Zhao Zhao was momentarily stunned. Looking at Song Yao, she didn't know how to react for a moment. She never expected her cousin to be the first one to arrive.
In that brief moment of distraction, Yu Chu suddenly produced a dagger in her hand and stabbed straight at Zhao Zhao's heart.
"Watch out!" Song Yao had been keeping a close eye on the other side all the time. Seeing Yu Chu's move, her body reacted faster than her mind. The talisman in her hand flew out and knocked the dagger out of Yu Chu's hand.
Seeing this, Zhao Zhao quickly struck Yu Chu on the chest with one palm, sending her flying several meters away. Yu Chu lay on the ground, gasping painfully.
The two ghosts behind her saw their daughter injured and angrily wanted to rush forward to avenge her, but were firmly held back by Yu Chu: "Don't go! You're not her match, Mom and Dad. Please don't go..."
Hearing her daughter's pleading, the ghosts reluctantly calmed down. He Chu's soul gently embraced his daughter in a virtual hug.
"Who are you?" Song Yao's face was very pale after she reflexively took action just now. Staring warily at Zhao Zhao's strange appearance, she was on high alert.
Zhao Zhao was frozen in place by this question. She even found it difficult to open her mouth to speak.
She touched the twig on her head and looked at the vines growing on her wrist. Her cousin was asking who she was...
Grief and sadness welled up in her heart. She stood there, stubbornly staring at Song Yao with her eyes wide open.
Even though she could understand, she just couldn't help feeling sad. At this moment, Zhao Zhao was so vulnerable, stabbed by Song Yao's strange and guarded look. She was completely at a loss.
Song Yao looked into those one - green and one - red eyes, tightened her grip on the bow, gritted her teeth, raised the bow and aimed at Zhao Zhao. She angrily questioned, "What kind of monster are you? Why are you pretending to be my sister? Where is she?!"
These words of concern were like knives, slowly cutting at Zhao Zhao's heart. She looked at Song Yao, closed her eyes, and silently murmured "Sorry" in her heart.
When she opened her eyes again, Zhao Zhao had flashed in front of Song Yao. She snatched the bow and arrow from Song Yao's hand, and there was a glistening wetness in her eyes.
The next moment, Song Yao slumped into Zhao Zhao's arms.
Zhao Zhao gently laid the unconscious Song Yao on the ground covered with vines. Warm tears fell and landed on Song Yao's hand.
A spiritual light flashed on her hand. Zhao Zhao gently swept across Song Yao's forehead inch by inch. She erased Song Yao's memories.
"You erased her memories. In fact, you're not confident in yourself, are you?" Yu Chu gasped as she looked at Zhao Zhao. There was the familiar gentleness in her eyes again. "You're not confident in your time together in the past few months. And it seems that's really the case."
The pain in her heart was getting more and more severe. The memories that suddenly flooded into her mind made Zhao Zhao feel extremely painful. The green in that eye was gradually being replaced by blood - red.
Zhao Zhao endured the pain and squatted down to look at Yu Chu. Her eyes became colder and colder: "Tell me, where are those saplings you mentioned? What exactly is going on with the vines on your left hand?"
"You've really changed. You're nothing like you used to be." Yu Chu spat out a mouthful of blood and forced a smile: "Is it because you've remembered something? Or are you gradually regaining the power from your memories?"
More things emerged in her mind after Yu Chu's words. In the memory, a figure broke off a twig. She said to another person, "Bury it in the soil. From now on, there will be no more diseases in your tribe. Consider this as my gratitude to you."
What was she grateful for? Zhao Zhao didn't know.
That figure flashed by and then instantly turned into a figure in silver armor. He said, "Little Tree, you seem to have grown a bit taller."
His voice was so familiar. Who on earth was he?
The scene flashed again. In a thunderstorm, someone was struck down by lightning and was on the verge of death, but stubbornly got up again and again. She propped herself up on the muddy ground and unwillingly repeated, "I didn't do anything wrong. I don't want to die... It's not my fault..."
These memories were chaotic and disordered, making Zhao Zhao's heart feel like there was a hole. The cold wind rushed in desperately, as if trying to take her life.
"Shut up!" She impatiently told Yu Chu to stop talking.
Her sanity was gradually slipping away. The green in her pupils was finally completely covered by blood - red.
Yu Chu's hand moved away from Zhao Zhao's heart, and the fragment that Zhao Zhao had seen before disappeared.
Without the fragment, the vines on her left arm began to wither and finally slowly disappeared. Her body gradually became transparent.
Yu Chu slumped weakly to the ground, silently shedding tears as she looked at Chen Jin's body not far away.
He wouldn't come. Chen Jin would never come again. Even though she had used all her strength to summon his soul, Chen Jin's soul would not appear.
She didn't dare to think about why. She just cried. Her finger drew three little figures on the ground. After a long time, she struggled to add one more.
Ah Jin, in the next life, don't be a member of the Chen family again.
But in fact, she knew better than anyone that Chen Jin wouldn't have a next life.
Yu Chu closed her eyes forever. She finally died in the "arms" of her parents.
"Tsk tsk, really disobedient. You lost both your wife and your troops, and you couldn't even get back that broken heart." In the darkness, someone was secretly peeping at all this. There was annoyance and unwillingness in his tone.
He walked out from behind the tree. His eyes fell on the souls of Yu Chu's parents. A malicious smile curled up on his lips. Well, let these two things cause some trouble for her.
However, before he could make a move, a sword blade was placed across his neck. Zhao Zhao looked at him coldly, as if he were already a dead man.
The man reacted quickly and dodged Zhao Zhao's fatal attack. A small sapling appeared in his hand. But Zhao Zhao didn't even look at it. The sword energy flashed, and the sapling was instantly cut into several pieces.
"Useless thing, die." Zhao Zhao spat out these words one by one. She flipped her wrist, and the Soul - Severing Sword wrapped in killing intent struck out, killing him with one move.
There was now a corpse of a Zhuyan on the ground.
Zhao Zhao didn't even glance at the Zhuyan on the ground. She turned around and walked towards the altar.
The dragon scale hanging on her chest emitted a white light, gently wrapping around Zhao Zhao, as if comforting her.
The characteristics of the tree demon on her body were gradually fading away. In Zhao Zhao's mind, a sentence kept repeating - "You were born wrong. This world cannot tolerate you!"
When Su Yuan and the others arrived, everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.
Song Yao and Yu Chu were lying on the ground. The surroundings were in a mess, and there was also a corpse of a monster...
And Zhao Zhao was sitting upright on the high platform, casually playing with the bell in her hand. Her red clothes fluttered in the wind.
"Zhuyan!" Gu Qing exclaimed. There was an extra layer of wariness in her eyes as she looked at Zhao Zhao.
"Boss, something's wrong with her. You..."
Gu Qing originally wanted to remind Su Yuan not to act rashly, but when she turned around, she found that Su Yuan had already walked to the bottom of the high platform. The usually cold - looking man was now full of heartache and self - blame. He reached out his hand towards Zhao Zhao on the platform: "Zhao Zhao, I'm here."
Zhao Zhao's gaze lightly landed on Su Yuan. She leaped off the platform and stopped a few steps away from Su Yuan. The Soul - Severing Sword in her hand was placed between them, the tip of the sword glinting coldly.