anyway. xie lian shakes his head, rubbing his cheek to dispel the last of the flush. ]
She wasn't a groom - she was a bride. A jealous former lover of the Martial God of the North. [ to say the least. and now xuan ji was... well, still really a problem, though a minor one at best. one of the things he has to look forward to whenever things end in the realm. yay! ] ...She was incredibly skilled, though. A Wrath-level ghost is nothing to mess with.
[ so, xie lian was glad he was there to deal with it!
...but, ah. for that last remark, xie lian tilts his head. there's something... almost playful, in his tone? ] Didn't you say that you were, ah... no longer in your prime?
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anyway. xie lian shakes his head, rubbing his cheek to dispel the last of the flush. ]
She wasn't a groom - she was a bride. A jealous former lover of the Martial God of the North. [ to say the least. and now xuan ji was... well, still really a problem, though a minor one at best. one of the things he has to look forward to whenever things end in the realm. yay! ] ...She was incredibly skilled, though. A Wrath-level ghost is nothing to mess with.
[ so, xie lian was glad he was there to deal with it!
...but, ah. for that last remark, xie lian tilts his head. there's something... almost playful, in his tone? ] Didn't you say that you were, ah... no longer in your prime?
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rude, ]