After the sword bone was taken away, the reborn elder sister went crazy killing

Pei Zhiyi was very fast, and the sword in his hand was even faster. When Mo Huaizhi was about to self-destruct, the sword had already pierced into his dantian.

"Pfft"

With his dantian shattered, Mo Huaizhi no longer had the ability to self-destruct.

"Although you have the courage, I still think you'll leave yourself a way out. After all, someone like you wouldn't choose to die at this moment when everything is within your reach."

Pei Zhiyi walked over slowly, squatted beside Mo Huaizhi and looked at him.

Looking at Mo Huaizhi, who was now like a dead dog in the water, her memory seemed to pull her back to the time when she saved him.

"When I first rescued you, you seemed to be like this."

Blood continued to flow from the corner of Mo Huaizhi's mouth. He had lost all his strength and was leaning against the stool behind him.

"So you're reminiscing about the past now, regretting saving me?"

Pei Zhiyi shook his head. "I don't regret it. Even if I could do it again, I would still choose to save you. Because no matter who you are, under such circumstances, you can't just watch someone die when you know you can live if you save them."

"Then why don't you let me go today? Why can't you be a good person again?" Mo Huaizhi knew that it was shameless for him to say this, but who would not cherish his own life?

He has come to where he is today, step by step, spending so much effort, giving up his self-esteem to please so many people, and even giving up his savior and even his lover.

Why is it that others can always achieve their desired goals after going through all these hardships? But when it comes to him, it becomes extremely difficult and may even cost him his life.

"Because you are not worthy of my forgiveness right now."

Pei Zhiyi felt that Mo Huaizhi was becoming more and more funny. He could actually say such words with a flattering face. His inner strength was beyond that of ordinary people.

"Mo Huaizhi, I've actually given you many chances, but you always turned a blind eye to them. When you pushed me to the brink of despair, I told you that if I came back one day, you would definitely not have a good life." Pei Zhiyi paused, "But I've still let you live a good life for such a long time, why can't you learn to be content?"

Why do you always have to jump in front of her? Isn’t it better to cherish your last days?

“I was also forced to do it…”

Mo Huaizhi did not lie. He was indeed forced at the beginning, but the final choice was also made by himself, so he could not blame anyone. He could only blame himself for not being mentally strong enough, and in the end he turned the knife against his savior.

"Whether you are forced or willing, the choice is ultimately yours to make."

Pei Zhiyi wondered how many people had felt sorry for her when she was standing on the cliff.

"That's enough. If you say any more, I'll start to suspect you're stalling for someone to rescue you."

Pei Zhiyi pulled the sword out of Mo Huaizhi's dantian and once again stabbed it directly into his heart.

His heart is different from that of ordinary people, it is on the right side.

"Are you surprised that I know the location of your heart?"

Mo Huaizhi was indeed shocked, but the pain was far greater than the shock.

"When I first saved you, I could already sense that you were different from everyone else. Even though you tried your best to hide it—after all, it's both a weakness and a strength—I still knew it, but I never said anything. I never expected that today would be the straw that crushed your last shred of fantasy."

"You..." Mo Huaizhi's body was already at the end of its strength, "You"

He could no longer utter a single word. His breath stopped and he lay dead with his eyes open.

"Obviously, this is a good way for you to die." Pei Zhiyi chuckled and turned his head to speak to the air. "But I think someone is also angry now. She must want to do it herself, even if it's to a dead person."

"In that case, let's give her this good opportunity."

Pei Zhiyi left after she finished speaking. Pei Zhinian showed up and stared at her back in a daze for a while.

"She's clearly never met me, but she knows my personality so well. I'm really liking her more and more. How can she always be so to my liking?"

"Don't forget, the reason you approached her and did all these things was to seize the true control of her body."

"I naturally know what I'm going to do. I don't need you to remind me."

Pei Zhinian suppressed his smile. "But this doesn't stop me from appreciating and liking her. After all, practically speaking, she and I are essentially the same person, just with two different personalities."

Others regard her as a savior, while others regard Pei Zhinian as a nightmare. It is so extreme and contradictory that it really makes people start to like this game.

"I just feel that the more affection you pour into her, the more you will lose sight of your original intention. I don't want to watch you fulfill that noble cause and disappear."

Mo Xuan only likes Pei Zhinian.

No matter what kind of person Pei Zhinian is or what kind of personality she has, even if everyone says she is very bad, he only likes her.

He didn't know why he liked someone so much, but it seemed like it had become an instinct since he met Pei Zhinian. An instinct that made him happy whenever he saw her, and unhappy whenever he saw her unhappy.

"Of course I wouldn't be that stupid. After all, I'm not a good person."

Pei Zhinian, she is an absolute villain.

"Did you bring a knife?"

Mo Xuan gave it to her subconsciously, and then asked, "What do you want?"

"She's given me this opportunity, so I naturally can't let her down. After all, she's right about one thing. Even if this heartless, ungrateful person dies, he might still have a way out for himself. And I need to cut off all his escape routes now."

Pei Zhinian's knife kept going in and out of Mo Huaizhi's body, and blood even splashed on his face.

"This ungrateful person deserves to die, and it should be a painful death!"

Mo Xuan came behind Pei Zhinian, and Pei Zhinian's evil thoughts came out again to torment her.

"To avoid being discovered, I'll help you burn him, okay?"

Pei Zhinian nodded and stood up. "Burn it cleanly. His soul is still trapped in this body. Burn it cleanly too. Don't let him have a chance to escape."

"Don't worry about me doing the work."

Mo Xuan has done this kind of thing many times, and practice makes perfect.

His body and soul were burned together, and his soul was screaming.

However, Mo Xuan discovered a blind spot, "His soul seems to be a little strange."

"What could be so strange?"

Pei Zhinian turned around, and at that moment, his pupils shrank slightly.