Chapter 347 Your Entertainment Circle is Truly Chaotic
Her lips twitched numbly, and she fell silent for a moment.
All of this stemmed from a dream Fei Ling had.
In her deep sleep, Fei Ling always saw a figure.
The woman's black hair hung down, and she stood with her back to him. Although his face was not clearly visible, her arrogant back view was like a boulder thrown into stagnant water, causing his dormant heart to suddenly roar.
Without hesitation, he was convinced that this was a match made in heaven!
From then on, he was rarely home, embarking on a journey to find the person destined for him in his dreams... and never returned.
right.
It's that simple.
That's how casual it is.
That's fucking enough.
So, is Fei Ling really that eager to sleep with her?
How did he determine that she was the woman from his dream?
What?
Feel?
This is just... way too outrageous!
Jiang Xianwan was speechless.
On the other hand, Fei Ling's face was practically rotting from laughing so hard!
With one hand, he forcefully resisted Feng Huixue's fist, while with the other, he pulled out a jade slip and, without hesitation, delivered another blow into the boiling channel.
Feng Huixue was heartbroken to suddenly have a rival in love, especially since Fei Ling publicly announced the annulment of the engagement to the two realms and three domains.
Enraged, she impulsively spat in his face!
"You bitch—!"
"You take it back right now—!!!"
"don't want!"
Fei Ling shook her head in refusal, then crawled with all her might toward the figure in green, her wet eyes glistening as she did so.
Her voice was sweet and sticky, yet also filled with grievance.
"Wanwan and I met, got to know each other, and fell in love in our dreams long ago. This is a destiny ordained by heaven, and no one can separate us!"
He immediately started crying again, so affectedly it was almost unbearable.
"Brother, Wanwan won't like you being so jealous. Unlike me, I'll listen to Wanwan in everything from now on."
After saying that, she turned her head again, her eyes brimming with tears, and reached out her hand to Jiang Xianwan, calling out repeatedly.
"Wanwan... Wanwan!"
"Look at my brother... he's so fierce!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Late my ass.
You got a beating, and you didn't lose out at all.
In response to this.
Jiang Xianwan gave Feng Huixue a serious look.
then.
The wise choice is to remain on the sidelines.
Feng Huixue's defenses were completely breached. Her face was ashen, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was so angry that she felt dizzy. She swayed twice and then punched Fei Ling in the right eye again.
A fierce roar.
"You bitch! Die!"
Fei Ling took the punch head-on, and when her gaze swept over the jade slip, she suddenly froze and shouted, "Wait!"
"Wait for you*!"
"Who's your brother! Who's your Wanwan!"
Feng Huixue ignored him completely, punching his eye socket until it was bruised and purple. Just as she was about to deliver another punch, she noticed that Fei Ling's gaze was strange, and subconsciously turned her head to look at him.
Upon closer inspection, he appeared to be breathing rapidly and his expression contorted in agony.
He was completely numb, remaining straddling Fei Ling with his fists suspended in the air.
After a long while, his eyes slowly rolled, and he took the jade slip with his backhand and looked at it carefully. His voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
"They...are also breaking off their engagement?!"
At this moment, the channel connecting the two realms and three domains was plunged into an eerie silence.
The cultivators were already shouting and clamoring in private, but no one dared to utter a sound in the channel. Everyone held their breath and remained silent as if they were in a cold winter.
Phoenix Sword Master, Northern and Southern Emperors, Su Qingliu, Bai Ziye, Lin Yujin, Shi Yunxiao, and Qin Qin all joined forces and tagged all the cultivators.
The proclamation was concise yet as powerful as a thunderclap:
"The engagement with Lin Qingran is hereby nullified."
"At that time, we will be there in person to congratulate him on his succession to the throne of the World Emperor."
Jiang Xianwan stared at the string of fresh messages in the channel, his expression inscrutable.
However, it didn't end there.
Five more messages followed immediately.
Bai Yu: "Same as above."
Wolf Too Gray: "Add one."
Youming: "Me too!"
Misty: "Add one."
Pei Chang'an: "Add one."
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Feng Huixue: "..."
Fei Ling: "..."
Jealous tears welled up in Feng Huixue's eyes instantly, and she flung Fei Ling away like trash.
He took two steps forward, his eyes red, and grasped Jiang Xianwan's shoulder, swaying slightly.
The crying was so heart-wrenching and unbearable.
"So you don't have eighteen, but you have... fifteen?!"
"These are all... yours?"
His fingers trembled, and he even... cried like a whirring teapot.
"Rounding up... are we still short two or three?"
Is there a difference between fifteen and eighteen?
Fei Ling empathized with him at that moment, her eyes red and swollen, and she whispered in agreement with him, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Waaaaah... So what my sister said in the letter that day... was all true..."
"Those three remaining realms...could they also belong to my sister?"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Those three really were hers.
The entire territory belongs to her.
The cries of grievance grew louder and louder, rising and falling, drilling straight into both ears.
The two men, who had just been fighting, now shared a tacit understanding of being in the same boat and suffering together, and quickly united on the same side.
Amidst the chaos of pushing and kicking, one person clung tightly to Jiang Xianwan's leg, shaking and swaying it while crying heart-wrenchingly and gasping for breath.
Jiang Xianwan was so dizzy from being shaken that she spent some time tearing off the two pendants and then ran away.
With red-rimmed eyes, the two men sitting on the ground glared at each other before simultaneously pulling out jade slips.
A small group of fifteen people was formed tacitly at this moment!
Feng Huixue gritted her teeth and pressed her face against his, declaring, "Everyone, let me introduce myself. I am Jiang Xianwan's man!"
Fei Ling: "Me too!"
Feng Huixue: "Get out!"
Yun Weize: "Who are you talking to!"
Hua Buxiu: "Heh, she's my disciple!"
Su Qingliu: "I am her senior brother!"
Bai Ziye: "Wishful thinking! She's my junior sister!"
Lin Yujin: "She's mine! Mine—!!!"
Shi Yunxiao: "...She called me senior brother."
Qinqin: "...She called me too."
Fei Ling and Feng Huixue greeted each other in unison: "Master! Eldest Senior Brother! Second Senior Brother! Junior Senior Brother! Senior Brother Shi! Senior Brother Qin!"
Hua Buxiu: "...?"
Su Qingliu: "...?"
Bai Ziye: "...?"
Lin Yujin: "...?"
Shi Yunxiao: "...?"
Qin Qin: "...?"
Are they crazy?!
Hua Buxiu: "Idiot!"
Su Qingliu: "Heh!"
Bai Ziye: "Hehe!"
Lin Yujin: "Pah!!!"
Bai Yu: "You... guys?"
Wolf Too Gray: "Your circle... is really messy."
Pei Chang'an: "What... is going on?"
Wumiao Aite Diyin: "Junior Uncle, what's going on?"
Youming: "Just wondering, who is Jiang Xianwan?"
Feng Huixue: "My wife!"
Fei Ling: "My wife!"
Yun Weize silenced them both with a single sentence: "Then why wasn't she wearing your bell-shaped flowers?"
Fei Ling: "She's wearing my bone hairpin!"
Yun Weize: "...!"
Feng Huixue: "..." Damn it—! I got asked!!!
"Wanwan is in the Demon Realm right now. Wanwan and I took baths together for four days in a row a few days ago. Wanwan called my name countless times. You didn't, did you?"
"We were just sleeping together!"
Yun Weize is typing...
Hua Buxiu is typing...
Su Qingliu is typing...
Bai Ziye is typing...
Lin Yujin is typing...
Shi Yunxiao is typing...
Qinqin is typing...
Bai Yu: "..."
Wolf Too Gray: "..."
Youming: "..."
Di Yin, who had been silent, dropped a bombshell: "I am hers too. Wanwan and I have a son, Jiang Xingxing, who is a little over three years old."
The rest: "...!!!"
Three seconds later.
Feng Huixue: "Mine!!!! My son is mine too!!!! They're all mine!!!!!"
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