Warm blood was scattered in the air along her body, her skin was warmed by blood, but she was so cold.

She couldn't move, and her consciousness was a little blurry. Dimly, it was as if a distant voice was heard shouting, "Bihu—"

But she couldn't see who it was.

The already weak body could not support it, and fell like a meteor, slamming into the ground. It's too late to see the last look, and the world at this moment is only constant tinnitus and lingering trembling.

The internal organs in the body were surging, and the throat was fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out.

Is it dying?

She clearly felt that the anger was flowing from her body little by little. Now she is like a fish out of water, and it doesn't take long for her to dry up and dry up until she dies.

The brown pupils gradually dilated, and the mouth opened and closed to breathe. The feeling of dying frightened her - in this life, she had killed countless people and cut the hearts of thousands of people alive, and now, is she going to experience a feeling of despair?

Gradually, she seemed to be unable to hear or see, and when she closed her eyes, the world was silent.

Suddenly, as if someone had been dragging him, a panicked voice appeared in his ears: "You let me go!" Please! Leave me alone!"

She took a breath and opened her eyes suddenly, and it was pitch black all around, except for fearful and trembling begs for mercy.

Eyes that were trying to widen to see clearly, frightened faces emerged in the darkness, crying, running in all directions, and then turning into a bloody corpse.

The faces of all the people, the screams of all the people, and the expressions of her determination when she killed were all very clear.

Slowly, vision seems to return. She saw a woman dressed in aqua green lying on a blood-colored earth, and the person was so familiar. If you look closely, it's her clothes, it's her already distorted face.

It was as if he had broken away from his body and floated in the air, just like that, watching his dry body lying in a pool of blood without a sound.

A bunch of Qingyou Sect disciples ran to her side, and a voice that resounded through the sky shouted, "The demon girl has finally been executed! The world is at peace!"

"No...... No! I'm not going to die, I'm not going to die at all! Damn it's you! You guys!" She shouted vigorously, flying down to try to return to her body, but it was useless, at this time she could only look at her corpse dryly, like a lonely ghost.

She's dead, it's a fact.

Her gaze shifted to a woman in red beside her, her dementor's eyes as if they were about to eat away at the living soul. It's her, it's her! It's her again! Why is it like this every time! Unwilling!

I am unwilling to die like this, and I am unwilling to be betrayed like this! Everything didn't go as planned, it wasn't like that at all!

To change, to go back, to have the right world! No one but him could sway her thoughts, and now was the time to correct everything.

I saw that Bihu's corpse suddenly exuded a strong aura, and after a while, a violent and powerful enchantment was formed, like a red flame, setting off a strong wind, which swept the earth fiercely and hotly.

Floating in the air, she felt her soul burning, and the pain that pierced her bones made her let out a huge wail.

Soon a huge force sucked her into the black hole, and the world turned blinding white.

When she woke up again, she saw nothing but nothingness, surrounded by mist. She pushed it away with her hand, and the fog quickly gathered back together. An inauthentic female voice came from afar, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Floating in the air, she followed along.

"You...... Who is it?"

"Me? Who is it? I don't remember."

"You remember, don't pretend anymore. Would you like to do it again?"

"He betrayed me again."

"Do you want to change?"

"Am I okay?"

"Can you afford the cost?"

「…… I don't have much more to care about."

"Okay, let's start over

。」

The blinding light engulfed her in an instant, and the world quickly twisted. The silhouette of her life quickly regresses around her, and the memory gradually fades, everything returns to its place, everything has always been.

"Who am I? Where am I? Alas, it seems to have forgotten many, many things." The girl's innocent face was reflected in the lake, and she patted her head vigorously, "I'm an adult, how can I not remember anything? It's weird."

After going back in time, Bihu seems to be silly, and everything is very novel. She picked up a puff of water, and suddenly thought of something and jumped up: "Am I called Bihu?"

"Yes, I'm Bihu, I'm going out to find someone who is very nice to me."

Bihu casually stunned a couple, snatched the woman's water-green clothes, tidied them up and walked out of the lakeside.

All the scenes seem to be fast-forwarding, from meeting by the lake, to communicating with each other in Peach Blossom Village, to taking Bihu back to Qingyou at the end of the sword mission, encountering opposition, being targeted by Jiang Caokong and desperately fleeing...... The two broke up, hid, fled, and finally died.

The sword in Cheng Hengchuan's hand crossed Bihu's body every time because of chance.

Resentment is rampant, and time goes back. Over and over again, Bihu woke up by the lake again, and she got up and looked around blankly: "What, sleep?"

The shriveled girl touched her stomach: "Hungry."

It just so happened that a teacher passed by, and she stared at him in a daze.

Bloodthirsty eyes gleamed with turquoise, born of hunting instincts, and their hands rose and fell, trapping the teacher in the enchantment.

Bihu was about to tear open his body to eat, when the teacher suddenly took out a notebook: "Aunt, girl, I am just a poor talent, teaching people everywhere, and the only valuable thing on my body is this "Liao Zhai", if you like it, pick it up."

He was afraid that Bihu would not believe it, so he turned the money bag upside down: "Look, there is nothing in it."

Bihu tilted her head and looked at the script, she didn't understand people, but she was interested in people.

"Teach." She clicked "Liao Zhai".

Although the teacher was so scared that he couldn't stand up, he still taught Bihu to speak and read word by word in order to survive.

As the month passed, Bihu had learned to speak.

"Sir, what is a friend?" She asked innocently with a wink.

"A good friend is someone who can live a nose." So says the teacher.

"One nose, I remember." She muttered and repeated the words, turned her head to touch her stomach, and sniffed the teacher's flesh.

Tsk, although it stinks, it's better than nothing.

Bihu grabbed the teacher's arm: "Sir, thank you for all these days, but I'm so hungry, I'm really sorry......

She smashed the teacher's head flat with a single punch.

Although Mr.'s body is gone, the knowledge remains in Bihu's mind and will never disappear.

She patted the blood on her hand and said with compassion, "I killed someone, I was a villain, but you are immortal, so I am a good person."

As time passed, three familiar faces appeared on the edge of the Green Lake, and they whispered and gagged when they saw the scene of the Bihu eating people, and then followed.

The scene in his mind gradually became familiar, and Linghua had understood what Bihu's reincarnation of death was.

The red light dimmed, and Ding'an Immortal Monarch's face resurfaced in his mind, and he worriedly admonished, "You are the only variable in this backtracking, remember my request. The human heart is difficult to change, the fate is repeated, and all desires and obsessions are constantly repeated in reincarnation.

Only you can change the obsession in Bihu and Cheng Hengchuan's hearts, and it is up to you to end the backtracking and continue the line of their fate."

After saying that, the figure gradually dispersed, and Linghua seized the opportunity to hurriedly ask, "Immortal Monarch, what is my relationship with Bihu?"

"The relationship between the two of you cannot be explained in a few words, if you want to know the truth of the past and lift the fate of reversing time, you can get a glimpse of it." He smiled kindly, and there seemed to be a glimpse of Heng Gu in his smile.

"Be careful."

With that, he waved his left arm as if throwing it, and Linghua heard the wind swishing in his ears

Sound. The figure of Ding'an Xianjun disappeared completely, and Linghua and Henggu opened their eyes at the same time.

They were no longer in Cangwu Mountain, but in a new city, and the two stood blankly on the street, looking at their surroundings.

The wide streets were deserted, the doors of the storefronts were closed, and the air was filled with a strong smell of incense, which caused people to cough.

"Where is this? Where did my dad teleport us?" Henggu rubbed his nose and was about to shout, when he suddenly heard a low chanting voice in the distance.

Almost subconsciously feeling that something was wrong, he pulled Linghua up and entered a shop through the wall, quietly watching a column of monks chanting from a distance.

They were neatly arranged in a row, like chess pieces placed with a ruler, and even the distance between them had been calculated.

The monks chanted as they looked at the shops on both sides of the street, and the leader made a look, and the monk behind him knocked on the door of the opposite shop.

The person inside opened the door tremblingly, and raised his hands above his head: "Hongji Living Buddha is immortal, bless Zhaoyuan to live and work in peace and contentment."

"Hmm." The monk nodded in satisfaction, and then stretched out his hand, "A good relationship with the Buddha depends on the sincerity of the donor."

The man shuddered and took out a plate of meat and put it in the monk's hand: "Living Buddha, there is only so much left."

"If you don't have meat, then take out your child." The monk held out his hand again.

"Living Buddha, my child has already given it to Hongji Living Buddha, and there is really no more."

"Really? But I can already smell it." The monk's face changed suddenly, his fangs fanged like a hellish ghost, and his long black nails poked out of his fingertips and pressed against the businessman's throat.

The monk exuded this bloodthirsty breath: "We are already hungry, take it out!"

A little white boy in the room ran over with clumsy steps: "Dad, I'm going to play with the Living Buddha, and I'm going to wait for me to come back for dinner."

When the monk saw the boy, he swallowed his saliva, grabbed his arm and handed it to the leading monk, and looked back and said, "If you are not sincere in your treatment of the Living Buddha, God will definitely condemn you."

The man looked at the child who had been taken away with tears in his eyes: "Son, son!"

"Snatch other people's children to eat, you are all bad guys!" A blue-blue branch rolled up the boy's body and landed firmly in the hand of the man with the heavy sword on his back.

The woman beside him glared at the apricot eyes, and her green fingers pointed at the monk who had not yet withdrawn the black armor: "As my kindred, you are really despicable to do this!"

The monk touched his head: "You are so lenient, what do we want, what does it have to do with you?"

"I just can't see you hurting a child!" The branches rose again, and in the blink of an eye, they wrapped themselves around the necks of a row of monks, "Today I am your husband, teaching you what to do and what not to do."

The green branches became sharper than the blades, and the rope loops around the neck tightened suddenly, and in an instant several round heads fell from the neck and rolled out of the downhill bones for a long distance.

Cheng Hengchuan hurriedly covered the child's eyes, looked at Bihu with a complicated expression, opened his mouth and said nothing.

Bihu took the boy's hand and jumped off the eaves and handed him to the stunned man: "Your child. Give it back to you, still alive."

The man didn't dare to thank him, so he dragged the child into the house and closed the door tightly.

Bihu blinked inexplicably: "I saved your child, why are you still so scared? It's weird."

Cheng Hengchuan hurriedly pulled her away, and said as he walked, "This place is not suitable for a long time, we have to go back to the foothold and hide it quickly."

"That's right, if Jiang Caokong finds me again, I'll be in trouble." Bihu ran, "I don't know where the three of them are, but I am the only one who said they would go together, and you and I are the only ones left. I still want to write a letter to Linghua."

"It's important to go back to the hideout now, and they'll find it slowly when they're settled." Cheng Hengchuan said and disappeared into the sight of Linghua and Henggu with Bihu.