As soon as the words left his mouth, Jian Xingzhi’s fists rained down in a flurry. His punches were extremely fast, leaving Xie Gutang no room to fight back. He could only shield his face with his hands, retreating again and again.
Qin Wanwan quickly rushed forward to pull Jian Xingzhi back, saying urgently, “Master! It’s Daojun Xie! He was helping me!”
“Daojun Jian, please stop!” Nanfeng also poked his head out from Xie Gutang’s embrace, calling out anxiously, “This is Daojun Xie!”
“Xie Gutang?” Jian Xingzhi was pulled back by Qin Wanwan. Before he could say anything, he heard a cold shout from the upper floor—Cuilu: “Seize them!”
The moment her voice fell, spiritual energy charged straight at them. Jian Xingzhi grabbed Qin Wanwan and jumped to the side. Where they had been standing exploded with a “boom,” leaving a deep crater in the ground.
Over a dozen streams of spiritual energy pursued them immediately. Behind Jian Xingzhi and Qin Wanwan, it was like bombs chasing after them, exploding one after another. The two ran wildly toward a window. Jian Xingzhi shouted, “Quick, go!”
With that, he leapt out the window with Qin Wanwan. They landed on the eaves beside them and, with perfect coordination, fled left and right toward the city outskirts.
Xie Gutang hurried to follow with Nanfeng. A giant dragon formed from spiritual energy pursued close behind them. The three people and one pet were chased throughout the city in chaos. As Qin Wanwan and Jian Xingzhi ran, they didn’t forget to argue with each other.
“Why did you attack Daojun Xie for no reason? If you won’t rescue me, you won’t let anyone else rescue me either?”
“Didn’t I throw you upward?! After being thrown up, couldn’t you jump to the side yourself! He molested you and you still defend him?” Jian Xingzhi’s anger rose from his heart. “Do you even still consider me your master?!”
“You two, please stop arguing…” Xie Gutang felt somewhat embarrassed listening. “It’s all a misunderstanding…”
“Shut up! What misunderstanding!” Jian Xingzhi grabbed a roof tile and threw it backward at Xie Gutang. Xie Gutang dodged to the side, jumping onto another eave. The tile hit the giant dragon squarely on the forehead. The dragon was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage. “You insolent fool!!”
The giant dragon was thoroughly enraged. For a moment, it no longer cared about the city’s buildings, charging straight at Jian Xingzhi with devastating force. Xie Gutang raised his hand to form a spell formation, inserted his sword into it, and dozens of sword lights instantly flew toward the giant dragon. The dragon wove through the sword formation charging at Jian Xingzhi. Jian Xingzhi leapt high and flung out a seal, dodging the dragon while turning to berate Xie Gutang. “Didn’t anyone teach you about proper conduct between men and women? If you’re rescuing someone, you could grab the collar—why did you have to embrace her waist! And after embracing her, you didn’t let go. How are you not a lecher?!”
As he spoke, the dragon’s horn was grazed by Xie Gutang’s sword. Jian Xingzhi seized the opportunity to slap the dragon’s head toward Qin Wanwan’s direction.
“I didn’t even say anything and you’re meddling this much?!” Seeing the dragon’s head slam toward her, Qin Wanwan grabbed Yuanning and struck it with a surge of sword energy, batting the dragon’s head sideways toward Jian Xingzhi. “The emperor isn’t anxious but the eunuch is!”
“I’m your master!” Jian Xingzhi kicked the dragon’s jaw, furious. “Whose side are you on?”
“Even masters need to be reasonable!” Qin Wanwan descended from above, plunging her sword into the giant dragon’s body, raising her head to rebuke him angrily. “Ask around—how many people think you’re in the right?!”
“Who thinks I’m wrong?!”
Jian Xingzhi grabbed the dragon’s head and twisted with all his might. With a “crack,” the giant dragon smashed directly into the ground.
Jian Xingzhi panted heavily, glaring at Qin Wanwan. Qin Wanwan gripped her sword, panting as she glared back at Jian Xingzhi. In the atmosphere of the master and disciple’s silent battle of stares, a “ding” sounded in Jian Xingzhi’s mind. The familiar sound of points being credited rang out again:
[Surprise Task: Assist male with appearance rating above 90 in “hero rescuing beauty” for female lead, points +50, total points: 1380]
“Sorry…” 666 was somewhat embarrassed. “The network was bad just now, the system lagged a bit.”
“Shut up!”
Jian Xingzhi punched the dragon’s head viciously. The giant dragon’s whole body trembled. With its neck twisted and tears flowing, its dragon claws twitched. “I… I didn’t say anything…”
“Um…” Xie Gutang withdrew his spell formation. “You two, we’re fleeing for our lives. Shouldn’t we run first?”
“You run the slowest.”
Jian Xingzhi glared at him and turned to run without hesitation.
Qin Wanwan gave Xie Gutang an apologetic glance and quickly followed Jian Xingzhi.
Just then, a sharp bird cry issued from Fengya Pavilion. A white ribbon suddenly shot from the pavilion and, with lightning speed, wrapped around Xie Gutang. Xie Gutang struck back with his sword, but immediately a powerful spiritual force struck his chest. He coughed up blood and directly lost the strength to resist.
The white ribbon dragged him back toward Fengya Pavilion. Sensing something wrong behind her, Qin Wanwan turned back without hesitation and grabbed Xie Gutang. “Daojun Xie!”
“Beicheng!”
Jian Xingzhi instinctively turned back to grab Qin Wanwan. At that very moment, spiritual energy rushed violently toward Qin Wanwan. Jian Xingzhi raised his hand, projecting a sword formation forward. It collided fiercely with the spiritual energy. Instantly, Jian Xingzhi’s consciousness sea felt needle-like stabbing pain. The spiritual energy and Jian Xingzhi’s sword formation exploded thunderously in the sky. The three were pulled back into Fengya Pavilion and fell to the ground. After a moment, Jian Xingzhi coughed up a mouthful of blood.
“Master!”
Qin Wanwan supported Jian Xingzhi and immediately sensed his body was cold, his spiritual power running wild.
She had Jian Xingzhi lean against her, using her spiritual power to quickly guide the rampaging spiritual power in his body, raising her head to scan their surroundings.
Xie Gutang had already fainted. Nanfeng was in his clothes, clutching the hem, his antennae exposed and trembling outside—clearly terrified.
Fengya Pavilion had now completely transformed.
The originally lively and bustling main hall had been cleared out. Ritual paper money was scattered on the ground, white cloth and white flowers hung throughout the once celebratory hall, and dozens of coffins were arranged in the center of the hall, like a morgue for the dead, making one’s heart run cold.
Cuilu and others stood respectfully in front of the VIP room directly ahead. The room was concealed by a curtain. Qin Wanwan could only vaguely sense that someone seemed to be seated inside.
She didn’t dare rashly investigate the other party’s cultivation level, but from Cuilu and the others’ behavior, the person seated there should be the City Lord of Ghost City—Hua Rong.
“You,” the person behind the curtain spoke. The voice was androgynous, speaking very slowly, seeming quite weak, with a snake-like coldness. “Why have you come to my Ghost City?”
Xie Gutang had already fainted, Jian Xingzhi couldn’t speak. The question this person asked could only be answered by Qin Wanwan.
Qin Wanwan knelt on the ground, frantically thinking. “Because… because…”
“Because of what?” Cuilu frowned impatiently. Qin Wanwan panicked and immediately blurted out, “Because of love!”
This answer stunned everyone. Qin Wanwan swallowed and boldly began spinning her lie. “My master… my master has long admired the City Lord. Hearing that the City Lord was recruiting male favorites, my master brought me here, wanting to become the City Lord’s male favorite!”
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi secretly rolled his eyes.
The person behind the curtain laughed. “Become this seat’s male favorite? Does he know this seat?”
They couldn’t say they knew each other.
The more lies one told, the more holes would appear. Qin Wanwan gripped Jian Xingzhi’s sleeve to calm herself down and began spinning her tale. “We’ve never met, but Master has long admired the City Lord’s great name. Hearing that the City Lord possesses profound magical powers, is generous and righteous, with loyalty that pierces the clouds, and beauty like a celestial immortal, Master was deeply moved. Confident in his own acceptable appearance, he wishes to enter the City Lord’s Manor to contribute his meager strength to the City Lord’s happiness, with absolutely no other intentions. Please, my lord, see clearly!”
Jian Xingzhi leaned against Qin Wanwan’s embrace, organizing his spiritual energy. At first, feeling Qin Wanwan grip his sleeve, he felt somewhat tender, thinking she must be terrified right now. He would adjust himself in a moment and fight their way out, lest she be scared to death here.
But listening to Qin Wanwan’s flattery, as she went on and on, he caught the meaning in her words and couldn’t help but turn to look at her with a shocked gaze.
What did she mean? She’d sold him so many times she didn’t even feel ashamed anymore?
Qin Wanwan pretended not to see Jian Xingzhi’s gaze and continued speaking well of Hua Rong. “City Lord, my master and I truly just want to improve our living conditions. We have no other designs on Ghost City, absolutely no malicious intent!”
“Improve your living conditions…” Hua Rong listened to Qin Wanwan’s words and laughed lightly. “Very well.”
Both Qin Wanwan and Jian Xingzhi froze. Jian Xingzhi immediately grabbed Qin Wanwan’s sleeve in return.
He couldn’t be sent away now. At this moment, he couldn’t protect his chastity!
Sensing Jian Xingzhi’s fear, Qin Wanwan was also afraid.
She began pulling her sleeve away, not letting Jian Xingzhi grab her. Hua Rong was at the Tribulation Crossing stage—if she truly took a liking to Jian Xingzhi, Qin Wanwan couldn’t protect him either.
Knowing she would definitely sell him out, Jian Xingzhi was even more unwilling to let go. He seemed to clutch her hand, struggling with her.
As the master and disciple secretly pulled at each other, they heard Hua Rong behind the curtain seem to take a sip of tea before instructing Cuilu. “Take the one in purple down, nurse him well, and after he’s recovered, send him to my chamber.”
Jian Xingzhi and Qin Wanwan both froze. The two exchanged glances, then heard Hua Rong give another order. “As for the other two, lock them up first. We’ll interrogate them another day.”
“Wait!” Qin Wanwan straightened up and shouted.
Cuilu looked over coldly. “What is it?”
Qin Wanwan held it in for a long time, trembling as she raised her hand and pointed at Jian Xingzhi. “My master… is this one.”
Jian Xingzhi sat to the side with his arms crossed and legs folded, glanced at Qin Wanwan, sneered and turned his head away, ignoring her.
Cuilu looked at Jian Xingzhi and frowned. “The City Lord didn’t take a liking to your master.”
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi scoffed mockingly. “Ha.”
These women must all be blind.
Qin Wanwan didn’t dare say more. She watched people bring over a stretcher, place Xie Gutang on it, and carefully cover him with white cloth, as if he were about to be carried off for cremation.
Nanfeng looked pitifully at Qin Wanwan. Qin Wanwan blinked sorrowfully, signaling him to continue staying with Xie Gutang. Nanfeng stiffened, then crawled into Xie Gutang’s clothes.
Xie Gutang was carried away. Guards came forward to put shackles on them both. Cuilu cast two spells to seal their spiritual power, and the guards yanked the chains, shouting, “Move!”
Both Jian Xingzhi and Qin Wanwan were pulled up. Seeing Qin Wanwan stumble, Jian Xingzhi raised his hand to block the guard’s hand, looking at him coldly. “Don’t seek death.”
“What my master means is,” before the guard could react, Qin Wanwan quickly interjected, blinking at the guard with utmost seriousness, “he’s very delicate. Please be gentle, big brothers, or he’ll die.”
The guard saw Qin Wanwan’s face clearly and, facing those sincere watery eyes, hesitated for a moment, turned his head away, no longer bothered by it, and said coldly, “Let’s go.”
The two were pressed into a prisoner transport cart. Jian Xingzhi sat to one side meditating. The cart was just wooden bars surrounding them—all their actions were completely visible.
Qin Wanwan didn’t dare disturb him. Fearing onlookers with ulterior motives, she curled up to the side, watching his complexion worsen the longer he meditated. When it was time to leave the cart, Qin Wanwan didn’t bother asking—she simply carried him on her back directly. After carrying him into the prison cell, guards rushed up to shackle them both with iron chains, locking them to the wall.
Qin Wanwan watched the guards leave, calling out loudly, “Take care, big brothers! Come visit often if you have time!”
Hearing her words, the guards quickened their departing steps.
After the guards left, Qin Wanwan quickly went to check on Jian Xingzhi. “How are you now?”
Jian Xingzhi frowned and didn’t speak. Qin Wanwan used her divine sense to examine his body. He didn’t guard against her. With a simple probe, Qin Wanwan saw that his spiritual power had been organized into orderly flows, but his consciousness sea was in complete chaos.
After brief consideration, Qin Wanwan understood. Since arriving in this small world, Jian Xingzhi had often used his divine sense transformed into spiritual power to barely hold on. That heaven-supporting sword strike at the Sword Trial Assembly secret realm had nearly caused his consciousness sea to collapse right then. Just now, taking Hua Rong’s palm strike must have caused problems in his consciousness sea.
“Divine sense strength is harder to cultivate than spiritual power. If you keep consuming it like this, your consciousness sea collapsing is only a matter of time.” Seeing his pale complexion, Qin Wanwan used her divine sense to envelop Jian Xingzhi’s consciousness sea, using Jishan’s cultivation method to repair it for him.
She had cultivated for two hundred years. Her physical constitution wasn’t good, so she could only cultivate divine sense strength. Her parents had prepared many secret techniques for her. Now, helping Jian Xingzhi, they finally had some use.
Jian Xingzhi only felt as if a clear spring poured into his mind, irrigating his consciousness sea where lava roiled everywhere. Getting some respite, he quickly circulated his cultivation method, stabilized his mental state, and together with Qin Wanwan, repaired his consciousness sea to completion before wearily opening his eyes.
“How is it?”
Qin Wanwan asked with concern. Jian Xingzhi’s movements stiffened. He replied awkwardly, “I’m fine.”
Seeing he had strength, Qin Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground. “Good that you’re fine.”
Jian Xingzhi didn’t speak. He sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands shackled at his shoulders on both sides. After a while, he felt a strange sensation rising in his body. His expression changed slightly.
His spiritual power was sealed by Cuilu. The parasitic insect he had forcibly suppressed earlier now found its opportunity and became active.
This parasitic insect crawled everywhere in his body. Wherever it passed, a peculiar desire arose.
He had practiced pure cultivation methods since childhood and had never experienced such distracting thoughts. Now, because of the parasitic insect, he had some lustful thoughts. Though he didn’t feel ashamed, he was somewhat agitated.
Jian Xingzhi closed his eyes and began trying to break through Cuilu’s restriction or attempting other methods to catch the parasitic insect.
However, this insect was unusually cunning. It rampaged through his body feeding on fresh blood, vaguely gaining strength, disturbing him to the point where he couldn’t calm down to break through Cuilu’s restriction.
Qin Wanwan didn’t notice Jian Xingzhi’s abnormality. She sat cross-legged on the ground and began trying to sense Nanfeng’s location. After sensing it, she used the master-servant connection to speak to Nanfeng. “Nanfeng.”
“Master.”
“How is Daojun Xie?”
“He’s fine,” Nanfeng’s voice was very small. “They treated his injuries and left. Daojun Xie’s condition is stable now, just hasn’t woken up yet.”
Hearing that Xie Gutang was alright, Qin Wanwan felt relieved. It seemed Hua Rong considered Xie Gutang a male favorite and probably wasn’t so cruel as to force herself on someone while they were seriously injured.
“That’s good. Take good care of Daojun Xie.” Qin Wanwan instructed. “I’ll think of a way to rescue him.”
“Wuwuwu, Master, you must come rescue us.”
After Nanfeng cried for a bit, Qin Wanwan unilaterally cut off the communication.
After confirming Xie Gutang’s safety, Qin Wanwan relaxed considerably. This task was hers and Jian Xingzhi’s after all. With Xie Gutang dragged into it, there was no reason he should become the one sacrificing the most.
Qin Wanwan thought for a moment, then turned to look at Jian Xingzhi. “Master, how confident are you in breaking through Cuilu’s restriction? How long will it take?”
“Not confident.”
Jian Xingzhi was already irritable. Hearing Qin Wanwan’s voice was like foxtail grass tickling his heart. He felt the Seduction Bone Insect seemed to become even more excited, so he snapped at Qin Wanwan. “Talk less.”
“Master, stop making trouble.” Qin Wanwan frowned. “Daojun Xie is in danger right now. We need to think of a way to rescue him quickly.”
“Why are you so concerned about him?”
Hearing Qin Wanwan defend Xie Gutang, Jian Xingzhi opened his eyes and glared at her. New grudges and old grievances surged into his heart together. “I’m your master—why don’t you care about me? Every day you hit me and sell me without a second thought. Just now you wanted to give me away, and now you’re so worried about him?”
“Daojun Xie treats me well,” Qin Wanwan said matter-of-factly. “Besides, this matter has nothing to do with him originally. Isn’t it right for us to be responsible?”
“He treats you well,” Jian Xingzhi’s heart was restless. He drew up the knee closer to Qin Wanwan’s direction, blocking her line of sight, before beginning to focus on arguing with her. “So I treat you badly?”
“Master, let’s not be childish,” Qin Wanwan earnestly tried to persuade Jian Xingzhi. “The urgent matter now is to rescue him.”
“He’s a half-step Divine Transformation cultivator and needs you to rescue him?” Jian Xingzhi sneered. “What a waste.”
“But he’s injured and unconscious right now,” Qin Wanwan frowned, feeling Jian Xingzhi was being completely unreasonable. “I can’t be at ease.”
“But I’m also injured!” Jian Xingzhi stared at Qin Wanwan. “Why are you at ease about me?”
Qin Wanwan was stumped by Jian Xingzhi’s question. Looking at his eyes full of accusation, she actually felt somewhat guilty for a moment and stammered, “Your injury… didn’t I help you?”
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi was momentarily at a loss for words. He turned his head away, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged in meditation.
The Seduction Bone Insect was too shameful. He didn’t want Qin Wanwan to know, so he quietly thought of solutions himself, struggling to break through Cuilu’s restriction on one hand while feeling this thing running wildly through his body on the other.
Seeing Jian Xingzhi’s reaction and smelling the sweet, cloying fragrance in the air, Qin Wanwan belatedly remembered the Seduction Bone Insect.
She wasn’t quite sure if this thing was in Jian Xingzhi’s body, nor was she sure if this thing was still alive, but seeing Jian Xingzhi’s reaction, he probably really did have some problem.
Qin Wanwan observed Jian Xingzhi and apologized in a low voice. “Um… I was wrong. I shouldn’t have only cared about Daojun Xie. You… do you need my help?”
As soon as she spoke so gently and softly, the parasitic insect became even more agitated.
Jian Xingzhi felt even more irritable and snapped, “Don’t talk!”
This time when he spoke, the hoarseness in his voice was more apparent. Qin Wanwan also blushed a little. She explained in a small voice, “Um, this evening I heard that Qingzhu had a Seduction Bone Insect, saying he planned to use it on the designated courtesan champion. I don’t know if it was used on you…”
Hearing this, Qin Wanwan’s words drilled into his ears. He clenched his fists. Qin Wanwan knew this matter was shameful, so she offered more comfort. “When traveling outside, one always encounters some setbacks. Don’t take it to heart. This isn’t a big deal. How do you feel now? We can discuss it and see if I can help you somehow?”
“How can you help?”
Jian Xingzhi finally opened his eyes. He swept his cold gaze over, his eyes landing on Qin Wanwan’s face.
Qin Wanwan was already beautiful. Looking at her now made his heart race even more. It seemed even those sword techniques and Dao arts became difficult to recall.
He involuntarily stared at Qin Wanwan’s lips. He watched them open and close, vaguely seeing the tip of her tongue like a budding lotus, her lip color full and plump, like dew drops on flowers.
“I’ve heard people say before that if the Seduction Bone Insect is fed blood by a specific person, it needs that person’s blood to calm down. Feeding blood once a month can maintain clear consciousness. But once blood feeding begins, it cannot stop, and the infected person will have a certain dependency on the blood-feeder. Have you been fed blood? What do you feel now?”
Jian Xingzhi closed his eyes, not daring to look at her.
Qin Wanwan looked at him with concern. “Master, actually this isn’t really a big deal…”
“I want to kiss you.”
Jian Xingzhi spoke abruptly. Qin Wanwan froze in place. Jian Xingzhi opened his eyes, looking at her openly and honestly, his expression calm. “This is my fault. I apologize to you. But this is an extraordinary moment, so please try not to speak. It interferes with me.”
Qin Wanwan’s heart was pounding fiercely. She nodded mutely.
The infected person would have dependency on the blood-feeder. She had told Jian Xingzhi—how he chose was his business. It wasn’t appropriate for her to say more.
Qin Wanwan stopped talking, closed her eyes, and began trying to break through Cuilu’s restriction.
Jian Xingzhi bit down hard on his own lip. Blood flowed into his mouth. After a while.
Completely useless.
Jian Xingzhi cursed silently and concentrated wholeheartedly on battling with that parasitic insect, to see who would win.
Half the night passed. The fragrance in the prison cell grew increasingly intense. Jian Xingzhi’s whole person looked as if he’d been fished out of water, covered in cold sweat. He glanced at the sleeping Qin Wanwan, bit his teeth, and finally spoke. “Beicheng.”
Qin Wanwan drowsily opened her eyes, saw Jian Xingzhi’s bloodshot eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. Then she heard Jian Xingzhi speak. “After feeding blood, besides feeding blood every month, are there any other connections with the blood-feeder?”
“Possibly…” Qin Wanwan also found it difficult to say. “One might have some specific thoughts about the blood-feeder…”
Jian Xingzhi spoke. After a moment, his voice was very soft. “After breaking through the restriction, if I cannot kill the parasitic insect, I’ll give you a heart-connecting talisman. If in the future I lose control and hurt you, in an emergency, you can use this talisman to kill me.”
Qin Wanwan froze in place. She only now realized that hearing this plan, Jian Xingzhi’s greatest worry wasn’t that he would be dependent on her blood and controlled by her, but rather that he feared losing control and hurting her.
She lowered her head in acknowledgment. “Mm, I… I won’t have any other demands either. I’ll feed blood on time every month. When we return to the Immortal Realm later and switch bodies back, everything will be fine.”
“Then,” Jian Xingzhi looked at the distance between them. “How do we feed the blood?”
Qin Wanwan raised her head. Only then did she notice that both of them had their hands and feet chained to the wall. The chains were very short, completely insufficient to touch each other.
Jian Xingzhi thought for a moment and looked at her head. “Do you mind if I bite your scalp?”
“I haven’t washed my hair!”
Qin Wanwan immediately reminded him, instinctively feeling her scalp ache.
Biting blood out from the scalp—how painful would that be?
Jian Xingzhi frowned. He couldn’t bite the scalp, and the restrictions on hands and feet were too great. Below the head, he probably couldn’t bite anything.
He looked up to examine her. “What if I bite your nose?”
“No!”
Qin Wanwan immediately refused. “I’ll be disfigured!”
“Then what place can I bite?”
Jian Xingzhi was unusually patient, bearing with it as he discussed with Qin Wanwan. “You tell me how to feed this blood.”
Qin Wanwan stopped talking. She thought for a moment and pressed her lips together. “You… you bite my mouth.”
Jian Xingzhi froze. Qin Wanwan took a deep breath. “My… my lip skin is thin, easy to bite, easy to heal.”
“Oh.”
Jian Xingzhi didn’t dare look at her. His heart was beating faster from nervousness. “Then… then you lean over.”
Qin Wanwan responded softly.
The two tried hard to move closer to each other. Qin Wanwan didn’t dare open her eyes, only kept reminding him, “You… be gentle… just one drop of blood is enough, don’t bite too hard…”
Before she finished speaking, someone bit down on her lip.
She cried out. The moment blood flowed out, the other party’s tongue tip curled, drawing the blood between his lips, then immediately released her.
That instant tingling sensation left Qin Wanwan completely dazed. Jian Xingzhi quickly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes as if nothing had happened, and began forming seals with his hands while meditating.
“This parasitic insect has quieted down. I’ll be able to break through the restriction soon.”
Jian Xingzhi’s ears were so red they were about to drip blood. He seemed very afraid Qin Wanwan would speak at this moment and hurriedly changed the subject. “Let’s go rescue Xie Gutang right away.”
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**Author’s Note:**
**[Mini Theater]**
At first:
Jian Xingzhi: “Why care about Xie Gutang? Why do you treat him better than me? As your master, I treat you so well, but all you know is to scam me, sell me, and hit me. Why do you care about some Divine Transformation cultivator like Xie Gutang? If he needs you to rescue him, he’s just a waste!”
Qin Wanwan: “Are you jealous of him?”
Jian Xingzhi: “Me, jealous? Ha, what a joke. What’s there to be jealous of in his trashy sword techniques?”
(After one kiss)
Jian Xingzhi: “I’ll go rescue him right now.”
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PS: If you can’t figure out exactly what they look like, I drew a picture on Weibo. You can refer to it to see why they can’t bite other places…
I worked hard to eliminate all possibilities of them biting other places!
That’s right—we have no destiny together; it all depends on the author making it happen!