Qiu Mubai was an unremarkable illegitimate son of the Qiu family, but the moment he entered Shangxiao Mountain as a disciple, his life took a different path.
The young man admired someone deeply.
Back when the sect was in peril, his junior granduncle had walked out alone with nothing but a sword, crossing ten miles of blood-red road. Known as the Blood Gate of Three, Xiao Jian made a name for himself in the martial world from that day on.
From the first time Qiu Mubai heard him say "Meituan delivery" in the dining courtyard, to the day he gradually made his way to the man's side,
Qiu Mubai had always kept his feelings safely buried in his heart.
"Guess if you'll fall forward or backward?"
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Qiu Mubai suddenly tripped over his own feet and nearly threw himself into an eager embrace with the ground.
Shen Changyun reached out and caught him. He was back on his feet in an instant.
The sword cultivator, who usually seemed lazy and indifferent to everything, looked back at the person who had followed him for so long.
The young man had not had an easy journey. He wasn't clever to begin with, and so he had gone through it covered in wounds, stumbling along the way.
He lowered his phoenix eyes, and those still-bright, clear black eyes struck straight into his heart.
"Junior granduncle!"
The young man called to him happily, his dust-smudged cheeks bobbing in front of him.
"What do you want for dinner? Roast chicken, roast duck, stewed fish, spicy rabbit head..."
The sword cultivator raised an eyebrow and smacked him on the forehead with a sharp tap to make him stop talking.
"You."
Two quiet words, seemingly exasperated and disdainful, yet his eyes held a tender light.
A transmigrated, wicked-tongued top with explosive combat power × a timid, hardworking, naturally clueless bottom
Theme: The martial world is vast as the world itself, yet small enough to fit in the hearts of you and me
I missed this so much! (≧▽≦) Xiao Bai is growing up _(:'3 Thank you for the update! Looking forward to the next update!