Magic City, a high-end restaurant.
Xu Mo showed up at the VIP private room, complete with a dragon tail.
Stepping into the private room.
Xu Mo was momentarily stunned.
Because the friend Zhang Naixi had recently mentioned meeting.
Xu Mo also knew!
Not only did he know her, but they had a history.
Oh, it was from childhood.
It's worth noting that Yang Jingxuan was never Xu Mo's girlfriend.
She was just a little girl from childhood that Xu Mo loved to tease.
A little girl who always followed Xu Mo around.
"Big Brother Xu, you're finally here. Then, I'll start ordering."
Zhang Naixi said casually.
Her gaze glanced at An Youyi behind Xu Mo.
Then shifted away.
This fierce cousin of his was good in every way.
It's just sometimes that personality is a bit of a headache.
Xu Mo's lips twitched slightly.
【Don't leave Jingxuan out!】
【Cousin, shouldn't you make the effort, pretend to introduce her? Just go through the motions】
【I can't believe I have to remind you of such a small thing!】
【I'm so done with this!】
"Cousin, when did you two meet?"
Xu Mo pretended not to understand.
The righteous female cop and the daughter of a military bigwig knowing each other and becoming good friends.
It's the standard setup, the righteous pairing in the book.
A duo, companions arranged by the author for the protagonist.
It can be understood as the law of attraction.
In the previous life, it was the same, Xu Mo wasn't too surprised.
Zhang Naixi and Yang Jingxuan both were startled.
They understood now why Xu Shi had asked them to be flexible.
And Xu Shi had shown no stress, being very calm.
It turns out this inner voice is a huge flaw!!
Xu Mo thought he knew them, then predicted their predictions.
But they could hear Xu Mo's inner voice.
They predicted the prediction of Xu Mo's predictions!
Xu Mo noticed his character was off, then predicted the prediction of the prediction of their predictions.
Seriously ignoring the inner voice!!
They predicted again------------
Alright!! Enough!!
No infinite nesting!!
"Hmph, we met on the day of your wedding banquet. Any problem with that?" Yang Jingxuan snorted coldly, acting all arrogant.
Staying true to her character.
After confirming the look.
She's still the Yang Jingxuan Xu Mo knew!!
Xu Mo's lips unconsciously raised a trace of a smile, his eyes full of relief.
【Jingxuan is still Jingxuan】
【Still one of the few heroines who hasn't had her character crumble】
【A breath of fresh air!!】
"Ding, congratulations to the host for receiving cash +23333."
"No problem (o´ω`o)و"
Xu Mo suppressed the joy inside, simply replied.
Yang Jingxuan rolled her beautiful eyes.
On her fair forehead, faint veins could be seen protruding.
What do you mean I'm still me?
What do you mean I'm a breath of fresh air?
You want to cut you ---------- so you can't take care of yourself in the future.
You won't even have a place to cry, believe it or not?!
Yang Jingxuan thought about it, while also persuading herself.
Today there's something to ask Xu Mo, so I'll let him off for now.
Be thankful for my magnanimity!!
"Big Brother Xu, what would you like to eat?"
Zhang Naixi asked, trying not to laugh, as she looked at her phone.
In the private room, besides being able to call over the waiter for ordering.
There's also online ordering by scanning a QR code.
Xu Mo isn't too picky about food, as long as it's not something underworld or terribly bad, something that just looking at it feels like a heap of 'clean and hygienic'.
Xu Mo thinks it's all good.
"Just order whatever you want."
Zhang Naixi smiled charmingly. Don't get the wrong idea. This is the smile of a pretty tomboy.
"Alright, I'm not standing on ceremony then."
Even an emperor doesn't starve his soldiers.
With Zhang Naixi’s personality.
She definitely wants to feed Xu Mo full and hearty.
After ordering.
Xu Mo wanted to chat a bit with Zhang Naixi.
Although she's the heroine.
But after all, she's my cousin, isn't she?
And to put it another way.
A little chat wouldn't affect anything.
Thinking of this.
Xu Mo opened his mouth.
Then he suddenly discovered.
He seemed to be unnecessary by now.
Because Zhang Naixi was already chatting enthusiastically with Yang Jingxuan.
Xu Mo could not find an opening!!
The two girls chatted and laughed.
And Xu Mo and An Youyi became the background.
The Dragon Queen is so quiet.
Xu Mo dream kills better.
Not to mention whether Xu Mo could find a common topic.
Even if he found, chatting with An Youyi might not be useful!!
Yang Jingxuan and Zhang Naixi looked at each other.
Felt it was about time.
It was time to go straight to the main point!
“Sister Jingxuan, I heard you're cracking down on a gang of criminals with some recent progress. Mind sharing details?”
Sure! Naixi, I'll tell you how these guys are wicked, utterly rotten, in dirty dealings that can't see the light! They're some organization called Zhongxintang, have you ever heard of it?
"Zhongxintang? A group of societal scum, actually shameless enough to call themselves that? I haven’t heard of it, but recently I heard my grandfather say that some of his friends want to crack down on an organization called Kuangdaotang here in Magic City as well."
"Ah? This place is so chaotic? Quietly it's given birth to these scum organizations?!"
"There’s more, last night at dinner, I heard my grandfather muttering about Zhuque Hall, Qinglong Gate, Zhouhu Hall and those."
The two girls talked one after another.
Their expressions and actions were well played.
Though not enough to amaze.
But to confuse uninformed bystanders, that was more sufficient.
No can do.
Women are natural-born actors.
Take a simple example.
A situation that might tear up brotherhood, boys usually just have a fight, argue, then go out to have some food late at night, drink some wine.
We'll let the matter pass.
But it's different for women.
Something as insignificant as a sesame, a bean.
In a dormitory with only a few girls.
Could film at least fifty episodes, each episode more than one hour long of palace politics drama.
Battling hearts and minds, smiling knives, concealed gossip.
These are basic operations.
Xu Mo originally took out his phone to watch short videos to kill time before the meal arrives.
And Yang Jingxuan and Zhang Naixi’s voices stayed low enough.
Just enough for Xu Mo to heard.
At this time.
Xu Mo was stunned.
Stunned and could not find east from west.
【What the!？！ What's going on here?! How could you two possibly know such names of these gangs at this time?】
【Am I hallucinating? Must be hallucinating!】
【Mad!! You actually want to ambush them?】
【Those are the basic bases for your future husbands! Don't destroy!】
【If you destroy these places, believe me, President Dragon'll cry seriously long in the bathroom: Whimper., You know major sad】
【Pull teeth from a Dragon's mowth, pain cracking you! o(╥﹏╥)o most common responses】
【Luckily you're just talking about names, not knowing addresses, so spared my doom!】
【Resisting Xu's baddies power strong to ensure security for successor!】
"Huh? You’re actually listening, Big Brother Xu? Since you’re listening, then we're dealing with possible patchnote issues. Living in Magic City so long you may have heard word on the bumping gigs rodeo trail for certain backgrounds like Qinglong Gate, Zhouhu Hall, Zhongxintang, Zhuque Hall, Kuang-o-taozhang. Hobe again noticed such background don’t remember sidekicks may peek with grass apart around privates behind them sir."
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
