Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 436 Little Jiang the Great Demon King with PTSD
Duan Huaige gasped for breath, then suddenly sat up in bed, drenched in sweat. He felt as if he had been dreaming, dreaming that after being with Xie Cangling, he had forgotten all his female confidantes under her deliberate concealment, and was immersed in her gentle embrace day and night.

That feeling was indeed wonderful, but it felt like being soaked in a honey pot, so sweet it made you dizzy.

"Xiao Duan... what's wrong?"

Jiang Xiyu's voice came from behind, and then her soft little hand grasped his palm. She touched Duan Huaige's forehead and said, "Did I take your blanket last night and you got cold?"

"That's so strange, I'm usually a very quiet sleeper."

Morning light streamed gently through the floral-patterned curtains, illuminating the area around the bed. What met the eye was Jiang Xiyu's chubby, sleepy face.

Her hair was messy with a few strands sticking up, and the neckline of her pajamas was askew, revealing a small part of her delicate collarbone. Her eyes were filled with unreserved dependence and concern.

In that instant, memories rushed back like a tidal wave, instantly filling the void left by the "nightmare" just now.

Yes, this is his home, his home with his childhood sweetheart, Jiang Xiyu. They grew up in the same old neighborhood, climbing trees together to steal birds' nests, getting scolded by their parents with their ears pulled together, sharing the same popsicle...

That budding affection fermented over the long years, and finally one day, this silly yet exceptionally brave girl, blushing, looked up, her eyes shining like stars, and said to him, "Duan Huaige! I like you! Let's be together!"

Everything went smoothly. The wedding was simple yet lively, with almost half of the neighborhood's residents in attendance. Aunt Zhang couldn't stop smiling, and several elderly men and women from the neighborhood took turns patting him on the shoulder, saying, "Young man, you're so lucky," and handing Jiang Xiyu a thick red envelope, murmuring, "I've watched you two grow up since you were little, and now you're finally a family."

The wedding procession, laughing and joking, made its way from the Jiang family's apartment building to the Duan family's building. The sounds of firecrackers, blessings, and cheers filled the air with the lively and warm atmosphere of everyday life.

Jiang Xiyu remains the same carefree and innocent "naive and sweet" girl, but she has tied all her passion and dependence on Duan Huaige even more tightly.

She would proudly present him with a slightly twisted heart-shaped fried egg, her eyes gleaming with anticipation, holding a spatula like a precious treasure. But the moment Duan Huaige uttered a comment like "ugly," she would instantly turn into a vengeful monster, pouncing on him and engaging in a fierce battle…

She would twirl around the living room, her new little dress billowing in the wind, then bury her face in his chest and snuggle up to him. In the evenings, they'd snuggle on the sofa watching mindless soap operas. She'd get teary-eyed over the plot, insisting he hold her and comfort her, then burst into laughter at a funny scene, scattering potato chip crumbs all over him.

Life flowed by amidst laughter, playfulness, and trivial matters, so ordinary it was almost mundane, yet so blissfully blissful.

Duan Huaige composed himself. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the dream and Xie Cangling. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Little Jiang... do you still remember Cangling?"

Little Jiang the Great Demon King shuddered and said irritably, "What's wrong? Did you just dream about her?"

"Didn't we just...didn't we just...dated together the day before yesterday? Duan Huaige, I knew you were up to no good, you old lecher! Humph!"

Duan Huaige: ?

What is all this about... How did I suddenly become so aroused?

"Xiao Jiang, why don't you explain yourself a little more clearly?"

"Ha, go to the spa! You pervert!" Xiao Jiang gritted her teeth and said, "Have you lost your memory? Didn't she meet you the night before last when you were paying your dues?"

Duan Huaige: ? ?
"No, tell me why Cang Ling was there when I paid my taxes." "It's all your fault!" Xiao Jiang said, sounding aggrieved. "If you hadn't been so ambiguous with those 'tea girls,' and I hadn't witnessed it all… causing me psychological trauma, I wouldn't have been able to get excited at all without Cang Ling there…"

Duan Huaige: ? ? ?

Oh, so it turns out your turtle-like nature has gone too far. Now that there's no rival around, you can't even confiscate my "public offering" (a euphemism for sexual favors)?
Little Jiang's turtle is so extraordinary that it far surpasses the average turtle. It's giving me PTSD.

"So...you have to make Cangling look at your mugwort...even kowtow in front of you while watching us do it...before...the tax will come out?"

Wow, that's some crazy stuff, Xiao Jiang... Maybe this is what they mean by "the three of us working together to make our lives better is more important than anything else."

What's the difference between this and a silver handkerchief?

The most outrageous thing is that Xie Cangling actually agreed! So you're starting to reveal your Xuanwu Martial Soul true form now, huh?

"Sigh, there's nothing I can do. She was heartbroken that I ended up with you, and she often drinks alone... Sometimes she'll suddenly call me while she's drinking, but she won't say anything, just keeps whispering 'I'm sorry'..."

“I know she hasn’t let go of you yet… but there’s nothing I can do. After all, I can’t just give my husband to my best friend.”

"Plus, you've hurt me so many times that I have psychological trauma, so I had no choice but to ask her for help..."

"..."

"What about Qiu Xi and Shuang Jiang?" Duan Huaige asked. "Did they participate as well?"

"You still have the nerve to mention those two?" Xiao Jiang said with an unfriendly expression. "It's one thing for Cang Ling to be my best friend, but what right do those two Cha Cha have to covet my husband... I don't have time to care about their whereabouts. But Qin Shuangjiang seems to be either in seclusion or on her way to seclusion, saying she wants to start another game... She's being so mysterious..."

Duan Huaige was startled upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "King Qin, when you say 'start a new game,' do you mean you want to start a new game yourself, or do you want everything to be torn down and started over?"

The King of Qin makes a grand entrance in the third playthrough? He directly resolves the bug that Qin Er Shi died!

This "if" scenario doesn't seem very plausible either... Putting aside Little Jiang's turtle-like nature, the Qin King's behavior alone is rather abnormal!
Choosing Xie Cangling will turn you into a useless person, completely losing your fighting spirit and ambition by indulging in a life of pleasure... Choosing Xiao Jiang the Great Demon King, although you can party with Xiao Xie... is still a bit too much...

"As for Yan Qiuxi, it seems that this 'heaven-defying' one went deep into Kunlun Ruins, saying he was going to help you find something, but he hasn't come out since. I guess he's dead?"

Hearing this, Duan Huaige was completely stunned. That girl... that cheerful and lively young woman, because of him, ultimately perished in Kunlun Ruins...

How could that be? That's Yan Qiuxi... How could she have perished?

"Impossible! Qiuqiu could never be dead!"

As Duan Huaige uttered his question, the surrounding scenery began to violently distort and dissolve!
The heartwarming wedding photos on the wall faded and blurred like an oil painting soaked in water; the laughter and chatter of the neighbors doing their morning exercises outside the window turned into distorted noise; the soft bed beneath her lost its support; even the panicked expression on Jiang Xiyu's face froze and shattered, like a broken porcelain doll.

(End of this chapter)