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 commotion in the distance sent shivers down one's spine.


The two exchanged glances and immediately stood up, ready to rush over to assist, but after only a few steps, Jiang Feng felt a blur before his eyes, his legs went weak, and he nearly fainted on the spot.


The sharp and piercing sound was distant, but it still collided back and forth in his mind, causing his blood to surge and make him feel like something was unsettling inside his body, barely under control.


But soon, the intense discomfort gradually dissipated.


As his consciousness slowly returned, he looked up and realized that he had firmly grasped Cen Yueyue's slender wrist, even the veins on the back of his hand bulging with effort.


Regrettably, he was in no mood to appreciate the delicate touch of her fingertips, feeling the vibrant elasticity with just a slight exertion.


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