinxue shouted at Wei Tu.

"I'm sick! What's it to you? You can kill me and I'll haunt you as a ghost! You'll suffer a fate worse than death! You bastard! You stinking, filthy dog! Get out! Get out!!"

Wei Tu took a deep breath and sneered.

"Fine, you're smelly and filthy, aren't you? Okay, let's see how you'll properly serve this smelly and filthy dog ​​of a man."

Wei Tu walked towards Ran Xinxue until he stopped in front of her.

Then he unbuttoned his pants.

Before Ran Xinxue could react, he untied the rope from her hair, grabbed her black hair, and pressed it down hard!

64 My Lord~

"Cough cough cough cough...!"

Thick coughs echoed through the Baoguang Hall.

It's not that Ran Xinxue suddenly developed a smoky voice, it's just... it's really uncomfortable when something gets stuck in your throat.

The worst part is that this bastard made him swallow it all...

Wei Tu felt he had gone too far when he saw the woman with her head down, looking as if she had lost her soul.

It wasn't that he was too harsh on this woman; after all, if he had let her accomplish that back then, he would be the one who is now dead and without a burial place.

There's nothing to regret; she deserves it all.

What I regret is that, because of this situation, my desires became uncontrollable.

In a fit of anger, he actually did such a thing... Although he didn't break his body, he was still momentarily controlled by desire.

It's all because of this woman.

He felt a pang of guilt, realizing he shouldn't have been so easily seduced by this woman...

At this moment, Ran Xinxue was distraught, as if she had lost her soul. Her hair was disheveled, and even her enchanting face was covered with a mixture of tears and saliva.

The situation was getting out of control.

But we still have to clean it up.

Wei Tu silently untied the rope.

Ran Xinxue slumped to the ground, not looking up, just adjusting her breathing, silently staring at the floor. Wei Tu couldn't see her eyes, so naturally he wouldn't know what she was thinking.

Wei Tu felt that his best choice was to play the role of a cold and ruthless master, turn around and leave, leaving this disheveled woman like a lump of mud behind with a cold smile.

But her silence and her previous words made Wei Tu feel uneasy again.

Finally, Wei Tu squatted down in front of her, looking at her face covered by messy hair.

"Your wrist and ankle are bleeding, but it's not too serious. Apply some wound medicine and they should be almost healed in a day or two."

"..."

Ran Xinxue looked up at Wei Tu.

Those empty, lifeless eyes seemed to hold nothing, as if their souls had been hollowed out, completely emptied.

Wei Tu frowned.

"Can't you speak anymore?"

"What's there to say?"

Ran Xinxue stared coldly at Wei Tu.

It was as if she had become an emotionless puppet, as if this scene foreshadowed the woman's future life, which would be like that of a walking corpse.

Wei Tu had no intention of feeling any sympathy for this woman, because she always took advantage of him.

Wei Tu calmed down, perhaps because he had entered a state of enlightenment.

"Your current situation is much better than the worst possible outcome you could suffer. Don't act like you've really been wronged."

Ran Xinxue looked coldly at Wei Tu, then laughed.

Tears streamed down her face from laughing, and her hair flew wildly in disarray.

"Hehehe... Since I arrived at Yuanjian Sect, I haven't encountered a single good thing, not one! Whether it's you or Ruoyuan, all you want me to do is do what I'm told to do. You only care about what I do, but not one of you has ever asked if I wanted to do it, or why I wanted to do it. You only think that what kind of person I am because of what I did, but is this what I did willingly? Is this what I wanted? This wasn't even a choice I could make!!"

Wei Tu frowned.

"But if you had succeeded, you would probably be saying something completely different now."

"Yes, I'll put on the face you fear most and torture you the way you tortured me, is that what you're thinking? But do you really think Ruoyuan will let me go after she's done this and succeeded completely? Will she?! I've long been prepared to die! I keep seeking opportunities to change the situation, but I can't. I can only watch like a puppet as her decisions happen one by one, and my fate is unchangeable!!"

"If that's the case, why do it at all?"

"Why don't you ask the countless bad people in this world why they do bad things? Is it because they were born wanting to? Or because they had no other choice? Wei Tu, I will hate you for the rest of my life, I hate you to death!!"

Faced with the roar and madness of the newly fallen snow.

Wei Tu did not soften his heart; he simply said calmly.

"Everyone eventually reaps the rewards after hardship."

"After suffering comes happiness? Some people suffer their whole lives and then die. Does everyone in this world experience a turn for the better? Would you believe such a thing yourself?"

"Don't say that."

Wei Tu shook his head, indicating that he did not want to discuss these issues with her.

Because from the beginning, Wei Tu wasn't incapable of thinking about it, but he simply didn't want to, nor did he need to.

If forgiveness could be so easily granted simply because of personal difficulties, then there would be no hatred, nor good or evil in this world.

Perhaps everyone is both righteous and evil; there is no absolute justice or evil. But there always needs to be a definition. What should be used as the definition?

What was done, and what were the results?

This is the only basis for determining how the other group will treat them.

Perhaps Ran Xinxue still can't understand, but Wei Tu understands very well because Wei Tu has already experienced it.

Ran Xinxue suddenly lost her cold laugh and lowered her head, sobbing softly.

Tears soaked a large area of ​​the floor.

Wei Tu lifted the woman from the ground into his arms and then stood up.

"Let me go...!"

Ran Xinxue was almost gritting her teeth.

Wei Tu ignored her actions and led the woman to her attic under the cover of night.

Ran Xinxue was placed on the bed.

Ran Xinxue looked at Wei Tu warily, thinking that the young man felt that humiliating her was not enough and finally couldn't help but violate her.

But she couldn't say anything more, like a resigned puppet, simply waiting for her fate to arrive.

Wei Tu did not do what she wanted; after placing her on the bed, he turned and left the room.

Ran Xinxue thought the other person had left and was somewhat confused about what he was doing.

Was it merely to bring herself back so that someone else wouldn't suddenly break into the Baoguang Hall?

Ran Xinxue was unaware of this; she simply sat blankly on the bed, lost in thought.

It felt as if my body had lost all its strength, leaving me no room even for grief.

When the door opened again, Ran Xinxue stared blankly at the doorway and saw the boy, who had returned, walking towards her with a damp, steaming towel in his hand.

Ran Xinxue stared blankly at him. Wei Tu casually sat down beside her. At this moment, Ran Xinxue seemed to have even forgotten her fear, and just sat there.

Wei Tu took her hand and then used a warm towel to wipe her blood-stained wrist.

"hiss……"

Although Ran Xinxue was determined not to react, she couldn't help but groan softly because of the stinging sensation.

But the other person didn't seem to want to laugh at him; he just kept wiping, and then wiped his other hand.

At this point, Ran Xinxue could control her voice.

Although it still hurt, she didn't make any embarrassing noises, even though she gritted her teeth and her eyebrows twitched.

The boy remained silent, and the two remained silent together.

It wasn't until Wei Tu went out again and came back with a different towel that he sat down and said to Ran Xinxue.

"Stretch your legs over here."

It would have been better if the other party hadn't said anything, because once he did, Ran Xinxue didn't want to do what he said. Not only did she pull her legs together, but she also said coldly, "I don't need your pretense."

Wei Tu didn't bother to waste words with Ran Xinxue and simply reached out and pulled Ran Xinxue's leg over.

The young and beautiful sect leader hadn't expected the boy to be so resolute, so much so that she hadn't even had time to react when he was dragged over.