The improved female villains regained their memories.

Spiritual energy circulated automatically throughout his body, and in a daze, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

The night grew deeper, and all things went to sleep.

In the distance, outside the courtyard, there was the sound of falling leaves.

Standing in the tree, Wen Shihan's face was shrouded in shadow as he looked at Luo Benmo not far away with an inscrutable expression, and gave a fake smile: "It's so late, aren't you asleep yet, sister~"

Luo Benmo looked at her coldly: "If you call me that again, I'll pull out your tongue."

"I'm so scared."

Wen Shihan's smile vanished, his tone turning icy: "It's still uncertain who will pull out whose tongue, you shorty."

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

The two looked at each other and then disappeared from the spot at the same time.

boom!

The air currents rolled and rustled through the surrounding trees.

Xiao Yu stood between the two, blocking Wen Shihan's fist with her left hand and Luo Benmo's foot with her right.

"The two of you."

The woman from Jiangnan sighed helplessly, a hint of sorrow in her beautiful eyes: "It's so late already, can't we talk about it tomorrow?"

Luo Benmo retreated back to his original position, while Wen Shihan did not, and sneered, "You've improved since last time. The seal you placed on me was broken so quickly this time. Is it because you didn't add any Dao traces?"

Xiaoyu looked at her and smiled slightly.

She instantly appeared in countless forms, and before Wen Shihan could even see them clearly, he was knocked unconscious.

Xiao Yu tucked Wen Shihan under her arm like she was carrying cargo, then looked at Luo Benmo and smiled, "Miss Luo, have a good night's sleep, okay?"

My intuition issued a warning, even more severe than the one in Lingquan City.

There's something wrong with this woman.

"it is good."

Luo Benmo nodded in agreement, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and returned to the courtyard.

Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief and took the unconscious Wen Shihan back.

Silent all night.

As the sun rises and the moon sets, a new day begins.

The sunlight shone on the leaves, casting many shadows. By the time Yang Pingsheng woke up, the other three were already up.

Cleansing is a useful and commonly used spell for immortals. Now that Yang Pingsheng has spiritual energy, he also uses it on himself, but he still has the habit of washing his face with well water in the morning.

The cool well water refreshed his mind and made him fully awake.

The spiritual energy of the Earth Spirit Root has been circulating automatically and has now grown stronger. Given time, Yang Pingsheng will definitely be able to enter the Earth Immortal realm. At that time, he can develop a complete killing move, condense immortal artifacts, and then try to return to the Heavenly Immortal realm.

If he could return to the Celestial Realm, many things would become possible, but Yang Pingsheng is worried that reality might not give him that much time.

For some reason, he always felt that the third-generation female villain had returned, or even was right beside him.

Xiaoyu considerately brought him his towel and basin. Yang Pingsheng wiped his face and asked, "Xiaoyu, shall we go to the city for breakfast?"

“Okay, I’ll go with you, young master.” She replied with a smile, her slender fingers smoothing Yang Pingsheng’s hair.

"Today we're going to expand the yard and buy new furniture."

As he spoke, he looked up and saw Luo Benmo standing beside him.

"Does my sister want to come along?"

"Ah."

"Brother, I want to go too!"

Wen Shihan moved closer, and the four of them squeezed into the room, making the space seem a bit small.

The systematically created black cat was woken up. It opened its eyes groggily and found two female villains in the room, almost fainting from fright.

A gaze fell upon them; it was Luo Benmo.

"Meow……"

It cried out weakly, making a cute expression.

Luo Benmo frowned slightly, secretly raised his hand, gathered lightning, and struck the black cat.

"Meow!"

The black cat yelped and darted out the window after being tapped on the bottom.

However, no one paid any attention to it. After washing his face and tidying himself up, Yang Pingsheng went out with the three girls.

Early morning is a good time to sell breakfast. There were fewer guards at the gates of the capital than yesterday, so the four of them easily slipped in and found a breakfast stall to eat at.

"Four bowls of wontons."

"okay!"

The roadside was bustling with people; many had already arrived at the market early in the morning. The stalls they chose were right at the intersection, and one could feel the vibrant local atmosphere at any time.

"The wontons for you."

The wontons arrived, and Xiaoyu picked up her bowl and spoon first, taking small bites. Luo Benmo, as always, looked at Yang Pingsheng and opened his mouth: "Ah..."

Before Yang Pingsheng could even pick up a spoon, Wen Shihan, who was standing to the side, started to move.

"Here, let me feed you."

The wontons, coated with chili peppers, were fed to Luo Benmo by Wen Shihan.

Caught off guard, Luo Benmo was almost stunned. His face turned bright red, and tears welled up in his eyes, about to fall.

Spiritual energy can ward off all evil, but it can't dispel the spiciness in my mouth. Luo Benmo looked at Wen Shihan with teary eyes, and said with a somewhat ferocious expression:

Fuck your mother.

Chapter Forty-Four: Bad Woman

"Ah... I didn't know my sister couldn't eat spicy food. It's all my fault. My sister must be very angry that she scolded me like that. It's all my fault. I can't even do such a small thing right."

Wen Shihan whimpered as she leaned against Yang Pingsheng.

Luo Benmo drank Yang Pingsheng's water, looking at her with a cold face.

Luo Benmo is afraid of pain, the dark, and spicy food. Now that one of her weaknesses has been discovered, she can't keep her.

"That bitch is just lying to her brother," Luo Benmo thought, his dark eyes growing even deeper.

"Stop fooling around, Xiaohan, hurry up and eat."

Yang Pingsheng was a little tired, so he could only urge Wen Shihan to eat quickly and keep an eye on her, telling her not to do anything else.

Fortunately, everyone quieted down after that. Wen Shihan ate by himself, Luo Benmo ate with a spoon by himself, and as for Xiaoyu, she had already finished eating and was sitting there obediently waiting.

Those watery eyes were clean and clear, and when they looked at Yang Pingsheng, only tenderness remained.

The hustle and bustle of the world seemed irrelevant to her; she only had eyes for Yang Pingsheng.

When Yang Pingsheng looked up, he met her gaze, remained silent, and then lowered his head again to eat his wontons.

As the sun rose and the sky brightened, the four of them took a walk in the city after finishing their meal, intending to buy some supplies.

There were more people sweeping the streets. Xiaoyu tugged at his sleeve, saying she wanted to go for a walk nearby by herself. Yang Pingsheng arranged a meeting place and time with her, gave her some money, and watched her leave.

Not long after Xiaoyu left, Wen Shihan raised his hand with a smile: "Brother, I also want to go for a walk around the neighborhood by myself."

Yang Pingsheng thought about it and agreed, saying it would be good to let her wander around on her own, especially since Wen Shihan was at the Heavenly Immortal Realm level and wouldn't encounter any danger.

Thinking this, he said, "Then take care of yourself."

Wen Shihan nodded and reached out his hand with a grin.

Yang Pingsheng asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Give me the money."

How much do you want for Lesser Cold?

"Hmm... give me a thousand taels first."

A few taels of silver would be enough for an ordinary family to live on for a while.

Yang Pingsheng sighed and took out a silver note, placing it in Wen Shihan's hand.

Anyway, it's all given by the system, so he's not short of money; he has plenty.

Wen Shihan also left, leaving only Luo Benmo. However, after walking for a while, Luo Benmo suddenly stopped.

"I'd also like to take a walk around the neighborhood."

"...Does your sister need money too?"

"want."

"it is good."

Yang Pingsheng reached for his money, but Luo Benmo interrupted, "I want 30,000."

This is getting more and more outrageous.

Yang Pingsheng looked at Luo Benmo with a wry smile: "What does Sister want to buy with so much money?"

Thirty thousand is enough to buy a house on the outskirts of Beijing.

Luo Benmo looked at him: "Is that not allowed?"

"It's not that it's impossible."

He was just curious; Luo Benmo wasn't the type of person who liked to spend money on things.

Yang Pingsheng took out a few silver notes, placed them in Luo Benmo's hand, and patted her head with a smile: "Take them, sister."

Luo Benmo didn't move, his eyes fixed on him.

Many years ago, on New Year's Eve, a little boy who wasn't even as tall as her looked at the poor people across the river and asked her with an expressionless face, "Sister, can you give me some money?"