North Liao

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go. 
Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass. 
Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons. 
On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes. 
A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past. 
Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.

Journey to the End of the Night

Fang Geyu had never been gazed at with such eyes before. Her expression twisted awkwardly and then she raised her eyebrows pretentiously, feigning annoyance.


She put her hands on her hips and said, "You little pervert, why are you staring at us so intensely?"


Lin Yuan protested discontentedly, "Don't talk nonsense, Si Chen is not a little pervert."


Baili An didn't care about being called a 'little pervert'.


His voice was gentle, and he lowered his head to rest his chin between Afu Tu's ears, his dark eyes flickering like unstable starlight.


"If I had family, they would definitely be the person I need to protect, the best person in the world."


Baili An didn't notice that the rabbit in his arms twitched its ears, and the shy blush under its fur faded away, turning pale.


"So..." Baili An raised his head and looked at the bemused Fang Geyu, smiling slightly, "If you call me 'brother,' I will give you all those things that I can't let others have."


Chapter 189: The Dwarf Wants to Be an Older Sister?