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Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess

Introduction One: When Jiang Shouzhong finally resolved to help his wife vanquish demons and uphold the righteous path of the human world, he saw nothing but piles of white bones. Standing atop the battlefield of Asuras, the demoness was none other than his former wife. —— Introduction Two: Above the temple halls, beneath the rivers and lakes, where the world of humans and demons divide, along the righteous and evil paths, countless charismatic individuals weave lives full of fireworks, unable to exhaust the tales of snow, moon, wind, and flowers. Kings and generals, peddlers and pawnbrokers, scholars and swordsmen, fiends and phantoms, they are all but pages in a book—each of varying thickness, some with twists and turns, others dull and ordinary, filled with ups and downs, joy and sorrow, or a mix of good and evil, with causes and effects unending. And the book of Jiang Shouzhong's life is undoubtedly the most captivating of all. ——

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Chapter 143: Water Moon Dream Mirror Second Level

At midnight, the moon hung in the west, and the countless stars in the sky were like pearls in the celestial Turquoise Pool, reflecting off the lantern lights of the bustling streets of Qingzhou, as if drawing an infinite Milky Way between heaven and earth.

In the dim, blurry room, only the faint moonlight sifted through the window lattices, casting a misty halo of silver light.

As a delicate, round jade foot gently stepped on the golden velvet carpet, a woman emerged from the steaming bath, drips of warm moisture slowly falling down her skin, her body seemingly coated with a thin layer of sweat, exuding an indescribable allure.

The woman didn't reach for a towel to dry off; instead, she slipped into a red bridal gown over her damp skin, tiptoeing like a spectral enchantress to the bedside.

"Mr. Mo..."

Mengniang's lips parted slightly, her eyes fondly fixed on the man lying on the bed, his black hair like cascading clouds resting against his pale cheeks, orderly yet disheveled.