A skillful hand plucks the stars

Lu Xiao had followed his master for eighteen years, excelling in both medicine and martial arts.
After five years of military service, he returned to the city to search for his origins.
Faced with flashes of knives and shadows of swords, he was decisive in killing, dominating everyone.
When it came to the matters of the heart, he said, "Still… the Young Miss is the best."

Just Discharged From the Military and Got Tied Down by A Cold Beauty

Shi He opened his mouth, feeling as if he was about to collapse completely.


Liang Xiaoying had spoken plainly, which was... they wouldn't help, wouldn't ally.


Either Life and Death Valley faces Xuanyuan Tomb by itself, or apologize to Lu Xiao and strive for forgiveness.


"Fine! Fine! Fine! So this is how you all play, huh!"


"Then fine, I'm not participating in this battle, let's see how you manage without me!" Shi He pointed at the others, roaring in anger.


Lu Xiao's eyebrows raised slightly: "Someone keeps saying Lu Xiao will bring disaster upon the Divine Continent Realm, but in the end, he himself refuses to fight, tsk tsk tsk, so much for the goodness of human nature."


"Shi He, I think what Sect Leader Lu said makes sense, don't be rash." Liang Xiaoying looked at Shi He with a somewhat displeased gaze.


How had he never noticed before what a fool, what an idiot, what a hypocrite Shi He was.


Chapter 647: Anyway, He Never Won