No matter how he pretended, the person in front of him had already seen through everything.

"You want to resurrect her, right?" Jingxing's eyes were very calm.

Jingde was shocked when he heard this, and after a long while he said, "What do you know?"

"I had always thought that the wish Yousu was going to make to the gods was for revenge, but if I think about it, if that was the case, your motivation for betraying your father and joining him was too weak."

Jingde was not convinced: "If he could get revenge, maybe he could untie the knot in his heart, think of that stupid woman who has been waiting for him, and go back to see her. Why can't I do this?"

Jingxing, however, had already seen through everything.

"If his knot is about whether he was able to return to the demon tribe in time, the best way to resolve this knot is to return everything to the time when he could still make it in time."

Jingde clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he seemed not to feel the pain, only his eyes were red.

Jing Xing sighed: "So, you want to turn back time. To do this, you can sacrifice everything, even if there are many innocent people here, and even many people who have helped the demon clan."

Perhaps only God in this world can do this.

If time could really go back, perhaps they could really go back to the past, but those who were "sacrificed" could never go back.

Their lives will end at the moment of sacrifice, and even their souls will not be preserved, let alone entering reincarnation.

"I... don't have a choice."

Obviously, Jingde knew this.

But even so, he has to do it.

"You clearly have a choice. Stop all this and at least don't involve innocent people."

Jingde shook his head: "I promised her that this is the only way to get that person home."

"You asked me before, what do I know?" Jing Xing's expression showed a rare trace of sadness, "Actually, I have thought about it before."

"What?" Jingde didn't understand what Jingxing meant.

"I have thought more than once that as long as they are still alive, it doesn't matter if I have to destroy everything. I have also thought more than once that instead of living a difficult life, it would be better for me to die early."

These are words Jingxing has never said to anyone.

He thought he would never tell anyone in his life.

But when he really said these words, he was shocked to find that the pain was slowly soothed by something else over the long years.

"Then you should support me, why are you obstructing me? Do you know that because of the few Tianyan Sect disciples killed by your junior sister, the number of marked sacrifices was almost reduced, which would cause the wrath of the gods!"

When Jingde heard this, he did not feel any sympathy for them. Instead, he felt even angrier.

After hearing this, Jingxing understood that Jingde believed that everything Qin Zhen did was at his instruction.

Come to think of it, he didn't believe at all that Qin Zhen and the others had really had their memories of him erased?

That's why he deliberately went to find Qin Zhen and the people from Poyun Sect to test them.

"Because my life is not just my own."

His life was saved by Elder Mu with great effort.

And on the countless nights when he wanted to die, there were people who cared about him and thought about him.

While others wallowed in misery, he found a glimmer of beauty in the pain.

While others cut off all ties with everyone and focused only on revenge, he established connections with more people.

It was as if Wu Ya, the "father", would take his hand and ask him if he was willing to be his child when he was being rejected.

Just like that wooden guy, the eldest senior brother, who dared to run to the demon clan’s territory at such a young age, and was eager to take him to the Poyun Sect.

It was as if everyone in Poyun Sect knew that his purpose of joining the sect was not pure, but they still treated him with sincerity and taught him everything they knew.

It's just like……

Qin Zhen, after hearing that she was a demon, did not show any disgust, but sincerely praised his abilities and gave him the most sincere trust.

In fact, the time he spent in Poyun Sect was far less than the time he spent in the demon clan.

However, it was this dilapidated sect, which seemed insignificant in the eyes of others, that made him see a different world.

It was as if a colorful butterfly suddenly flew into the gray and white world, and the butterfly took him to see a wider world.

From then on, his world became colorful.

Whenever he was about to be overwhelmed by the suffocating emotions of black and white, these would become a light that illuminated his heart.

As long as the light was there, he would try to live a little longer because he didn't want to make them sad.

Is that okay?

Even for someone like him, could he still hope to live one more day, one more hour, or even one more breath?

If his parents were still alive, would they have the same wish?

"Sure enough, You Su is right. People from the Immortal Sect are the best at deceiving people. Even you have been bewitched."

Jingde looked disappointed.

When he looked at Jingxing, there was no longer the reluctance and tenderness in his eyes that he should have when looking at a good friend.

He asked repeatedly: "Have you forgotten how your father died in the plague? Have you forgotten why your mother committed suicide? Who is responsible for all this? It was those ungrateful immortal sects! And those traitors and demons!"

Jingde almost fell on the ice and slammed the ice hard with one hand.

"Do you think that killing those demons, traitors, and evil disciples of the immortal sect over the years is enough to atone for your sins? Not enough! Far from enough! Since no one thought that the demons were innocent back then, why should we care whether they are innocent or not?"

"You've gone mad."

"Maybe, who knows, at least it's better than that lunatic You Su."

He once saw Hua Guang at You Su's place, but he didn't even dare to recognize him as the domineering genius.

Although now that I think about it, Hua Guang's cultivation level was probably improved by using some forbidden method of the demon clan.

But at that time, no one dared to look directly at Hua Guang's edge.

Even Wu Ya could only tie with Hua Guang.

Wu Ya was able to capture Hua Guang and search her soul thanks to Jing Xing’s wisdom.

And if such a Hua Guang fell into You Su's hands, he would live even worse than a dog.

Her limbs were cut off and she was kept in a jar. Every day, You Su cut off her flesh and blood, made broth in front of her, and forced her to drink it.

Most of her demon pill was destroyed, leaving only a small part, which supported her in her attempt to live but unable to die.

Everything she eats, drinks, defecates and urinates is put into this jar, and it stinks.

And You Su would occasionally release some poisonous snakes and insects to bite her.

Most of Huaguang's proud appearance was eaten up by these things.

That’s not all, You Su also got the medicine for the epidemic that happened that year.

He fed it to Huaguang bit by bit, allowing her to feel the pain of her compatriots who died that year.

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