Chapter 33

Lying on the bed with lifeless eyes, Jiang Zhulang didn't understand how things had turned out like this.

In full view of everyone, he was almost naked with his robe disheveled, Cross was soaked through and it was almost the same as wearing nothing, his hair was tangled together, some light and some dark, not to mention that the two were in a pretty bad position at the moment.

Martin, a member of the onlookers, said: "Who knows? I was chatting with Roshia when I suddenly heard a crackling noise upstairs. The floor was shaking and there was also the sound of flesh colliding. I was listening from the corner of the wall when I heard a loud bang. What a huge hole! The bed was broken and the room collapsed. Not only were the clothes in disarray, but your hands were still touching the chest of that blonde beauty!"

Martin: "Wow~ It's really intense~ Do you like touching your chest muscles?"

Jiang Zhulang: I have no face to see anyone anymore. Goodbye to this world!!

He almost ran away without having time to react, and he left the comics directly and returned to reality.

With a face as red as a steamed shrimp, Jiang Zhulang regretted it the next second when he saw the white ceiling of his house.

How come he was so conscious that he was disoriented? It should be a rollback.

Wrapped in the quilt and wailing silently, Jiang Zhulang felt regretful and annoyed.

——If he could go back, he could avoid this extremely embarrassing situation and try again to easily and handsomely subdue Cross. However, now...

Leaving the comic world means that he has accepted the current plot, and also means that he must draw this scene in the next comic update...

Help, help, help!

Who will rescue him?

Jiang Zhulang didn't want to go back to the Nidos continent at all. When he thought of the crowd watching the excitement, Martin who was clamoring for him to be responsible, Roshia who was hesitant to speak, and Cross who was smiling playfully, he wanted to hide in a cave and become an ostrich.

If the protagonist of this scene wasn't holding his face, it would certainly be a perfect plot that readers would enjoy and the author would make money with tears. However, the protagonist is him!!

Jiang Zhulang was so embarrassed that his scalp was numb. He rolled around without any strength and fell off the bed. He lay down where he fell, and he simply lay quietly in the gap between the bed and the window, staring blankly with his eyes wide open.

——He didn’t even dare to close his eyes, for fear of returning to the scene of social death again.

After escaping from the real world for two days, Jiang Zhulang had to start drawing as he saw that he had little time left to finish his comics.

Sitting in front of the computer, he looked ready to die. He hesitated for a long time holding the digital pen before slowly putting pen to paper.

Although he knew it was impossible, Jiang Zhulang still made the battle scenes exciting and blood-stirring, adding all kinds of special effects as if they were free, hoping that readers' attention would be focused on this.

When it came to the most humiliating part, Jiang Zhulang completely let himself go, treating himself as a ruthless line-drawing and detailing machine. After finishing the painting, he glanced at the picture that was extremely delicate due to muscle memory. He was unwilling to look at it directly, so he quickly saved and closed it.

After making sufficient mental preparations, he took a deep breath and returned to the continent of Nidos.

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As soon as he opened his eyes, Cross's face, which was deliberately approaching, came into view. He seemed to be smiling, but there was a hint of provocation in his eyes. Facing the excited expressions of the crowd, he slowly spoke: "You little fox really has a cruel heart. You did this and that to me, and you still say you don't know me..."

Onlookers: “Eh~”

Jiang Zhulang clenched his fists, then calmed down again, smiling: "Okay, since you want to stay with me by threatening to die, then follow me."

Having said that, he grabbed the collar of his robe with one hand and grabbed Cross's collar with the other, ignoring his cough, and strode towards a secluded place. At the same time, he gave Roshia a look, who nodded knowingly, stopped the innkeeper, negotiated compensation, and ordered Martin to disperse the onlookers.

In the alley with a worrying environment, Jiang Zhulang poked his head around and looked around. Only after making sure that there was no one following him did he let go of the hand that was grabbing Cross's collar.

"Ahem, little fox you..." Cross straightened his collar and was interrupted before he could finish his words.

Jiang Zhulang frowned: "Don't call me a little fox, it sounds disgusting."

Cross blinked innocently. It must be said that as the most handsome character in the original work, he had an extremely superior appearance, comparable to "Lanno".

The wet light golden long hair curled around his face and body, not looking wild, but rather having a kind of chaotic beauty. Perhaps to follow the local customs, he did not wear the usual ruby ​​chain, but instead pinned a bunch of unknown wild flowers unique to Levi Town on the side of his temples. After a fierce battle, the flower was wet by water droplets and drooped, as if it had been destroyed, so pitiful.

Cross's enchanting eyes blinked again and again, until they were about to have cramps, only then did he realize that the boy in front of him had an indifferent expression from beginning to end and was not moved by him at all.

Jiang Zhulang: It's so funny. No matter how beautiful the face is, it was all drawn by him. I have seen it hundreds of times. What's so strange about it?

Moreover, knowing full well that this was a beautiful snake, how could he be fooled by this deliberately pitiful appearance? No one would be soft-hearted towards the other party after experiencing a throat slash and a club in the first and a fierce battle in the second.

Cross glanced at him in surprise, "You are the first person who didn't look at me with such evil eyes after seeing my appearance."

Jiang Zhulang: "Haha."

Don't be so narcissistic, brother. He can guarantee that Luo Xiya feels the same way when he sees you.

Cross felt wronged. He picked up Jiang Zhulang's hand that was pierced by a blade and gently rubbed it against his face. "You didn't even tell me your name, and you said you admired me and loved me, but in the end, the autograph I gave you was thrown away, and you even hit me with a club. This is too much."

Jiang Zhulang shuddered and shook off goosebumps all over his body. He pulled his hand back and leaned back suddenly to avoid his approaching face.

The wound on his palm broke due to this action, so he took the opportunity to blur the blood on Cross's face, successfully turning a gorgeous beauty's face into a big cat.

Jiang Zhulang: "Can you be more normal? Do you know that you sound like a gay when you talk like that?"

"What's 'calcium'?" Cross tilted his head.

“That’s what you are now.”

"Little fox..."

"Shut up and call me Lanno."

"Hmm." Cross raised his eyebrows. "Lanno... don't you have anything to say to me?"

Jiang Zhulang sneered: "For example?"

Cross pulled out a dagger from somewhere, and his slender fingers flew, with the dagger dangling at his fingertips, just like him, charming and dangerous.

He narrowed his eyes, restraining his deliberately teasing tone, with a cold light in his eyes: "You are really good at lying. Should I call you Lannuo, the wealthy businessman in the capital, or Lannuo who dropped out of the Warlock Academy but activated his bloodline, or... Lannuo, the genius alchemist who joined the Holy Spirit Alchemy Society at the age of 18?"

Jiang Zhulang: "Why, you, the famous thief from the mainland, lost face in front of me, and now you want to get back at me?"

He waved his hand to block the three flying knives that were attacking him, and deliberately broke the sand castle that someone had piled up. The flying sand covered the two figures that were sneaking towards him.

Cross seemed to notice something and wanted to turn back, but Jiang Zhulang stepped forward and forcibly turned his head back, saying coldly: "You can be fooled by me, even if you are not as skilled as others, what can you say?"

The two men were standing very close to each other at this moment, and they could even see their own reflections in each other's pupils. Cross curled his lips and was about to say something, but the cold and intimidating barrel of a gun was pressed against the back of his head.

“Crack—”

It is the sound of a powerful bullet being loaded.

"I think it would be wise for this gentleman to give up the entanglement and move away."

Luo Xiya walked out from behind him, without moving his wrist, and kept the gun pointed at him. Martin pulled at the corner of Luo Xiya's clothes and smiled at Jiang Zhulang in a flattering way.

Although he didn't know what this strange-looking creature was, Cross could sense the power contained in it. He quietly used his arcane magic to try to control the metal gun, but found that his power was like a drop in the ocean and he couldn't shake it at all.

"Don't waste your energy," Jiang Zhulang softened his brows and nodded to Luo Xiya, saying, "This alchemical weapon is made entirely of inert metals. You won't be able to control it."

Cross snorted and laughed: "Your companions arrived quite quickly. I will let you go today..."

"We will meet on the island sooner or later. I'll wait."

Before he finished speaking, he leaned back and moved his feet, easily breaking free from Roshia's grip. Flying blades circled around, one attacked Jiang Zhulang, and four hit Roshia directly.

Jiang Zhulang immediately pulled Luo Xia away and fired a small gas bomb to deflect the muzzle of the gun that was condensing energy, causing it to penetrate the alley.

As for the blade that flew towards him, it scratched his cheek, leaving a bloody mark, and then flew away along with the rest of the flying knives and its owner.

"Don't chase him." Jiang Zhulang raised his hand to stop Luo Xia who was still planning to shoot.

Luo Xiya put away his gun, pulled Jiang Zhulang and looked him up and down: "Lan Nuo, you..."

When I saw his bloody palms and facial scars, I paused and said, "If he dares to show up again next time, I will make him pay."

Jiang Zhulang smiled without saying anything and patted his head. "It's okay, just a minor injury."

Compared to Roshia, who looked distressed and felt that he had been wronged, Martin's smile was particularly eye-catching: "Lan Nuo, do you know that hot beauty?"

Jiang Zhulang smiled coldly at him and slapped him on the head: "You are the only one who gossips all day long!"