The improved female villains regained their memories.

The first taste is so intense, I wish I could kill you.

The second flavor: I can't kiss you.

The third ingredient is a single tear.

The fourth flavor is jealousy, which is brewing everywhere.

The fifth flavor is the taste of the last blissful moment.

The sixth flavor, should not have been born with you.

The seventh flavor is the clarity of something inhuman.

The eighth flavor is the worldly glory that I both crave and loathe.

The ninth ingredient is the fundamental element that created the world, yet it represents the eternally separated heaven and earth.

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Yang Pingsheng asked Ye Buxin, "I'm leaving."

Ye Buxin countered Yang Pingsheng's question: "Why did you leave?"

Yang Pingsheng said, "The villains have regained their memories and gone to find their original bodies. I think my mission is complete, so I can leave now."

Ye Buxin exclaimed, looking displeased: "If you leave, won't there be no one to play with me?"

Yang Pingsheng looked at her with surprise: "Weren't you also created by Ye Buxin to deal with me? You've really gotten into character?"

Ye Buxin stared at him wide-eyed: "How did you find out?"

Yang Pingsheng's eyes widened: "Why do you think I can't find out? I also inherited the original body's memories, okay?"

The two incarnations who were playing chess in the pavilion fell silent at the same time.

The game between the two was at a critical juncture, and Ye Buxin's avatar probably didn't have much intelligence, so the outcome was already decided. Taking advantage of the situation, she overturned the chessboard and threw a tantrum: "No, you're not allowed to leave. It's too boring here. If you leave, the real body will destroy me."

Yang Pingsheng looked at her in surprise: "What's wrong with that? Aren't you just your original self? Just eliminate it."

Ye Buxin cried out, "No, no, I don't want to be destroyed! I don't want to be destroyed!"

"What's it to me?"

"Don't go!"

The two started playfully fighting.

On the edge of the cliff, the real Ye Buxin gazed at the ever-changing sea of ​​clouds, while behind him came the sounds of playful banter from the pavilion.

Again.

She couldn't remember how many times this had happened. The very foundation of this world had no sun or moon, no changing seasons.

She had long since become one with this world, unable to leave, and unable to see the outside world at all.

Heaven and earth are not in harmony, the sun and moon cannot meet, humph, that's really true.

"So I guessed right after all. In a place like this, a place of pure yang, a place that forms part of the world..."

The pure air rises, so Ye Buxin can only ever be in the heavens.

The foul air sinks, so Yang Pingsheng will always be confined to the ground.

Each becomes a part of the world, corresponding to each other from afar, never to meet again.

That's a really long sentence.

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The weight of life is so clear at this moment. Those fervent, surging, and reckless obsessions have ultimately turned into unpredictable ripples in the long river of fate.

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if.......

During this long period of time, she had ample time to make this assumption.

If she hadn't chosen this path.

If she hadn't attacked Fusu.

If she hadn't used the Fate Chess.

If she hadn't killed Zhou Jinyu.

if.......

So many "what ifs"! How come I never noticed before that she made so many choices?

So many choices, so many secluded spots.

Together, they brought them to their current predicament.

If she could go back in time, how would she view all of that?

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Will it mean letting go of everything?

Will we continue to tolerate it?

Is it a case of not competing in order to compete?

She saw another timeline, where she let go of everything and created another small world with Yang Pingsheng in Taixu.

A small world that belongs to them.

With a sigh from Taixu, everything vanished, and they too stepped into eternity.

It's going to end up in a similar way to what we have now.

If you approach it with that mindset, you might not regret it so much.

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Anyway, we'll all be stepping into eternity together.

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To be honest, I don't regret it that much.

If we're talking about winning or losing, she has to admit that she lost.

The moment you begin to pursue love, you've already lost.

Monsters are still more extreme than humans; they want the best of everything, the highest position, and the most sublime emotions. But when did those emotions begin to decay? Like candied fruit left out for too long, quietly moldy in the years when no one cares.

But so what? Whether it's sweet or bitter, it's all the most authentic taste in Ye Buxin's heart.

She destroyed all possibilities of mediocrity, leaving only the most fervent emotions burning on the ruins. Even now, forever banished to this desolate, cloud-top paradise, she still maintains an elegant smile.

The monster destroyed everything, leaving only the sublime.

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A long and endless prison.

If there's a female villain, then Ye Buxin naturally has one too.

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I thought you would be a little emotional.

A voice sounded behind me.

Is it still an avatar? Ye Buxin couldn't remember the time anymore. Yang Pingsheng had sent many avatars to harass her, and in return, she had created many avatars. So, is the one that's popping up now still an avatar? It's actually quite simple to tell. Ye Buxin only needs to turn her head slightly and take a look, and she'll know.

Although they are essentially the same, she can still recognize the real person at a glance.

With a slight glance back, the young man wore a dark black robe, with sword and saber patterns embroidered in gold thread faintly visible in the background.

Ye Buxin's lips curled up slightly, but she quickly suppressed it.

It is the entity itself.

She turned around and gazed at the sea of ​​clouds for a long time before speaking: "I really thought that heaven and earth were not in harmony, and that the two worlds could not meet."

"I am the incarnation."

"Really? Me too."

Yang Pingsheng knew he couldn't fool him. After all, Ye Buxin's true nature was clear. As long as he wasn't destroyed, Ye Buxin would always be able to see through Yang Pingsheng at a glance.

So he went up to her, sat down next to her, and watched the sea of ​​clouds with her.

"Really, you didn't feel any emotional fluctuation at all?"

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Of course I don't expect you to regret it or be in pain, but at least seeing me should make you feel a little bit emotional."

"some."

Unusual ripples suddenly surged from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. A mountain breeze swept by, carrying the whispered secrets of the leaves. In this gentle murmur, he heard her say:

"Naturally there is."

Her voice was as soft as a falling feather, "I'm so glad you came. This proves..."

She finally turned her head, her eyes reflecting the sunlight:

"The so-called eternal separation is just that we don't want to see each other enough."

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That was indeed a long time ago.

Yang Pingsheng learned of Ye Buxin's fate from Fusu, and returned with a heavy heart.

He invited Ye Buxin to take a night tour of the capital, and Ye Buxin agreed. At that time, she was focused on her own affairs and did not notice Yang Pingsheng's thoughts.

The two of them stood on the top of the tallest building, looking towards the royal palace, with the stars right above them.

With overwhelming momentum, under the gaze of the stars, he asked:

"Bu Xin, you'll always be the one with the sword, won't you?"

Did she suppress her ambitions and become the supporting one?