Lin Fan returned to his villa.
As he thought about it, he became angrier and angrier.
"Damn it!!!"
This Xu Mo was sent by heaven to mess with him.
Tonight, it was no doubt that Xu Mo would be eating free meat.
After all, did Lin Fan even need to ask what kind of drugs he had used?
"Damn it, this playboy really deserves to die!!"
Lin Fan couldn't wait any longer.
He picked up his phone and dialed An Youyi.
He wanted Xu Mo in the hospital tomorrow.
The kind of injury that would take at least ten or fifteen days to recover from.
After a while.
The call was connected.
"Hey? The assassination plan has been temporarily changed. The time to beat up Xu Mo is set for tomorrow! I'll arrange some scapegoats for you to send over; try to lead him to a deserted alley!"
He paused.
Lin Fan's voice grew icy cold.
"If necessary, I'll take matters into my own hands!"
Dead silence.
A deathly silence.
Lin Fan remained silent on his end.
On the other side of the phone, An Youyi didn't make a sound either.
In the end, Lin Fan couldn't hold back first and raised an eyebrow.
"Slaughter, can you hear me?"
"Are you done?"
An Youyi's calm voice came through.
Lin Fan was taken aback.
It was supposed to be him asking the questions.
How did it suddenly turn into An Youyi?
Lin Fan swallowed hard, feeling something was off, but he couldn't pinpoint it. "Yeah, I'm done."
"Oh." An Youyi replied.
"Beep beep beep------------------"
The call ended.
Lin Fan's brow furrowed into a deep crease.
"Slaughter is getting more and more perfunctory!!!"
After thinking for a while, he realized she had always been like this.
Lin Fan decided not to think too much about it.
He looked forward to tomorrow, when he could finally avenge himself.
Anyone who touches his woman must pay the price!
Lin Fan made up his mind.
Tomorrow, he would aim for the weak spots.
He'd kick where it hurts.
Xu Mo wasn't invincible, was he?
He would let Xu Mo know that heaven or hell was just a thought away for him, the Dragon King.
Meanwhile, Xu Mo's side of the story.
Xu Mo's bleeding had stopped.
He had originally planned to go to the hospital, but for some reason, it just healed on its own.
Xu Mo was a bit confused.
Golden Bell Divine Skill wasn't just for defense, was it?
How come it included healing too?
But no more bleeding was a good thing.
There was still a neat bite mark left on his hand.
Looking at the mark, Xu Mo found himself lost in thought. "Should I go get a rabies shot?"
At that moment.
"Buzz--------------------------------"
His phone on the desk suddenly vibrated.
Xu Mo picked it up and pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Qiaoqiao, what's up?"
On the other end of the line, the demoness Zhou Qiaoqiao was initially taken aback but then spoke with joy.
"We're going to take wedding photos tomorrow."
"That fast?"
"It's not fast; these things need to be prepared in advance. We've already postponed it for too long. Oh, by the way, I was thinking of having a traditional Chinese-style wedding. What do you think?"
"I told you, just do what makes you happy. It's up to you to arrange everything."
"Okay, then we'll talk more tomorrow when we arrive. Did you miss me tonight?"
Xu Mo was caught off guard by the question.
The plan for tonight was supposed to be his final bachelor party.
But thanks to that stupid woman and the Dragon King, the plan was ruined.
Xu Mo was in a terrible mood.
Not only was he bitten by a dog, but the dog also bit him back.
Who could he even talk to about this?
What's with calling the demoness Qiaoqiao?
First of all, the lick dog role was gone.
Xu Mo had finally shed his biggest burden.
Secondly, this was his wife.
He could call her whatever he wanted.
Oh well, back to the main topic.
Except for the final step, everything else had been done.
Xu Mo felt that there would be no more entanglement with these heroines.
After all, the heroines belonged to the protagonist.
And he wasn't the protagonist, right?
"I missed you, with every breath I took."
Xu Mo played the ultimate playboy.
Just kidding.
He had been practicing since he was a kid.
After a few more exchanges, his words made the demoness laugh uproariously, giggling nonstop.
Zhou Qiaoqiao admitted.
Xu Mo was quite skilled in this area.
She felt relieved!
How could one person handle it?
It's impossible.
Stolen water is sweet, forbidden fruit is pleasant to taste.
Zhou Qiaoqiao wasn't being timid, nor was she forced.
Otherwise, how could she possibly be willing to share Xu Mo with those little vixens?
"That's it for now, darling, I'm hanging up. See you later."
"Yeah, get some rest (good night) [in a whisper]-----------------"
After hanging up, Xu Mo reclined on a soft and comfortable sofa.
He hadn't even returned to the Xu Family yet.
What's with the wedding date approaching?
As the groom, shouldn't he be handling things?
Forget it.
Xu Fuqiang and Su Ting had it all taken care of.
Even Xu Fuqiang suggested not letting him, that little brat, return to mess things up.
Just come back the night before the wedding.
The Xu Family wasn't short on money.
Thanks to the power of cash,
what normally took a month or two to complete,
had been shortened to just a few days.
The parents were happy to help.
Xu Mo was grateful for their help.
He had even more excuses to slack off.
How satisfying.
"Knock knock knock-----------------------"
Xu Mo's eyes hadn't even closed for a while when there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Clang-------"
The door was pushed open.
It was the female Dragon King.
Xu Mo looked up at the female Dragon King but didn't get up.
"What's up, Youyi? I already gave you the amount for a week in advance."
He reminded her.
An Youyi stopped in front of Xu Mo's head.
She looked down.
Her gaze met Xu Mo's.
From Xu Mo's position,
it was easy to see the two normal mountain peaks.
If it were Zhang Naixi or Xu Shi,
they probably wouldn't even be able to see their faces.
So sometimes, bigger isn't always better.
Normal is just fine.
"I know."
An Youyi said three words in a low voice.
Then her gaze stayed on Xu Mo's face.
They just kept looking at each other without saying a word.
After about five minutes,
Xu Mo couldn't take it anymore, his neck getting sore.
He tried to sit up.
"Just say what you want. Want a raise? Sure. Want a vacation? Granted. Want to skip work? Even better – cough cough-----------------"
Xu Mo hadn't even finished his sentence.
An Youyi's slender hands landed on Xu Mo's collarbones.
And then she pushed Xu Mo back down.
Xu Mo was stunned.
"What the?! The female Dragon King is making a move, huh?"
"You've finally lost patience"
"Heh, I've always known your true colors"
"Go ahead, come at me!!"
"Wait wait wait----------what’s going on here?"
Xu Mo was in disbelief.
The back of his head was sinking into something soft.
What was going on?
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
