Wan Jie Xian Zong Novels & Stories

Walking towards the two, Grandpa Wu spoke to Ming Yue, "Little Yue, who is this man?" "Ah, Grandfather.. This man is.." Ming Yue who finally noticed that there were others aside from the two of them, glanced at Long Zhi Qiang when Grandpa Wu asked who the man was. Ming Yue was in the middle of contemplating how to answer the question but Zhi Qiang beat her to it. "Pardon my rudeness, Elder. My name is Long Zhi Qiang." Zhi Qiang introduced himself politely. The loving smile on his face disappeared and his expression became serious.

Wei Sisan added fuel to the fire: "Shen Xiujin is who, Xiao Daxiao will not be lonely and unheard of, right? At that time, it was he who personally sent Jane Tong to prison. If there is no such thing ...... then you ask your side of Jane Dazhao, ask them Jane family, still recognize Jane Tong this person!" "As I recall, the Jane family published a newspaper, not recognizing that the Jane family has Jane Tong as a person." Wei Sisan said, her line of sight falling on Jane Mo Bai's face, "Those of us who recognize her outside don't believe in her, it's still justifiable. If even her own family, don't believe her, then, Xiao Da Shao, you say, is she guilty?"

And Zhu Wushang was their husband, which led to him holding the position of the prince consort of the Great Phoenix Empire and the strongest expert in the lower realm. “Is everything alright? Do you want me to come with you?” Liu Xiling asked worriedly but Tian Xiulan carefreely smiled at her, waving her hand. “No need, No need! It’s ok. It’s not that serious.” Said Tian Xiulan. Seeing that, Zhu Wushang smiles cheekily and looks straight into Yian Xiulan's eyes like he just figured something out. He then licks his lip and bit his lower lip sexually behind Liu Xiling while she has her attention focusing on Tian Xiulan.

Ji Cun Xi is the first one to check. His eyes widen as he zooms in on the blurry picture. "DAMN! This is... aunt Wang Ju's husband right?" Guan Xian and Jian Jun who discussed the wine stop their conversation and quickly checked their group. Guan Xian glances at Wang Kai after seeing the picture. "Don't tell me this is him?" he looks at Wang Kai with unbelievable eyes. "It's him, Gu Yi Zhen." Jian Jun confirms without a doubt. Ever since Gu Yi Zhen become an underworld gang leader, Jian Jun has been personally and professionally aiming for him.

Jie, in Chinese means older sister. “Xiao-Er!” Wang Yi-An was a little surprised to have Ma Xiao-Er jumped on her, but she was happy. Wang Yi-An wasn’t a very social person. Most of the people she knew and hang out with were Happiness Restaurant’s customers, who were all so much older than her. It felt nice to have a new friend that was roughly around her age. “Good morning.” Last night, Wang Yi-An didn’t have enough rest, so her voice was dry.

said a sickly-pale man in white robes. At his side, a man wearing a sardonic grin chortled, "Wan Xuan of the Sifang Sword Sect." A bald monk with a vicious scar on his shiny, round head, lumbering at more than two meters tall, wearing a necklace of Buddhist beads each as large as a man's fist, rubbed his head and grinned vilely. "Zhang Jin'gang of the Prelature of Buddhas." And the final man, a stocky but lanky person whose looks resembled more an ape than a man, screeched with his sharp white teeth showing, "Chui Tianyou from the Glen of Venomous Butterflies."

"You wicked man! You even used little Junior as a scapegoat to keep yourself safe. Ah! That’s not right, is it?" Seeing Long Chen so casually shoving Zin Ji’er, Qing San teased him once again, but instead of the person she was teasing feeling embarrassed, it was Zin Ji’er who blushed upon hearing their conversation.

It was Shen Jianxing who explained it to her. "Dajue Temple is the most popular temple in the imperial capital. It's the most popular because ten senior monks reside there who specialize in fortune-telling to quell disasters. Particularly Monk Jie Xin. He only has to look at you to know your past and future! Many famous socialites and celebrities are his disciples. They have to visit him every half a year.