My wife is a reborn big boss

As night fell, at midnight, the bright moon hung high in the sky.

The empty ground, filled with people, was filled with thunderous snoring.

On a wooden bed in the corner of the open space, Wu Qiong's bloodshot eyes were wide open.

Listening to the snoring all around him, Wu Qiong sat up, glanced at Murong Shengxue who was still fast asleep beside him, shook his head in admiration, and got up to walk out of the open space.

Unbeknownst to him, Wu Qiong had walked to the edge of a small grove of trees.

Looking at the thriving saplings, a thought struck him. He drew his wooden sword from his waist and examined it closely in the moonlight.

The wooden sword was covered with cracks and the blade was full of nicks; it looked more like a saw than a sword.

"What a pity, I thought you could stay with me longer." Wu Qiong stroked the sword as if he were stroking a peerless beauty, if you ignored the occasional splinter that pricked him.

He stroked the inscription near the hilt of the sword and murmured, "'Peerless Sword,' 'Peerless Sword,' let you serve your purpose one last time."

He approached a newly planted sapling, gently stroked its trunk, and after a moment of contemplation said:

"Golden Phoebe wood, golden Phoebe wood, I see that you are destined to be with me. Rather than being made into a coffin in the future, I would rather you become a sharp sword in my hand to fight enemies and make a name for myself in the martial arts world."

After Wu Qiong finished speaking, he raised the "Peerless Sword" in his hand and gently swung it at the thin trunk of the golden nanmu sapling.

The swords clashed, but the swords cut through the trees without making a sound, as if a knife were slicing through tofu.

Wu Qiong caught the falling tree trunk, and with a slight exertion of force in his sword-wielding hand, the "Peerless Sword" instantly crumbled into wood chips that scattered all over the ground.

He carried the sapling to a distance, sat down with his back against a big tree, and cut off most of the trunk with one palm, leaving only three or four feet of length.

Then he took out a carving knife from his pocket and skillfully began carving on the remaining tree trunk.

After more than half an hour, the sword had taken shape. The entire wooden sword was light brown, but countless golden threads coiled around its blade, emitting a faint golden light under the moonlight, making it appear radiant.

Wu Qiong gently stroked the sword, the silky smooth feel making him close his eyes and immerse himself in it.

This is way better than the 'Peerless Sword' that's covered in wooden spikes!

After an incense stick had burned for a while, Wu Qiong opened his eyes.

Looking at the shimmering blade, he pondered for a moment: "I'll call you 'Heavenly Crystal'."

Just as he was enjoying himself, someone behind him spoke up: "Big brother, stealing is wrong."

Wu Qiong suddenly turned around and saw a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old standing not far behind him with her hands behind her back.

The girl was about 1.68 meters tall, wearing a white snow dress embroidered with green bamboo. A wooden hairpin was inserted diagonally into her cascading black hair. Her eyebrows were as dark as distant mountains, her eyes were as bright as stars, and below her delicate nose were cherry lips that looked as if they had been painted with rouge.

A faint smile graced her face, and in the moonlight, she seemed like a fairy descended from heaven. Everyone who saw her would instinctively hold their breath, afraid of inadvertently profaning her sanctity.

While pondering how she had appeared behind him without him noticing, Wu Qiong made a pretext:

"Stealing? What did I steal? Don't talk nonsense, you little brat!"

The girl blinked, lightly tapping her delicate chin with her right index finger, and innocently said, "But I saw big brother chop down someone's tree to make a wooden sword..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Wu Qiong interrupted her, his face flushed, and stammered, "Stealing...the business of martial arts people, can that be called stealing!"

The girl looked aggrieved: "But I clearly saw you, big brother..."

"No buts. And don't try to get too close to me. Who's your big brother?" Wu Qiong interrupted her expressionlessly.

Just kidding, I know my own skills. This girl was able to get behind me silently and see me from head to toe; she's definitely not simple.

It's best to avoid this kind of trouble.

The girl's eyes curved into crescent moons: "If I can't call you 'big brother,' I can't exactly call you 'uncle,' can I? Don't even think about taking advantage of me."

The girl's voice was soft and sweet.

Wu Qiong got goosebumps all over; this girl was too lethal.

It is illegal to lay a hand on minors! Wu Qiong, a model socialist youth, silently reminded himself.

But her figure is developed way too much! She's even bigger than Xiaobai. Xiaobai is only seventeen, after all...

Wu Qiong stared intently at the girl's chest, his thoughts wandering elsewhere.

The girl noticed Wu Qiong staring intently at her crotch, her cheeks flushing slightly. She lowered her head and murmured, "Big brother, is he a lecher...?"

Wu Qiong snapped out of his daze and said with an embarrassed smile, "I'm really sorry, I was a little distracted."

The girl looked up, a smile playing on her lips: "If you let me see your sword, I'll forgive you."

Wu Qiong sighed and handed over the 'Heavenly Crystal'.

The girl happily accepted the wooden sword and gently stroked the blade: "What a beautiful sword! Thank you for the gift, big brother."

Wu Qiong was taken aback: "Huh?"

The girl hid the wooden sword behind her back, tilting her head slightly: "Didn't you give it to me as an apology, big brother?"

Wu Qiong was speechless: "If I have the nerve to give it to you, how can you have the nerve to take it?"

The girl nodded earnestly: "This is the first time I've received a gift from a man. How about this, I'll give you a sword too, big brother."

Clutching the wooden sword 'Heavenly Crystal' in her arms, she jogged back to the edge of the woods, picked up the remaining golden nanmu wood that Wu Qiong had used, shaped it into a knife with her palm, and swiftly chopped it into the shape of a sword. Then she quickly ran back to Wu Qiong's side.

"for you."

Wu Qiong silently accepted the wooden sword from the girl's hand.

"Now we're accomplices," the girl said softly. "Big brother, what's your name?"

Wu Qiong rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Wu Yongren."

"You're lying!" the girl suddenly snapped.

Wu Qiong's heart skipped a beat from her sudden outburst: "Girl, keep your voice down, don't wake others! Girl?"

The girl lowered her head, her eyes hidden in the shadows, and said in a flat tone, "Why did you lie to me, big brother? I hate being lied to the most."

The cicadas that had been chirping incessantly and the faint snoring sounds coming from the distant open space all disappeared, and the whole world suddenly became completely silent.

Cold sweat beaded on Wu Qiong's forehead and slowly trickled down his cheeks. He swallowed hard and whispered:

"I...I am called Wu Qiong."

The girl looked up with a bright smile on her face: "Wu Qiong, Wu Qiong... I'll call you Brother Qiong from now on."

"Brother Poor me, my name is Li Jianshi, remember that."

Listening to the cicadas chirping beside him and the snoring coming from afar, Wu Qiong broke out in even more cold sweat than before.

Oh my god! How did I end up with this jinx?

Li Jianshi, the "White Lotus Sword Immortal," was one of the final bosses in the game in his previous life.

When Su Mubai unified the Demonic Sect and became a force to be reckoned with, it was Li Jianshi who stepped forward to lead both the righteous and the wicked in their fight against the Demonic Sect.

After defeating Su Mubai and dismantling the Demonic Sect, she wiped out the leaders of all the major sects and gangs in both the righteous and the evil worlds, becoming the overlord who unified both.

Players never expected that this popular goddess, whose popularity rivaled that of Su Mubai in the storyline, would actually use the rise of the Demonic Sect to orchestrate a shocking conspiracy.

Compared to Su Mubai's domineering nature, Li Jianshi is the one who's ruthless to the core.

"Wasn't she supposed to come out of seclusion three years later? How come she's here!" Looking at the smiling, cunning girl in front of him, Wu Qiong's heart was in his throat.

Li Jianshi looked at Wu Qiong's face, his clear black and white eyes reflecting his image as if trying to imprint him firmly in her mind.

In his previous life, Li Jianshi encountered Wu Qiong as soon as he left the mountain.

During her time with Wu Qiong, she gradually fell in love with him.

Unfortunately, Wu Qiong already had Su Mubai in his heart at that time.

She hated it! She hated Su Mubai for not cherishing Wu Qiong!

She hated herself for being a step too late!

When Wu Qiong got drunk because of Su Mubai, Li Jianshi stayed with him and got drunk too!

Wu Qiong was injured while helping Su Mubai, and it was Li Jianshi who accompanied him to heal his wounds!

Su Mubai, Su Mubai, Su Mubai!

It's all Su Mubai's fault!

So, in order to correct her mistakes, she did not hesitate to blacken her heart and redden her hands.

She secretly imprisoned the leaders of various sects and installed puppets under her control to replace them.

She meticulously planned to unite both the righteous and the wicked to fight against the demonic sect, with only one goal:

Correct Su Mubai's mistake!

All she did was to prevent Wu Qiong from being saddened by Su Mubai. She hoped that Wu Qiong would have a place for her in his heart, even if it was just a tiny corner.

She longed for Wu Qiong to see her as a woman, instead of just treating her as a younger sister.

She hoped that if Su Mubai were gone, Wu Qiong's eyes would still be on her.

So she set a trap, a trap that would surely kill Su Mubai.

Unexpectedly, Wu Qiong sacrificed himself to save Su Mubai.

The moment Wu Qiong died, her heart died with him.

Therefore, she had only one goal in life: to kill Su Mubai, even if it meant giving her own life in return...

The girl in palace attire looked at Wu Qiong, who was covered in cold sweat, and tears welled up in her crescent-shaped eyes.

She gently touched her chest, feeling her heart pounding with excitement, and a blissful smile, unlike anything anyone had ever seen before, appeared on her face:

"Brother Poor, I've finally, finally seen you again."

"This time, I arrived first. You'll be watching me the whole time, won't you?"

Thinking of this, the image of that woman appeared in Li Jianshi's mind, her smile gradually turning sickly:

"I will definitely, absolutely must kill you, Su Mubai!"