Head Pats

In fact, it was the same for Immortal Fairy Bie Xue.

Ever since Song Shuhang had come into contact with the "Heavenly Tribulation Recipe," his outlook on life had opened a new door.

Now, whenever he encountered something strange, he couldn't help but lean towards the topic of 'is it delicious?' If even heavenly tribulations could be eaten, why couldn't other things be?

After bidding farewell to the Treasured Saber Broken Tyrant, Song Shuhang quietly returned to the dormitory from the balcony and comfortably lay on the bed to rest for a while.

"Hey!" At this moment, the headless Lady Onion suddenly leaped up from the bed and kicked Song Shuhang's face with her slender feet.

Song Shuhang glanced at her from the corner of his eye but remained indifferent.

Sometimes, indifference could be the most hurtful.

Lady Onion kicked Song Shuhang's face with all her might, and then... She squatted down in pain and let out a soft cry of pain.