Walk The Jianghu Novels & Stories

Chenguang and Jiao Long was walking through the forest. They had the book and wanted to give this to the king Qing Yuan. But actually it's a plan. What's their plan? Let's see. They were walking. Suddenly Chenguang became tired. She couldn't walk anymore. "I can't walk anymore. I wanna rest." Chenguang said stopped walking. Jiao Long looked at her. "No rest is allowed. I won't allow it. Walk." He said walking again.

"Losing just a little blood made me cold, dizzy... I thought I was gonna die. Only then did I get it—what I put you through. I stole your blood. I deserve to die..." His voice broke as he wept, like a kid who'd done something unforgivable. "I deserve to die... I deserve to die..." I sighed. "You don't have to die. Just stay out of my life." *** Back home, Vincent insisted on wiring me a ridiculous amount of money. "This is a breakup fee. If you don't take it, that means you don't agree to break up." I took it. Just like that, I was financially free. ***

But he quickly adjusted – getting used to it in the Lotus Blossom Tea Room. He saw a man dressed in the style of a jianghu world practitioner; he ordered a drink from the bartender, a half-old man who looked dexterous. "Give me Huangjiu wine, and I will explore the black market." The bartender then gave one token to the Jianghu man, and then he sneaked and walked into a faint room, in front of which was a bouncer. After he showed the bartender a token, the bouncer did not deter the Jianghu man.

He held her hand, and they walked in together. — ✦ — The welcome or homecoming, if you could call it that, was cold. If it was the old Lihua she would have been down but she leave out the emotions, just how Yijun taught her The gate disciple jolted at Yijun’s name. The escort was the sort of professional that you know would happily be rude if the rules didn’t stop him. They walked a quiet path that skipped every busy courtyard. Obviously, someone had mapped out a route to hide his return.

Jiang Xiaorou went to the bed, made herself up, and began to cry, holding her voice in order not to attract attention, but also to vent the stress of the previous situation. Her tears were also of joy because Jiang Wushuang was here, it wasn't a hallucination, she was able to fulfill her wish. Her crying continued for a long time until she ended up in a deep sleep hugging the girl. Jiang Wushuang while sleeping said in her mind ("Blood for blood, I will destroy your body and burn your soul in the flames of hell") * YMYLOL means outcasts

Zhi Rou glared at the receiver, “Tell her to fuck off, Mr Zhao is in no condition to see her. Tell her she’s been banned from ever entering here!” Jin Yong looked over his shoulder to the woman wearing sunglasses and said to Zhi Rou, “So he isn’t in?” He heard no reply from Zhi Rou which made him sweat. He placed the phone down and walked up to the gate, “I’m sorry Miss Jiang, although Mr Zhao is in, he isn’t answering the receiver and without his permission, I can’t let you in.”

Jiang Tao stood up and walked toward the Wingeds with his gun in hand. "You chickens, now I'm by myself, and I want to fight you all. Do you dare to accept my challenge?" There were only six Wingeds left, and they glanced at each other with confusion when Jiang Tao walked to them. "This is a good opportunity to kill him," a Winged said. "No, these humans are very crafty. They definitely have some tricks up their sleeves," another Winged said. "If you're scared, you can stand away, and I'll deal with him."

His sword Qi was used by Ding Hao to deal with the disciples of his Sect, which was absolutely a burning shame and humiliation. He slowly stood up from the chair, walked slowly, stepped on the four unlucky men who had escaped from the water dungeon before. With a clicking sound, four people were trampled into meat sauce without even making a scream; Ning Huxiao walked in blood and bones, like a bloodthirsty jade-faced Shura. The malicious and insidious smile on his face was like a bone scraper, making people shiver all over, though not because of the cold.

Xiu Xing exclaimed as his face turned red in anger. “Oh. Look over there, your people were like sheep in a lion's den” Jiang Fu said pointing towards where Ding Bang was carefreely killing people. “What happened to you? Are you sick? Your complexion didn't look well” “Bastard!” Xiu Xing can't take Jiang Fu's taunt any longer and immediately pounce at him. A fight broke out between the two as they exchanged blow after blow. Tian Ningzi on the other hand grabbed the opportunity to send an attack towards the people doing the ritual.

Li Jingjing pushed Li Jhie and Qiu away, but they resisted. "We will leave this place altogether, no one will be left out. For now, we need to get to Tilanqiao to get Jouri back." Li Jhie walked in front of Li Jingjing and offered his arm, to carry her again. His bare feet, too, are swollen and wounded from all the running in the streets, but he cannot afford to stop. He breathed deep and carried her in his arms. "I long dreamed since I was young that you will carry me in your arms, but I did not imagine that it will happen this way," Li Jingjing chuckled.