That night, Lin Xiaosu lay sprawled atop Mad Wolf, his thoughts drifting far away.
As for this particular position, it was honestly rather improper.
The ground was full of pits and hollows, sharp rocks and shattered stones everywhere. It truly was not fit for sleeping.
If they absolutely had to sleep, the most normal arrangement would have been for Lin Xiaosu to lie down while some beauty nestled in his arms, using him as a cushion.
Whenever Lin Xiaosu slept with other women, that was how he did it.
Only when he was with Mad Wolf did Mad Wolf become the one doing it.
Her specialty was being sturdy and durable...
Lin Xiaosu's thoughts drifted back to the Kun Cang of old. Following that butterfly, they flew into the jianghu road once traveled by a certain senior brother...
That senior brother was someone he was willing to call a true senior brother.
He was Gu Jian Youchen.
When he roamed the jianghu, he went by the name Jian Wuchen.
Jian Wuchen's Sword Dao was exceptional, his heart free of dust. Light robes, white horse, riding unrestrained through the mortal world.
But one day, he encountered a Reincarnation Holy Maiden named Du Yuexin.
Du Yuexin played the qin by the lake and danced beneath the moon. She accompanied him through the longest, most romantic stretch of his jianghu journey, and quietly veiled his Swordheart in a layer of soft gauze.
He did not want his Swordheart veiled in gauze. He did not want the wild, boundless journey through the jianghu to stray from its course.
He fled far away from her.
Yet on a moonlit night, beneath the distant Sword Gate Pass, Du Yuexin caught up with him.
That night, their paths through the mortal world finally reached a turning point,