The improved female villains regained their memories.

She wanted to learn everything about him.

She wanted him to look at her, to watch her become him, to become someone exactly like him.

If I can't have him, then I'll become him.

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Xu Anlu had long ago noticed the monster lurking in her sister's heart.

Behind those eyes, so identical to her own, lay the same twisted dreams, the same dark whispers. It was because of this that she could perfectly disguise herself, patiently waiting for her foolish sister to be the first to raise the knife and eliminate those who stood in her way.

pity.

In the end, the girl didn't dare to make a move.

Perhaps they sensed the trap, or perhaps they were unusually clever for once.

It's okay, she still has a chance.

Her face always put people at ease. High-ranking officials, classmates from the academy, and even beggars on the street were all willing to go through fire and water for her. In this era of moral decay, she still managed to gather a group of loyal followers.

She, Xu Anlu, is such a charming person.

She has made up her mind.

Find the right time, find a plausible reason, and send those classmates, those dear friends whom she tore to pieces in her dreams, one by one, to hell.

She knew this was something that person didn't want to see.

But so what?

She wanted to learn from him, become him, transform into him, and then do things against him.

So she will do it, she will do it that way, she will make them die, and then make herself die. Only when hypocritical people like them die will this false world usher in true peace.

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Lobenmo and her adventure team returned alive.

Xu Anlu was in a bad mood after returning from the celebration banquet. She glanced at Xu Anyin, who was fast asleep on the bed next to her, and got up and went out.

They sent assassins to infiltrate the adventure team and cause trouble for Luo Benmo, while allowing Xu Anyin to kill Wen Shihan.

Is this really something a born king should do?

The night breeze carried ethereal whispers, like another version of myself murmuring in your ear: You should be a wise crown prince, a good elder sister, diligent in governing and loving the people, awaiting Xu Weibang's abdication, and becoming an empress revered by all...

But deep inside, a voice was laughing maniacally:

At this point, do these things still matter?

Xu Anlu couldn't tell which voice was her true self, but now, whether it was the demon or the king, it didn't seem to matter much at this moment.

Since that Great Dao mark had already distorted her soul and body into an unfamiliar form, and since that person, whose name she couldn't even remember, continued to torment her mind like a persistent, malignant infection...

That's settled then.

She would become his vessel, allowing him to live on in this twisted way. She was his coffin, his tomb, and his reincarnation.

Whether it was love or hate, those hazy memories of the past are no longer important.

Doesn't he want this world? Fine, then she'll protect this world and wipe out all these twisted monsters.

Xu Anlu's steps suddenly froze.

The bluestone slabs in the front yard were shrouded in night mist, like flowing milk.

In that hazy distance, a petite figure stood quietly, her long, silvery-white hair glistening with dew, gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Luo Benmo.

Those eyes, usually brimming with smiles, now reflected a chilling murderous intent.

Xu Anlu knew that when Luo Benmo returned, she would definitely be unable to hide it anymore. The little dwarf had discovered everything, but for some reason, she didn't expose him. Instead, she waited for her here.

Is he trying to maintain a superficial relationship while secretly killing himself?

Haha, that's great, because that's what she thinks too.

She stretched out her hand, struck a pose, and smiled:

"Then let's do it. I hope to finish this quickly. By the time the sun rises, the outcome of our battle will be decided."

She saw a rare moment of confusion in Luo Benmo's eyes.

"Why......"

She asked:

"Weren't we classmates? Weren't we good friends? Back in the academy, we swore under the moon to help each other. Why did you attack me? Why did you do that...?"

Xu Anlu's pupils suddenly contracted.

next moment--

"Pfft... Hahahaha!"

She suddenly arched her back, laughing so hard her stomach ached. Large tears rolled down her cheeks, reflecting an eerie luster in the moonlight.

"Luo Benmo... Ahahaha... Luo Benmo!"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

She looked up abruptly, a sickly confusion appearing on her tear-streaked face:

"strangeness......"

"That certainly sounds like something you would say."

He pressed his fingertips against his temples, as if suppressing some kind of tearing pain.

"But why...?"

"But that twisted voice inside me said..."

Isn't that something you should be saying?

The maniacal laughter erupted again.

So that's how it is! She had thought that Luo Benmo had also had those dreams and remembered that existence that had been erased from the world.

No, there isn't!

This idiot actually forgot!

I forgot the vow I made to him!

I forgot my promise to him!

I've completely forgotten about it!

Xu Anlu laughed loudly:

"Actually, at the beginning, I was also very confused. I couldn't even tell if this world was real, but I could never remember that person or the past."

"It's contradictory, isn't it? Logically speaking, if you've forgotten, you should forget completely like you. But my nature, my essence, my distorted soul have etched these things into my memory, so I'm sure they exist, and I'm sure my doubts are correct."

“Luo Benmo, I admit that I have fallen.”

"But I like my depravity. When the great way is abandoned, there is benevolence and righteousness; when wisdom arises, there is great hypocrisy; when the country is in chaos, there is a loyal ruler. In such a perfect new world, there is no need for a king like me."

“I am a fallen one, a fallen one who chases after the old things.”

"That's why I went from being a king to an ordinary person."

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A punch imbued with the essence of the Great Dao was thrown.

In this world where spiritual energy is gradually dissipating, the traces of the Great Dao are something beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

From Luo Benmo's perspective, it was just an ordinary punch, but her innate sixth sense gave her a frantic warning, allowing her to dodge it.

She awkwardly rolled over to dodge, and said, "Why did you do this, Xu Anlu? I just want to know why."

She still couldn't believe that the person who planted a traitor in the adventure team and almost killed her was now the one who wanted to kill her.

Xu Anlu tilted her head, a twisted smile on her face, and punched her again:

"Because rotten people like us have to die, Luo Benmo."

Do I look a little like you now?

To realize your ideals, you abandoned all your loved ones. Luo Benmo is my good friend, and Xu Anyin is my sister. To realize my own ideas, I also abandoned them.

Now, have I become a little more like you?

From the soul, from the heart, from the thoughts, from the essence...

Have I become more like you?

A surge of spiritual energy erupted, and the thin spiritual energy in the air suddenly condensed, lingering around Luo Benmo.

Although Xu Anlu possessed traces of the Great Dao, she was still a physical body. Under the bombardment of spiritual energy, she instantly became covered in blood.

Blood floated in the sky and turned into snow.

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"Grand Tutor!"

Her eyes widened suddenly.

She saw snow.

So much snow.

Pure white, cold, and blanketing snow.

She saw the little girl running towards the person in the snow.

The person was still as blurry as in the dream, their appearance unclear and their name unrecognizable.

Even so, she smiled happily.

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She was his most prized student.