“Sir Ling, what are you doing lying on the floor, do you want me to help you up?”

Lu Churou turned around, and walked to the bed in a graceful manner, lazily yet elegantly lying down on her side.

Her fair and long legs were folded, one hand resting on her hips and one supporting her head as she looked at Ling Aotian playfully.

Ling Aotian felt he was being looked down upon.

So defiantly, he stood up, his gaze flashing with determination.

Although he was still feeling dizzy, with his tough willpower, he eventually stood up straight.

As Lu Churou watched, she had to secretly appreciate him: this male protagonist is indeed something.

If it were an ordinary cultivator of the Spirit Gathering Realm, they would have fallen into a coma and even died by soul-ripping.

With a thought, she summoned the diary.

The Private Diary of Jiang Mu.

With a stroke of her jade hand, she opened the diary and found the following entry

[After seeing this old demon woman, Ling Aotian was instantly stunned by her beauty and fell in love with her, the same kind of love at first sight as when he saw Xue Menghan].

Lu Chorou had a desire to verify, once again, the authenticity of the diary, and asked.

“Mr. Ling, do you think I am old?”

Ling Aotian was stunned by the question.

His gaze swept over Lu Churou’s graceful body, the huge breasts, pressed sideways on the bed, as if they would collapse the bed in the next moment, making people gag at the sight.

Ling Aotian reluctantly shifted his gaze, looked at Lu Chorou’s beautiful peach blossom eyes, and seriously replied.

“You’re not old at all, on the contrary, you’re young and beautiful, very beautiful, you’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen.”

“Is that so? It makes me happy to hear Mr. Ling say that.”

Lu Chu Rou revealed a smile and asked again.

“Does Sir Ling like me?”

” That’ ….”

Ling Aotian’s ears went ‘swish’ red.

Why did she suddenly ask that question?

Could it be that she… likes me?

I don’t quite understand.

But since she had asked so bluntly, then why did he have to shrink back?

Ling Aotian took a deep breath to calm down.

He looked into Lu Chorou’s beautiful peach blossom eyes and said truthfully.

“Love it! Ever since the first moment I saw you, I knew that I had fallen in love with you, you could say it was love at first sight!”

“Love at first sight, huh?..”

Lu Chorou muttered, basically confirming the authenticity of the diary.

She looked at the contents of the diary.

[Later, this old demon woman slowly discovered Ling Aotian’s merits and fell in love with him too.]

[But this old demon woman was silly enough. She thought Ling Aotian was too good, so she introduced Ling Aotian to her niece, wanting to set them up.]

[Later, she found out that Ling Aotian had been yearning for herself, so she deliberately avoided him, and as a result, she was killed by the demon race, just nigh on outrageous.]

[The niece also blackened because of her death and was killed by Ling Aotian in the end, a silly tragedy.]

–After my own death, Qu Nishan was also killed by Ling Aotian.

–Tragedy ….

Seeing this ending for herself and her niece, Lu Churou’s heart was filled with sorrow.

She had recently been collecting information on the young talents of the nine great sects within the Kyushu continent.

The purpose, was to find a good husband for her niece, Qu Nishan.

If Ling Aotian was good enough to suppress those prides of the heavens.

Then.

She, Lu Churou, would definitely introduce Ling Aotian to Qu Nishan and find ways to set them up.

To her, her niece’s happiness was above everything.

Yet now.

The diary said that this would end in tragedy.

–If I want to change this ending, I firstly cannot like Ling Aotian.

–The second thing is that I can’t introduce Ling Aotian to Qu Nishan.

–Or else ….

–Should I Kill Ling Aotian, the male lead?

The thought rose in Lu Chorou’s mind.

She looked towards Ling Aotian, and her soft gaze gradually exuded killing intent.

At the same time, the long blue dress on her body floated without wind.

????? Ling Aotian took two steps back with caution.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of oppression.

It was as if what was in front of him was not a reclining beauty, but a fierce beast that would rise up to kill at any moment!

Lu Chorou, however, instantly withdrew her aura and faintly shook her head.

She dismissed the idea of ‘killing the male protagonist’.

–Since it’s a fictional world, the story might become out of control once Ling Aotian, who is the male protagonist, dies.

–It could also lead to the fact that Jiang Mu’s diary would disappear and I wouldn’t be able to peek into future events.

–Worse case, it could all just end.

–So, unless forced to, Ling Aotian is best left unkilled.

–In that case ….

After some deep consideration in her mind, Lu Chorou decided for the time being.

To alienate Ling Aotian.

“Juan’er.”

She shouted, and the door to the room was then opened, and Juan’er walked in in a modest manner.

She then instructed, “You entertain Mr. Ling, take him out.”

“Yes, Floor Master.”

Juan’er answered, then smiled faintly at Ling Aotian. Her face couldn’t help but blush.

“Ling… Sir Ling, please follow me.”

????

Just like that?

Then why did you make the extra effort to call me up?

Ling Aotian felt puzzled, and at the same time a little reluctant and unwilling:.

“Floor Master, why did you ask me to come up?”

Lu Chorou softly replied, “I heard that last night, Mr. Ling had to withdraw the marriage for Xue Qianjin even at the expense of offending the Wuyou Sect’s Patriarch Jiang, such courage and heart really made me admire him.”

Ling Aotian was delighted. The more he thought she might really be interested in him, he hurriedly pursued the question.

“So you …., the owner?”

“So I was just curious for a moment, Mr. Ling is really a talented man, Juan’er send the guest away.”

“……”

With that, Ling Aotian could only follow Juan’er out in depression.

Lu Chorou got up and arrived at the window.

Looking down from a height, she silently looked down at the busy landscape of the whole of Xue City.

The warm sunlight sprinkled on her face and the fresh breeze mixed with the smoky smell of the city made her feel the reality of the world.

“Whether this is a fictional world or not.”

“I am who I am, and as I live, I must live worthily.”

“I can’t let tragedy happen, I can’t let any harm come to Nishang.”

“If I want to completely change this tragic ending, I can’t go on as the diary reads.”

She flipped through the Private Diary of Jiang Mu. Her eyes flashed and a strong curiosity of interest rose in her heart.

“This diary, Only I can see and touch it myself, so I guess it must be due to the power of the heavenly dao.”

“Heavenly power cannot be revealed, does that mean that …. Jiang Mu is the Chosen One?”

“What kind of relationship would he and I, have?”

“The real him, what kind of person is he?”

“Will he be better than Ling Aotian, the male protagonist,….?”

***

Lihua Pavilion.

“Damn, those girls, how come they suddenly went home.”

“I’ve even taken off all my clothes ahh.”

Inside room number eight on the first floor.

Jiang Mu, wearing only his trousers, was lying on the big red bed in a depressed manner, doing the ‘little flying swallow’ move.

Just a moment ago.

The pimp suddenly came in and told him that the four little girls had gone home on vacation to play.

“I was so looking forward to experiencing the Four best girls and I’ve even thought of role plays,,, Ahh shit .”

“Bah, what a chicken pavilion, hurry up and close down.”

“Zero Rating.”

As Jiang was cursing. At that time.

A sinister figure wearing a pig head mask slowly opened the door.

Sneakily, it slipped in.