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My Wife Is A Sword Immortal

Upon opening his eyes, there before him was a bridal chamber adorned with red candles and windows. A bride dressed in a phoenix coronet and robes of rank sat upright on the nuptial bed, her face covered by a red bridal veil. Zhao Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Have I become a groom? Oh, and a junior one at that." Understood. His facial expression brewed for a moment before he twisted his mouth into a smile, "Wait a second..." Huh, something's amiss. The bride is my childhood sweetheart who also harbored a crush on me? Oh, then that's alright. This is very fitting. Zhao Rong stepped forward, happily lifting the red bridal veil, "Hey hey, my lady, where are you running off to?" ------------- In the great era of contention, the tide of the times surged forth, and Confucian Scholar Zhao Rong bravely faced it head-on. Not only did he seek to catch up to the footsteps of his childhood sweetheart turned Sword Immortal Lady, but he also wished to witness firsthand the dispute that engulfed more than half of the Cultivation World, the strife among the various schools of thought... ————— [Slow-burn], [Non-cliché], [Non-level-up], [Romance plot], [Sweet without the angst] This book is also known as "I Have a Fox Fairy Wife", "Rebirth: I Deliver Parcels in the Otherworld", "Zhao Ziyu, The Smirking Scholar" "I Really Don't Want to Be a Kept Man"...

Yang Xiaorong · Ost
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191 Chs

Chapter 94: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind

Liu Sanbian scooped up a bowl of noodles from the pot himself and returned.

Before leaving, he tossed all the silver he had onto the stove next to the noodle pot.

He carried the bowl and, when passing the dirty black wooden board placed beside the table, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He crouched down.

He reached out.

He extended two fingers.

Gently, he lifted one corner of the board.

What met his eyes was a deeply dark shade of red!

It looked just like the chili oil that had just been added to the noodles.

He slightly raised his eyes.

Looking further inside; this pool of dark red spread into the darkness unoccupied by light beneath the board.

He did not know how much area it actually covered.

Liu Sanbian did not continue to look; he lowered the slightly lifted corner of the board, withdrawn his fingers.

The swath of dark red retreated back into the darkness.

He slightly lowered his head and licked his lips, then slowly stood up.