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?

The raised elbow did not fall towards that familiar face immediately.


Because she sensed that, the moment Jiang Feng tackled her down, he almost instinctively stretched out his hand to cushion her head from behind to prevent injury.


This gesture stirred certain memories deep within her heart; if she remembered correctly, when they were only six or seven years old, such scenes had occurred more than once. Every time she fell, he would protect her like this.


Even Jiang Feng himself neglected this instinct, but the next second.


Blood gushed from his nose; he nearly blacked out on the spot but the strength in his hand did not fade. The left hand that was originally supporting the girl's head suddenly exerted force.


In the end, they still had to face reality.


Chapter 91: A Special Wedding [Seeking First Orders on Launch]