My Wife Is A Sword Immortal

Chapter 406 - 406 291 Zhao Ziyu a girl is looking for you



Chapter 406 - 406 291 Zhao Ziyu a girl is looking for you

?Chapter 406: Chapter 291 Zhao Ziyu, a girl is looking for you Chapter 406: Chapter 291 Zhao Ziyu, a girl is looking for you Along the corridor of Mochi Academy.

“Brother Duyi, stop staring at someone’s back like that. If I’m not mistaken, she is Zhao Lingfei, a Sword Immortal Seed, the pride of Taiching’s Tranquility Mansion. Don’t recognize her? It’s understandable. This sister from Taiching Prefecture indeed keeps a low profile, and Brother Duyi is always so busy.”

“Right, about that rather high-profile junior from Taiyi Mansion of Taiching Prefecture recently, Ji Qianyi by name, Brother Duyi must know him. He’s been quite in the limelight lately. Hmm, indeed, he’s also formidable, whether in terms of talent or background. An hour before graduation from Taiching Prefecture with a Golden Core Realm, every contender is his maid.”

“Those outsiders who don’t know better might even think this Ji Qianyi is the number one person of the younger generation among the Taiching Four Mansions, but…”

‘Chatterbox’ Yang Wuwei, smiling slyly, slowly said to Sima Duyi who had forgotten to leave:

“However, even this junior is beneath Zhao Lingfei’s feet, and it seems he has only just recently begun to catch up.”

He held one hand behind his back and shook his head gently.

“Hmm, the same purple-dressed beauty, a Sword Immortal Seed, a Fairy on the mountain, the proud girl of the Human Clan, ah, what other titles were there, the Residence Reports on the mountain probably all describe her this way… never mind. Brother Duyi, what do you think of Sister Zhao compared to the one in your poems?”

Sima Duyi still didn’t join in the conversation, and the smile from earlier had quickly vanished.

He put away the purple Confucian Classics, lazily glanced at Yang Wuwei with drooping eyelids, and turned to leave.

Before leaving, he gazed for a moment at the wild geese in the sky.

Yang Wuwei watched Sima Duyi leave.

A hint of a smile still hung on his lips.

The waterside pavilion on the corridor became quiet all at once, leaving only one person.

This young Confucian Scholar, who seemed talkative and had an elegant demeanor, fell silent for a while.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look north, his eyes slightly closed, and in the slits of his eyes reflected an ancient city built by someone unknown.

“Du You… Du You… Du… You? Heh, no rush, no rush. I can find it, I can find it. Those histories must have traces of you all. Tianya Sword Pavilion, Youlan Prefecture… Weiwei Mountain, Exhilarated Sect… Vast…”

Yang Wuwei muttered to himself.

In a certain moment, it seemed he remembered something.

He smiled faintly.

“Zhao Ziyu of Shuaixing Hall, official and unofficial history… interesting. What a coincidence to be in the same class with her… Yu Xuanji? Nice name…”

He indeed had a lot to say, many principles to discuss.

To certain people, to speak, to discuss.

But, no hurry.

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