After I was reborn, I became a top player in the cultivation world

Meng Jiu couldn't help but be speechless.

This relic wasn't half black when it was first formed?

This thought had just passed through her head, and when Fu Ruo reached out to touch the relic, her appearance suddenly changed!

The woman's tears fell on the relic, and Meng Jiu felt the overwhelming malice emanating from Fu Ruo's delicate body.

"How could there be such deep hatred in her..."

Spiritual power and resentment were intertwined and deeply penetrated into the relic.

"It's not just her hatred."

Xie Fan grabbed a wisp of black energy in the air and slid it up to Meng Shijiu, "Take a closer look, there is also Fan's hatred here. He has committed a crime after all."

Only then did Meng Jiu realize that Fu Ruo's story was actually incomplete. She had gone through too many hardships of being driven out of the town and regaining her footing.

And all of this was actually seen by Liao Fan.

From Liao Fan's perspective, those memories were all gloomy, and the only touch of color was when Fu Ruo smiled.

But that smile was forever frozen in the day Fu Ruo left town.

It turned out that she actually disfigured herself and left amidst everyone's condemnation. From that day on, the only color in Fan's eyes was the blood-red color of the wound on her face...

He transformed Fu Ruo, rescued her from the world of Lanyuan, and stopped her from being entangled in the mortal world, but the world refused to let Fu Ruo go.

Liao Fan's unresolved dilemma became a knot, weighing on his heart day and night, until he too fell deeply into it, was despised by others, and lived alone in a small wooden house, waiting for the last moment.

This knot remained unsolved until the moment of death.

Meng Shijiu's gaze passed over Fu Ruo's face, and sure enough, an extremely ugly scar gradually appeared.

The blood and tears were intertwined, making it look particularly tragic.

...It's such a sad story.

"But it's not completely dark yet." Meng Jiujiu wanted to reach out and touch the relic. "Why did it end up like what Fu Ruo's hand looked like later?"

Her fingertips touched the black mass, and indeed it triggered the crazy surge of black energy just like when she was outside.

The surrounding scene changed back to the town where Fu Ruo was born.

The wound on Fu Ruo's face has not healed yet. She is dressed in red and looks like a female ghost who has returned from purgatory. She is holding the half-black and half-white relic in her arms. One by one, she is carrying the people who once ruined their reputations.

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Wherever she went, she wiped out a family and created a huge karma of killing.

He went straight to the monk who drove Fan out of the temple. The little monk who was afraid of death exchanged his life with a reminder. If Fu Ruo still wants to see Fan again, he must take this Hunyuan relic to the underworld to find him.

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This is how Fu Ruo came to the underworld alone to guard the relic. However, the relic was stained with too much resentment on her part, and she stayed in the underworld for many years before it became what it is now.

"I have created so much murderous karma, so he naturally refuses to see me, but he has never been reincarnated. I asked someone to check for him for a long time, but there is no trace of him. Have you... ever seen him?"

The painful and distant memories finally faded, and Fu Ruo appeared in front of Meng Shijiu and Xie Fan again.

The way she looked at Xie Fan changed again. Perhaps she saw that Fan looked a bit like him in her memories. Meng Jiu quickly stopped in front of Xie Fan and said, "I haven't seen him before!"

Fu Ruo raised his eyebrows, "That's a pity. Since no one has seen him, I will stay here and turn to ashes together with this relic. I will never let anyone touch it."

Meng Shijiu had no intention of using force, and the beauty looked like a human or a ghost in her true form. The resentment and spiritual power contained in the relic were very unpredictable, so it was difficult to take action at the moment.

She was blocked for a moment, but she saw Xie Fan leaning out beside her. The light of 'Long Che' flashed across Fu Ruo's neck, and he lifted up lightly and knocked the relic to the ground.

Meng Jiujiu was so startled that he jumped up to pick it up, but was grabbed by Xie Fan.

"If Liao Fan is reincarnated, the spiritual power on this relic will no longer exist. He will definitely still be watching Fu Ruo nearby."

Meng Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood that Xie Fan wanted to provoke Fan to come out and meet Fu Ruo.

But Liao Fan is not a fool? How could he be so easily fooled?

And... can they easily subdue this stunning beauty?

The sound of the relic falling to the ground seemed to hit Fu Ruo's heart, and her whole body became extremely restless. The scars on her face could not be hidden immediately, and the black hair showed a silvery white background.

Now that the matter is over, let’s fight!

Meng Jiujiu no longer hesitated and immediately sacrificed the 'Ghost Queen' and went towards Fu Ruo, but Fu Ruo was not afraid at all. She only saw her slowly picking up the relic, and the pressure on her body instantly overwhelmed the 'Ghost Queen'.

'It trembled slightly.

Such a terrifying power that even the Patriarch can’t suppress demon slayers!

Meng Jiujiu did not retreat but advanced, using the aura around him to activate the 'Ghost Queen' to the extreme. In a moment, a sword formation was created and Fu Ruo's figure was trapped in it.

The coercion exuded by Fu Ruo has not had any impact on Xie Fan.

He held the sword in his backhand and pointed it at the relic. The two of them cooperated seamlessly, with the intention of completely destroying it.

Fu Ruo didn't care about the sword formation under his feet, which tore his flesh and skin apart and stepped out step by step, guarding the relic and refusing to let go.

Just as the three parties were entangled, an ethereal and leisurely voice came from all around.

——"Fu Ruo, it's time to let go."

When Fu Ruo heard the sound, his body froze, and he turned around after a while to find the source of the sound.

"It's been so long and you're still willing to come out to see me? How can you be willing to let me go if I ask you to?"

The one who spoke out was the one she had been searching for for so long.

Meng Jiujiu took a breath. This eminent monk should have been very powerful when he was alive, but what appeared in front of him now was not a wandering soul wandering in the world, but just a piece of his consciousness.

But this piece of consciousness was able to stay with Fu Ruo for such a long time and even appear in front of others.

However, in Fu Ruo's eyes, Liao Fan was just a voice without any form visible to the naked eye, which made Fu Ruo, who was already in pain, even more embarrassed.

Her voice became shrill and sad, "Why, why can even others see you, but I can never see you!"

"Are you so unwilling to see me?"