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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 · 玄幻
分數不夠
194 Chs

Chapter 43 The Old Drunkard's Intent_2

Master Qingxi was overjoyed, having completely forgotten that although he had not spoken, he too had stood by with a haughty expression, nodding in agreement.

Just then, he spotted the fat Daoist who claimed he would press Lin Wenruo's head himself stealthily escaping. At first, his steps were even and steady, but they quickened as he went, and finally, he ran down the hill as if fleeing…

The elder holding a horsetail whisk imitated the Daoist, creeping away lightly on his feet, pretending not to recognize his companion and slipping away as if greased.

Li Shiqian, hearing a slight noise behind him, turned his pale face to see the others had already made their escape. Standing there, dumbfounded, he hesitated for a few seconds before hurrying to catch up.

The elder, seeing his companion following, was scared out of his wits, fearing that he would be dragged down with him, so he took to his heels, and the two stumbled down the mountain, tumbling along the way.