Chapter 147 Another Witty Remark
Xiao Zi curiously poked her head: Why are you ugly again?
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Lin Yujin understood even from a distance: "It's okay, she won't look bad tomorrow. Just make do with what you see for now. Also, don't touch her wound."
Xiao Zi poked Jiang Xianwan again, and the latter helplessly scratched at it.
"Stop fooling around, I'm busy, I don't have time to tell you a story."
That won't do!
It worked itself to the bone, traveling such a long distance, and it's gotten so thin from all that running.
Xiao Zi rolled and tumbled around for a while, then simply wrapped her hand around it and tied it into a bow.
I strongly protest: I traveled a long way, even asking around among the disciples of the Taixu Sect, and finally managed to find you! I don't care! I want to hear it! I want to hear it now! You have to tell me!
When Shi Yunxiao advanced, it finished him off and asked him that question.
After successfully advancing, Shi Yunxiao, a humanoid figure shrouded in black smoke, lay on the ground, convulsing and spewing black smoke, bound by the tribulation lightning. He silently and desperately endured it all.
After Xiao Zi left satisfied, he let out a shrill, maniacal roar: "Jiang Xianwan! I will never forgive you!"
"You two, you've finally returned!"
He had thought that Jiang Xianwan's departure would allow him, weak and helpless, to catch his breath, quietly heal his wounded heart, and recharge his energy to turn defeat into victory.
Who knew that little Zi, that petty bastard, would take revenge on him for ten days and ten nights!
And right in front of everyone in the Taixu Sect... they chopped him down to his underwear!
Hanging from a tree branch, swaying in the wind!
It doesn't do anything that humans would do!
Jiang Xianwan brought them all!
Jiang Xianwan sneezed and sighed with a headache, "Why don't you let go first, and I'll explain while I draw, okay?"
That's enough.
It's a shame they traveled so far just to hear a silly story.
Xiao Zi was immediately satisfied, nodded, obediently untied herself, and casually curled herself up on a pile of talismans, ready to listen attentively.
Bai Ziye's hand trembled, and he quickly extinguished the sudden flames, grabbed the flame, and tossed it aside.
"Don't you have any self-awareness?!"
A stack of talismans he just drew!
Lin Yujin convulsively tore off the purple tribulation lightning hanging above her head, waved her hand, and threw it back into Bai Ziye's arms.
Bai Ziye trembled like a violin string, her whole body convulsing violently, "Get...get...down!!!"
Xiao Zi: ……
Silently thinning and shrinking, it gurgled and flowed silkily over Su Qingliu's calves, wrapping around Jiang Xianwan's left hand several times.
Su Qingliu: "..."
The audience was completely stunned.
Is this the same tribulation lightning that chased after people during their tribulation and shattered their skulls?
Soon, all the demons and monsters understood how Jiang Xianwan had trained Jie Lei into a dog.
"Holy crap! All the big shots in the cultivation world have fallen in love with me! I've read the first volume, but the second volume hasn't come out yet. How would Jiang Xianwan know about the second volume?"
"I've read it too! The author's name is something like 'It's a Pity We Met Too Late,' could it be Jiang Xianwan?"
"What a coincidence! I've also read 'Ruthless Northern Emperor's Insistence on Having a Bunch of Babies with Me' by Xiangjianhenwanyuan!"
"What?! You're saying Jiang Xianwan is the one who's wanted by three realms and two domains, the one you'd only met once in a long time!"
"Pass it on! Jiang Xianwan is someone I feel an instant connection with!!! Wanted!!!"
"Received! All the erotic novels written by the high-ranking officials of the Two Realms and Three Domains are written by Jiang Xianwan!"
The high-ranking officials of the Three Realms and the Northern Territory: "..." Damn it!
They all stared intently at Xu Yanzhou and Elder Tie.
The two sect leaders from the Southern Border Alliance didn't run away either; for the first time, they sided with outsiders, giving them a resentful little glance.
"He's both vying for and fighting to become the leader of the Immortal Path Sect?"
"The Immortal Lord descended from the altar for love?"
They exclaimed in unison, their excited voices sounding like praise: "Your evil spirit is truly awesome!"
Elder Tie of Xu Yanzhou: "..." The sky, finally, completely collapsed.
That's great, they no longer have to worry about losing face.
On the cloud boat shrouded in cumulus clouds, Jiang Xingxing, who had been worried and watching intently all day, was too tired to stay awake any longer.
Seeing that her mother was alright, she finally slowly lowered her eyelids and reluctantly snuggled into Feng Huixue's arms to fall asleep.
Longli blinked its sore and swollen fish eyes, then buried its head in Jiang Xingxing's arms, its snow-white belly turned up, and soon began to snore softly.
The black tortoise could only stretch its neck and bite at a piece of Jiang Xingxing's clothes, trying its best to prove its existence.
The surprised and shy smile on Fei Ling's lips had not yet faded when she raised an eyebrow again.
He had noticed something was wrong with the big, fat fish long ago.
All day long, he stared at Jiang Xianwan with his two fish-like eyes, without blinking.
If it weren't just a fish with dragon horns, he would have thought it was some stingy man eyeing his wife.
When Jiang Xianwan tricked others and beasts, it happily blew bubbles. When Jiang Xianwan was in danger, it cried like a dog, its tears streaming down its face, and it even banged its head against Di Yin.
He vomited and cried all day, his clothes were constantly wet with bubbles, snot and tears.
Fei Ling glanced at the silver-haired man opposite her, who was looking at Jiang Xingxing with an unbelievable air of bitterness, restraint, and tenderness, and stroked her chin in thought.
This person is either Chou Jiangxing or Chou Jiangxianwan.
The Northern Emperor had a cold and aloof face, but his outward emotions couldn't be fooled; his eyes would turn red one moment and then red the next.
He's definitely one of the six men at night.
There is also cloud as a marsh.
Judging from the force with which he gripped the teacup from time to time, and the dejected and resentful look he gave Jiang Xianwan when he did so, it was probably true.
Hua Buxiu is Wanwan's nominal master.
But the indifferent look in his eyes, more like two small, icy knives than the wind and snow, seemed to want to cut him to death.
Not to mention the wind and snow.
This ungrateful fox practically has "I am the legal wife" written all over her face.
However, Jiang Xingxing's biological father seems to be... Di Yin.
Di Yin looked like he had a conflict with Wanwan, as if he were seeing his son for the first time.
It's like a broken, glued-back, and then broken glass lamp—it never stops for a day.
It's not hard to tell that, apart from Di Yin and Feng Huixue, Yun Weize and Hua Buxiu don't seem to have any real official status yet.
Wouldn't that increase his chances of climbing the ranks even more?!
Fei Ling had eight thousand little schemes running through her mind in a single day, her mind filled with nothing but climbing the ladder, climbing the ladder, and climbing the ladder again.
Yun Weize slowly twirled the wine glass between his fingers, noticing the Demon Emperor's subtle movements and expressions. His brows furrowed unconsciously, and he felt another wave of annoyance.
The Demon Emperor, dressed in a bewitching red robe spread out on the futon, with red lips and white teeth, exuding youthful charm, looked like an innocent yet alluring little fairy, making no attempt to hide his interest in Jiang Xianwan.
All I heard was...
With a cheap, swoosh-swoosh.
"Wanwan, you're so cute!"
Is your mouth always so foul?
Hua Buxiu slowly turned his head to the side.
The clouds gather at the fingertips.
Emperor Yin lightly lifted his dark eyelashes.
Feng Huixue, who was gently placing Jiang Xingxing on the small couch, paused, and a murderous aura suddenly exploded from the depths of her eyes.
He straightened up, looked directly at Di Yin for the first time, and said calmly, "Open the Spirit Ruins."
Emperor Yin and Jiang Xingxing are connected by blood. Even if the Spirit Ruins changes hands, it can still be opened.
If he doesn't beat this little devil so badly that even his parents wouldn't recognize him today, he'll write the three characters "Feng Huixue" backwards!
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