Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

It was a Tang sword that could cut through iron like mud, with a blade as white as snow and a slender body.

Tang Yue gripped the knife tightly, feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar touch. She... hadn't touched it in so long, and thought she would never use it again in her life. She never expected to use it before she even reached adulthood.

She looked at the men in black surrounding her and sneered, "A bunch of idiots. I'm not even afraid of zombies, why would I be afraid of you bunch of bastards?"

After she finished speaking, she took a deep breath and rushed towards the group of men in black. The wind whistled past Tang Yue's ears, and her heart was pounding rapidly.

She brandished her Tang sword, which gleamed coldly in the moonlight. Her moves were sharp and ruthless, each strike aimed at the enemy's vital points.

The group of men in black were startled by the sudden burst of aura from Tang Yue, but they quickly recovered and went straight to meet Tang Yue's Tang sword.

In an instant, swords flashed and sparks flew as Tang Yue charged through the men in black, quickly taking down three of them.

The other men in black who escaped were all shocked; her strength was immense, no less than her speed.

Tang Yue glanced at Jun Lingmo and found that he was already at a disadvantage. She became anxious and began to attack frantically, transforming into a humanoid weapon in an instant.

Fortunately, her efforts paid off. She rushed over just as Jun Lingmo was about to have his throat slit, saving his life. Otherwise, how could she explain it to Ling Yi?

Looking at Jun Lingmo, who was covered in blood, she asked worriedly, "Can you still hold on?"

Jun Lingmo looked Tang Yue over. She had many wounds, and she must be in a lot of pain. In "his" memory, she seemed to scream for a long time after being scalded by hot water.

What's wrong with her today? With so many wounds, she's still smiling like an idiot.

"Hey, did you get your head chopped off?" Tang Yue asked, looking at Jun Lingmo who was in a daze.

Jun Lingmo licked the blood from his lips and chuckled, "I'm fine, I can handle it. But I'm afraid you won't be able to."

Tang Yue grinned and gave a silly laugh, "I'm fine, I'm tough, this is nothing unusual."

"Ordinary meals"? That probably refers to her past life.

Jun Lingmo reached out and touched Tang Yue's head. The tuft of hair on her head fluttered in the wind, and the feel of it... was wonderful. His heart suddenly trembled.

He suddenly felt a pang of regret. He hadn't treated her well these past few days. She... was wonderful. He wondered if he would ever have the chance to meet her again in the next life.

"Alright, leave the rest to me. I'll make sure they die a horrible death," Tang Yue patted Jun Lingmo's shoulder and turned away.

She was just about to grab a submachine gun from her spatial storage and start shooting them all when a hand appeared out of nowhere and knocked her unconscious.

Tang Yue: ...Don't let her know who knocked her unconscious, or she'll make him slap her on the head until he dies.

Her individual charge show is over, just like that. Sigh.

Jun Lingmo looked at Tang Yue, who had been knocked unconscious, calmly held her in his arms, and then, as if no one was around, gently flicked Tang Yue's nose, which was stained with a little blood, and said somewhat angrily, "You have no ability but you still like to show off. Look what you've done to yourself."

He glanced at Tang Yue's knife again, raised an eyebrow, and realized that this trip hadn't been without its gains.

He looked away from the knife, covered Tang Yue with his outer robe, and then looked at the group of men in black.

"So you're the ones who want to kill me?" The boy's voice was now cold and eerie.

The group of black-clad men who hadn't died were bound by superhuman strength and couldn't speak at all.

Jun Lingmo waited a long time for someone to speak, then blinked in annoyance. His eyes, which were wearing colored contact lenses, alternated between red and blue, giving him a strange and sinister look. If Tang Yue were still awake, she would definitely be startled by Jun Lingmo's appearance at this moment.

But she was unconscious at that moment.

"Since you don't want to talk, then you can all go with my little pet," Jun Lingmo said impatiently. He raised his hand and crippled the martial arts of the group of men in black, then threw them into the palace.

Jun Lingmo looked at his little pets, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He couldn't believe they could be like this. How interesting.

After observing his little pet, he took Tang Yue back to the Tang family home.

Tang Ruhua was still awake at this moment. He saw Jun Lingmo holding Tang Yue and was somewhat puzzled.

"Ah Mo, didn't Yueyue go to the bathroom? Is she asleep? Why is she..." changing her clothes?

Jun Lingmo was uncomfortable talking to people he didn't know well, so he stiffly replied, "Okay, I'll take her to rest," and left.

Tang Ruhua looked at Jun Lingmo, who had a cold attitude, completely bewildered. She wondered if the child had something on his mind, as he was suddenly speaking so stiffly.

Jun Lingmo escorted Tang Yue back to her room, only to find Shen Zhiyun still there. He frowned. "What are you doing here?"

Jun Lingmo's gaze was so cold that Shen Zhiyun felt a chill run down her spine, but worried about Tang Yue, she still spoke up, "Is Yue alright?"

"It's alright, you can go now."

"Oh, it's good that you're alright," Shen Zhiyun glanced at Tang Yue, and seeing that there was no blood on her, she went out.

Shen Zhiyun patted his chest as he stepped outside. Jun Lingmo's gaze had been so strange; he felt that if he stayed inside any longer, he might die.

But was A-Yue wearing that outfit before she went out? He couldn't believe it. Maybe it was too dark for him to see clearly?

Jun Lingmo, who was inside the room, didn't care what Shen Zhiyun and Tang Ruhua thought. He took some external wound medicine, applied it all over Tang Yue's body, wrapped her in the quilt, and pushed her to the inside of the bed.

He took off his shoes, got into bed, held the person in his arms, and began to think.

Tang Yue, who was in a coma, felt very uncomfortable during her sleep. Her neck was sore and tired, and she felt extremely hot, as if she were in a furnace. She wanted to get up and lift the blanket, but she couldn't open her eyes.

Jun Lingmo lay in bed until dawn before returning to his room. He closed his eyes and released the two useless idiots.

When Jun Lingmo woke up, he was pleased to find that he had regained control of his body. But then he remembered the assassin from the night before and hurriedly ran to Tang Yue’s room to knock on the door.

"Ah Yue, are you there?"

Tang Yue was woken up by Jun Lingmo's voice. She rubbed her eyes before getting out of bed, only to find that she had a stiff neck.

"Damn, that bastard went too far. This stiff neck is so uncomfortable," Tang Yue complained, tilting her head to open the door for Jun Lingmo.

Jun Lingmo looked at Tang Yue, whose neck was tilted, and asked worriedly, "Yue, are you alright?"

Tang Yue wanted to shake her head, but her neck hurt whenever she moved it, so she could only say, "I'm fine now, my injury doesn't hurt anymore, are you alright?"

"I'm fine too, but Yue, how did we get back yesterday?" He was watching the game yesterday when everything suddenly went black, and he only felt the light again now.

Tang Yue scratched her neck and asked curiously, "Didn't you bring me back?"

The rogue said: "From today onwards, the reborn Jun Lingmo will be called Da Mo, and the original Jun Lingmo will be called Xiao Mo."