Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
When the weather gradually grew colder, Jun Zishu readied herself to travel back to Hangzhou City.
"Are you really leaving?" Qian Xing asked, standing by the cult's entrance as he looked at Jun Zishu.
"I am."
"Will you really not regret walking on such a path?"
"I haven't even started, so how can I have any regrets? Also, I will never regret anything in this life," Jun Zishu said as she stroked her long hair. Although she ended her words on a playful note, her voice was as firm as steel. "I'm leaving. Call me if something happens."
"When do you plan on coming clean with her?"
"That's something for me and her to decide," Jun Zishu said as she waved goodbye at Qian Xing and jumped on her horse.
"Hey, Yan Xi!" Qian Xing suddenly shouted, causing Jun Zishu to turn back and look at him.
"What is it?"
"Come back if you get bullied. The Demon Cult can more than afford to raise a Saintess."
"I got it," Jun Zishu said as she looked at Qian Xing, the boy's black robe seemingly melding with the background.
Qian Xing had seemingly taken a liking to the color black nowadays. He had abandoned all lively colors and grown more and more mature.
Before taking her leave, Jun Zishu asked Qian Xing a question.
"Qian Xing. If you fall in love with a girl one day, but that girl has you and someone else on her mind, would you be willing to share her with someone else?"
"Ha? Do I look like that kind of generous person?" Qian Xing said, finding Jun Zishu's question to be absurd. Then, he added, "It only means that the girl doesn't love me enough. Why should I commit to such a relationship?"
Oh, but you did commit to such a relationship, pal.
Jun Zishu chuckled and left on her horse.
Qian Xing watched as the red-dressed girl left, a hint of envy coloring his face.
The girl's confidence, which was like a sharp blade that could cut through everything in her path, was something he could only ever hope to have.
Even if Jun Zishu came across a dead end, she probably wouldn't ever regret her decisions.
After letting out a sigh, Qian Xing turned ar
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