Sueños Florales en la Ciudad - Capítulo 157
After a moment of distraction, the girl suddenly felt all the pent-up sorrow fly away, and her heart was instantly filled with the joy of blooming flowers.
"Oh!" She pursed her lips, intending to put on a sullen face, but instead her expression blossomed into a radiant smile as she softly said, "Great...Great hero, you...you're here too..."
The Sky is Clear in the Jianghu II Epilogue 2009-07-29 18:16 The autumn sky is deep blue and vast.
"Hero, is this your home?"
On the bluestone path, a rosy-cheeked girl pointed at a majestic city in the distance, her big, dark eyes wide open.
The autumn leaves and blossoms rustled in the breeze, and the maple trees covering the mountains of Bangkok resembled a red sea. The city itself seemed like a giant ship adrift on this sea, its silhouette reflected within. At the edge of this "sea" stretched endless reeds, which, when the wind blew, swirled like snowflakes. The scenery was indescribably beautiful; even the young woman, who had traveled extensively, felt that she had never witnessed such a sight before.
"yes!"
Beside her, a handsome young man in flowing white robes smiled and removed a reed flower stuck to her hair.
The girl said enviously, "Your house is so beautiful! Such a big city, you must be very rich!"
The boy in white smiled and said, "You'll be living here from now on."
"Me?" The girl pointed to her nose. "I can live in your house too?"
The young man in white smiled slightly and said, "Of course you want to stay at my house, otherwise where else do you plan to go?"
The girl hesitated for a moment, then said, "I... I don't really have anywhere to go."
"That's settled then!" The young man in white took the girl's hand and walked forward while laughing, "However, my family has strict rules, and there are some things we can't do!"
The girl blinked her bright eyes: "What is it?"
"For example, swearing, stealing, not liking to bathe, not liking to study, not liking to practice martial arts..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" the girl cried urgently.
"What's up?"
The girl looked distressed and said, "Um, hero, I... I have a stomachache... Can I not go to your house?"
Du's "The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear" - Part One: Introduction
Who's so unlucky to have such a spendthrift child?
She couldn't read a single character, nor could she master many martial arts moves, but she was quite adept at all sorts of shameless and disgraceful things, such as eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, smoking, cheating, swindling, and stealing. Not only could she learn them quickly, but she could also apply what she learned to other situations.
Listen to what people are saying about her:
Lacking any skills, two evil deeds, three thieving hands, lazy, utterly depraved, disowning one's own family, a "seven" man who bullies women, amassing wealth from all directions, a "nine" sack of rice, utterly wicked, utterly bored, condemned by a thousand, doomed to eternal damnation...
Who are her parents? Who are they?! Just get straight to the point, let her father go to Shaolin Temple to meditate in seclusion, and her mother go to Mount Emei to do odd jobs. They shouldn't be involved in the martial arts world anymore; they can't afford to lose face like that!
I'm so puzzled. He was such a nice kid, but as he grew up, how did he turn into a scoundrel?
This is so unfair! This little kid, who no one would even glance at if he were thrown on the street, is being snatched up by several handsome men? Good heavens! Please, don't let these good-looking guys become blind and senile at such a young age!
This little rascal's story, just like in the book, is a comedy with thrills; a horror story with romance; a romance story with suspense; a suspense story with action; an action story with art...
Sigh! That's all for now. Everyone should just read tide's "Peerless Beauty in the Martial World," the wonderful story of that adorable but mischievous kid!
"The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear" - Part One: Prologue
Who's so unlucky to have such a spendthrift child?
She couldn't read a single character, nor could she master many martial arts moves, but she was quite adept at all sorts of shameless and disgraceful things, such as eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, smoking, cheating, swindling, and stealing. Not only could she learn them quickly, but she could also apply what she learned to other situations.
Listen to what people are saying about her:
Lacking any skills, two evil deeds, three thieving hands, lazy, utterly depraved, disowning one's own family, a "seven" man who bullies women, amassing wealth from all directions, a "nine" sack of rice, utterly wicked, utterly bored, condemned by a thousand, doomed to eternal damnation...
Who are her parents? Who are they?! Just get straight to the point, let her father go to Shaolin Temple to meditate in seclusion, and her mother go to Mount Emei to do odd jobs. They shouldn't be involved in the martial arts world anymore; they can't afford to lose face like that!
I'm so puzzled. He was such a nice kid, but as he grew up, how did he turn into a scoundrel?
This is so unfair! This little kid, who no one would even glance at if he were thrown on the street, is being snatched up by several handsome men? Good heavens! Please, don't let these good-looking guys become blind and senile at such a young age!
This little rascal's story, just like in the book, is a comedy with thrills; a horror story with romance; a romance story with suspense; a suspense story with action; an action story with art...
Sigh! That's all for now. Everyone should just read tide's "Peerless Beauty in the Martial World," the wonderful story of that adorable but mischievous kid!
The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear - Part One (1)
They hid numbly in the reeds, staring in horror at the hellish scene on the opposite beach, their ears filled with the screams of the dying.
The beach was littered with corpses, severed limbs, internal organs, and bits of flesh, scattered all over the ground.
Blood flowed like a stream, staining the sand and stones on the riverbank a chilling dark ochre, and crimson clouds rose from the river, spreading rapidly...
Insatiable slaughter, relentless strangulation—no one can escape it.
At this moment, those masked men in black seemed to become the masters of heaven and earth, wantonly reaping the lives of the weak.
Their immense fear kept them from making a sound.
A woman vomited by the side of the boat, an old man pressed his fist to his mouth, a middle-aged man gripped the hilt of a knife tightly, a young girl fainted, a mother and daughter clung to each other in a daze, a nun knelt on the ground and could not stand up again, a homeless child bit his lip hard... They watched helplessly, hoping that everything before them was just a nightmare...
However, no miracle occurred.
On the opposite bank, a man in black pierced a man's heart with a whip, while another man in black slashed down with a gleaming longsword. A head with raised eyebrows flew up and fell far into the river, where it was instantly swept away by the swift current, a pale red stain scattering with the waves.