Chapitre 144: A girl as beautiful as an angel
Xiao Mu Yu walked coldly down the street. Although this area was a common district, it was now far removed from the bustling morning market, lending an air of tranquility. The street was sparsely populated, lacking the lively atmosphere of the nearby marketplace.
A young girl emerged from a third-floor balcony, basking in the cool morning breeze. Stretching towards the vast city sky, her graceful form seemed to come alive in the soft gray light, embodying a youthful beauty and vitality.
Upon noticing Xiao Mu Yu walking below, she cast a curious glance his way. Besides the chilling aura enveloping the man, the beautiful girl accompanying him piqued her interest.
As Xiao Mu Yu continued down the street, he sensed Freya had caught up to him. He momentarily slowed his pace but did not speak or stop to wait for her, maintaining his indifferent stride towards the other side of the street.
"Hey! Wait up, Mr. Mu Yu!" came the girl's voice from behind. Freya, slightly breathless, hurried to block his path. "Mr. Mu Yu, it's not very gentlemanly to make a lady chase after you."
With a delicate finger, slender and beautiful like a green onion, Freya playfully shook it and smiled, "As a gentleman, shouldn't you wait for me?"
"…" After a brief silence, Xiao Mu Yu met Freya's gaze for two seconds before coldly responding, "Gentleman… what does that mean?"
"…" The girl rubbed her forehead in exasperation and said, "Please don't be like this, Mr. Mu Yu. We've known each other for a while; why are you always so cold?"
"Friends? I'm sorry… that term doesn't exist in my life," Xiao Mu Yu replied icily, ignoring her complaints as he walked past her. "Perhaps we'll meet again if the opportunity arises."
"You…" Freya sighed, watching Xiao Mu Yu's indifferent retreat. "You're just like what Master Yi said."
…
Not far along, Xiao Mu Yu came to a halt, his expression still frosty. He turned to face the girl who had been following him, his voice icy as he asked, "Why are you following me? Do you have something to say?"
"Who says I'm following you?" Freya replied with a cheerful grin. "I happen to live in this direction as well… what do you mean by following you? Mr. Mu Yu, don't be so full of yourself."
"After all, I'm a world-renowned songstress," she continued, twirling in her dress. "There are countless admirers across the continent who would line up for miles just to catch a glimpse of me."
"…" Xiao Mu Yu regarded the smiling girl with a cold stare and asked, "Why do you insist on following me? I don't recall our relationship being close enough for you to feel the need to trail me at all times."
"Well… even if we're not friends, we are acquainted, right?" Freya smiled. "And my teacher is the Holy Guardian, Sona, from Debang… don't you know that, Mr. Mu Yu?"
"Know… what?" Xiao Mu Yu asked coldly.
"Of course, I mean the relationship between Teacher Sona and your teacher, Master Yi…" At this point, Freya looked surprised, staring at Xiao Mu Yu's icy expression. "Could it be… Master Yi didn't tell you that Teacher Sona is actually your teacher's wife?"
"…" Xiao Mu Yu coldly rubbed his forehead, remaining silent.
In the recesses of his mind, the demon's maniacal laughter echoed.
(Hahaha… so that's how it is! It seems your foolish teacher forgot to mention such an important detail to you… Hahaha…)
(I suddenly feel this little songstress is quite fortunate; back in Tianxin City, she was almost caught in your turmoil… Hehehe… I wonder what your scoundrel teacher would have thought if something had happened to her back then… Hahaha…)
(Wasn't it the same last time? That rascal forgot to warn you that you couldn't freely unleash the power of the Sacred Weapon, the "Proof of Kings," due to your demonic powers, and you almost lost everything in a battle against the unfortunate demon sealed beneath the temple… Hehehe…)
(Your forgetful scoundrel of a teacher is quite amusing, isn't he? Hahaha… I wonder how he would react to knowing that his beloved little disciple was nearly sold off to a terrible fate because of his negligence… Hahaha…)
(Luckily, the situation back then wasn't too severe; otherwise… Hehehe… Hahaha…)
The demon's voice echoed in excitement and madness, filling the space with its strange, frenzied sounds.
"…" Xiao Mu Yu ignored the demon's raucous excitement, his gaze fixed coldly on the girl before him as he asked, "How do you know… that I am the disciple of my teacher? Has he been here in Maple Snow recently? Or… have you visited the Ancient Moon Pavilion?"
"Ehehe… neither," Freya replied, playfully shaking her finger. "It was a letter sent by Master Yi a while ago. He mentioned that his disciple would be coming to Maple Snow soon and asked the local teachers to take care of you… I didn't expect that disciple to be you, Mr. Mu Yu."
"To be honest, I was quite surprised when I saw your photograph," Freya continued with a smile. "I never imagined that you would be Master Yi's disciple. So… does that make us fellow students?"
Xiao Mu Yu remained silent, standing coldly in the middle of the street, his gaze unwavering on the girl.
Freya, however, paid no heed to his frosty demeanor, smiling brightly as she maintained eye contact.
The morning sun gradually poured over the street like gentle water, casting a soft, serene light upon the two of them.
In the cool morning breeze, the laughing girl's lips curled into a warm smile, her sky-blue hair cascading down her back like a pure and beautiful stream. Bathed in the soft sunlight, she resembled an angel descended from the heavens, her delicate face glowing with a faint golden aura. The ethereal blue of her hair served as the gentle wings folded behind her.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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