My Husband Who Died a Hundred Years Ago

Jiang Yuran had a husband. They had known each other since they were young, but weren't very close. They married because of an accident.

Later, another accident killed her husband, making him her ex-husband.

Jiang Yuran immediately shared the good news with her dear friends.

They all congratulated her, celebrating that she had finally escaped her bonds.

When word got around that the husband of the most beautiful woman in the Qingyuan Realm, a man no one had ever seen, was dead, plenty of people started getting ideas.

Some were men, some were women. Some coveted her beauty, some wanted her wealth, and others had their eyes on the spiritual treasures in her possession, among other things...

Then one day, while Jiang Yuran and her friends were enjoying themselves at Huayue House, a man descended from the sky. The chill around him made everyone keep their distance.

Jiang Yuran, reeking of alcohol, said, "Hey, handsome. Are you a new male... entertainer here?"

His eyes seemed to carry a chill. "I hear I've been dead for a hundred years?"

At the sound of that familiar voice, Jiang Yuran sobered up halfway in an instant.

The man continued, "I hear today is the hundredth anniversary of my death?"

Silence filled the room.

The next moment, the dozen or so people around Jiang Yuran scrambled to run away.

The man lowered his eyes to look her over. "I hear the Sword Venerable Gu Ming, the Demon Lord Su Huai, the Immortal Lord Shunyang, and the young sect master of the Tianxuan Sect are all pursuing you?"

The wine sloshed out of Jiang Yuran's hand. "Fu-Fu-Fu..."

"Fu Zisong."

He suddenly smiled. "Good. At least you remember the surname."

At the sight of his smile, Jiang Yuran was horrified. How had that old tutor, that deadpan corpse, come back to life?!

She packed her bags and fled in the dead of night.

They say quite a few people saw a handsome male immortal cleave the guest rooms of Huayue House in two with one sword strike. He then coldly paid for the damage and left with his sword in hand.

Looked like he was going after someone.

Oh, no.

He was going to hunt someone down.

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