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Same though 😂 looking back at my past self there are some things that make my bones tingle.
He saw himself walk with hands behind his back, wearing all black. A flute in the shade of ink stuck to his waist, hanging down with crimson colored tassels. Standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Jiang Cheng, he nodded in this direction to show respect. Attitude slightly arrogant, he took on a profound, disdainful appearance. As Wei WuXian saw the stance of his younger self, the root of his teeth even cringed in soreness. He felt that he really was pretentious, and itched to just beat the hell out of himself.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Baby! My angry grape I love youuuu!
Hearing the familiar voice, Wei WuXian's heart jumped. Nie MingJue turned around again. Jiang Cheng came over, dressed in purple, hand on his sword.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
WHIPPED
He didn't dare to protest any further. Excuse being that he needed to care for the guests, he scurried to the other side. Nie MingJue shook his head and turned around. With the turn, Wei WuXian immediately felt his eyes lit up. He felt as though snow had begun to fall from the sky, drifting toward a hall illuminated by moonlight. Side by side, Lan XiChen and Lan WangJi walked over.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
He was smart to play both sides though. He’s detestable, certainly, but highly intelligent.
Meng Yao, "Sect Leader Nie, you should understand. In that sort of situation… I had no choice."
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
It’s called a roommate
He thought to himself, At this point in time, their relationship really isn't bad. ZeWu-Jun is actually quite good at holding conversations, so why is Lan Zhan so bad at it? Well, although this is the case, being quiet is great as well. I do all the talking, and he can just listen along and add in a few 'mnn'-s. What was this called again…
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Fantasy · olashile
Glorious 😂
And so, Meng Yao was kicked down Koi Tower. He rolled down the steps, all the way from the top to the bottom.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
At this point (1700’s) china, they had a strange belief. The act of dismemberment was said to punish the convicted both in this life and the next, as Confucian ideals prohibit the mutilation of one’s body.
He was the eldest son of the QishanWen Sect's leader Wen RuoHan—Wen Xu. He was killed by Nie MingJue in Hejian. His head was cut off with a single strike and hung up in front of the troops, in demonstration to the Wen Sect's cultivators. His corpse was cut into pieces by the enraged cultivators of the Nie Sect, then ground up and smeared below the earth.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
No the paper man kissed him
On the other side of Carp Tower, Lan WangJi continued to stare at Wei WuXian's face as he sat beside him. A while later, his fingers twitched. With downcast eyes, he touched his lips softly.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
I mean what you did is awful.
The tip of Jin GuangYao's brows twitched, "Do I really disgust you so much?"
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
ANother kiss!
Lan WangJi looked to the side, at his shoulder. The paperman threw itself onto his cheek. It climbed upward, all the way to his forehead ribbon, and tugged at it, as though the ribbon was its favorite thing in the world. Lan WangJi let the paperman wriggle on his ribbon for some time. Just as he reached out to take it down, the paperman slid its way down as fast as it could. No matter intentionally or not, it bumped its head once against his lips.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
One of my favorite bits of advice from our darling.
Wei WuXian, "Don't listen to him. Let me tell you—when you grow older, you'll find out that there are more and more people you want to beat up, but you'll have to force yourself to get along with them nicely. So, since you're still young, go beat up all the people you want. At such an age, if you don't have a few proper fights, your life won't be complete."
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Heartbreaking…
Wei WuXian was just about to say that he could also find a bunch of people to help him. Fights didn't have to be one-on-one. Sometimes, the number of people in one's group could make a life-and-death difference. However, he realized that he had always seen Jin Ling go out alone, without any same-age disciples from his sect following him around. It was likely for Jin Ling to have no helpers to choose from, and thus he decided not to say anything.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Yes. It was a frame job.
He couldn't believe it—the person Mo XuanYu had been harassing was LianFang-Zun, Jin GuangYao!
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Harass as In SA. But MXY didn’t actually do it.
He had temporarily forgotten that this was Carp Tower, where Mo XuanYu harassed somebody from his own sect and was kicked out. Who would've expected that he'd return with such conspicuity, as if he knew no shame. He even slipped into a high-ranked seat along with the Two Jades of Lan…
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Is that vinegar I smell?
After entering Glamor Hall, the guests strolled down a soft, red carpet. Beside the sandalwood tables on both sides of the carpet were fair-faced maids, adorned with hoops, jades, and each with a genuine smile. With full bosoms and dainty waists, even their figures were similar, appearing both uniform and pleasing to the eye. Wei WuXian had never been able to help himself from looking a while longer when he came upon fair women. After he had been seated, he smiled at her when the maid was pouring him liquor, "Thanks."
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
The ends of his forehead ribbon danced in the breeze, gently brushing against Wei WuXian's face.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Look. A response that’s more than five condensed words!
Lan WangJi replied in a calm voice, "I am also really curious as to why your memory is so bad."
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Remembering what an "outrageous" thing did he just do to Lan WangJi, Wei WuXian couldn't help but touched his lips.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Too overwhelmed!
A moment later, Lan WangJi raised his hand. At once, Wei WuXian was startled into realization. He immediately broke into a cold sweat, fearing that Lan WangJi would smack him dead on the spot, and quickly scrambled off the bed. Turning around, he saw Lan WangJi smack his own forehead. He now lay unconscious, collapsed on the bed.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
😂 their sibling-ship kills me.
And what Jiang Cheng said was, 'Gest lost. You want to die?'
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile