The Tail of the Full Moon

"If you were the supreme master of the Dao of Immortals, revered by countless beings, able to glimpse life and death, and understand the destiny, what kind of woman would you seek as a partner?"
Jiang Feng: "I would marry an eighteen-year-old."
"...do you want to die?"
"I'd rather die to marry an eighteen-year-old."

Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

Rubbed his sore eyes, glanced at the brightening window outside, he still reluctantly moved his butt and got out of bed.


Leisurely put on his shoes, pinched his sour brow, the draining of his essence wasn't as horrifying as he imagined, but it was definitely far from pleasant. Based on his own feeling, he reckoned it would take at least a week to fully recover to a state of vigor.


"No wonder Mr. Xue walks every day as if he is floating in the sky..."


Last night, he had slept peacefully; he surrendered his appearance to ensure safety. However, he couldn't help but bitterly smile to himself; no wonder Lu Luo could only practice her craft in the brothel.


Switching to a man, who could withstand it? Just being embraced and nibbled twice by her was this exhausting, not to mention if he had genuinely engaged in deeper acts, he probably couldn't even leave the bed the next day.


Chapter 81: The Culprit Emerges