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Chapter 211: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)

Yingxi Lake is the place with the most spiritual energy in the entire Lingyue Youtan. After Song Yuesheng found this place two hundred years ago, he settled here.

"Meow."

A soft but joyful cat cry broke the tranquility of the courtyard, and a round orange fur ball jumped lightly from the eaves.

In a flash, the chubby figure turned into a child who looked about five or six years old, with a pair of lively orange cat ears on his head. As he approached Song Yuesheng, they swayed gently, adding a bit of playfulness.

"Master... uh, sister, you're back!"

Seeing Song Yuesheng's cold look, Ju Xiaopang instantly changed the way he addressed her, fearing that an unintentional slip of the tongue would lead to another beating.

The master is also true.

The umbrella spirit was unwilling to call his master "Master", and the master forced him to do so.

After so many years, has the umbrella spirit ever called out?

A hundred years ago, after he transformed into a human, he willingly called his master, but was beaten up by his master.

Song Yuesheng patted his head and looked around: "Where's Luochuan? Did he go to kill monsters again?"

Since settling here, Luochuan has been killing monsters everywhere, and all the monsters around have been slaughtered by him.

Although she is an evil demon, she dares to say that in the past two hundred years, neither the human race nor the gods have killed as many demons as Luochuan.

Song Yuesheng couldn't find any records of the war anywhere, but after two hundred years of living together, she could vaguely guess some of it.

Fatty Orange snorted, "No, he's in your room, fiddling with something. Oh, Brother Feng went to the forest to catch colorful fireflies, and he said today is a very important day."

"Got it. Go ahead and bask in the sun."

Song Yuesheng waved at Ju Xiaopang and walked slowly towards her room.

She was not interested in various festivals in the present world, and having lived in this world for more than two hundred years, she could not imagine what important day today was.

Ju Xiaopang didn't listen and followed Song Yuesheng.

He wanted to see what the umbrella spirit was doing.

However, there was a magic barrier outside and he couldn't get in.

Ju Xiaopang shouted angrily outside the door: "Mr. Luo, you are partial to one and not to the other. Why should my sister be able to go in?"

Luochuan ignored it.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, he still lowered his head and smiled, "Song Yuesheng, I told you that one cat is enough. But you raised two. You make the house a mess all day long."

Song Yuesheng walked over and took a look, his eyes fell on the simple and elegant guqin in front of Luochuan.

There were small pieces of bamboo shavings scattered around him, and he was concentrating on installing the strings of the guitar.

She put her hand on the guqin and stopped him: "Who told you to come to my room to install the guqin? Luochuan, my room is not a garbage dump."

"What Feng Zhi said is indeed correct."

Hearing this, Luo Chuan paused for a moment, then looked up, somewhat annoyed.

"Song Yuesheng, what do you remember in your head? You don't remember what you should remember, but you remember a lot of things you shouldn't remember."

"Things that you can't remember are not important." Song Yuesheng smiled at him, "Luochuan, take me to the demon clan."

Hearing this, Luo Chuan's body trembled, and he stood up suddenly, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

"You haven't given up on going to the Ninth Heaven yet!"

He looked at Song Yuesheng for a few times, then suddenly realized something and stared at her: "No wonder you chose this place. You have been practicing almost day and night for the past two hundred years."

"What's so good about the Ninth Heaven?"

"What's so good about the God Clan?"

"You are so eager to go to the Ninth Heaven, could it be that the God Tribe has an old lover of yours?"

……

When it comes to the gods, Luo Chuan keeps talking as if he had eaten firecrackers. Song Yuesheng just crosses his legs and sits on the ground.

According to the shop owner in the ghost market, hypnotic powder is effective against humans, gods, monsters, demons and ghosts. How come Luochuan is not affected by it?

Luo Chuan looked at her nonchalant expression and was furious: "Song Yuesheng, when Feng Zhi, the cat demon, comes back and hears that you are going to the Ninth Heaven, he will definitely make a scene."

"Feng Zhi's heart is with me, he can't stop me."

Song Yuesheng touched his chin and looked at Luo Chuan meaningfully. "We have lived under the same roof for two hundred years. Luo Chuan, don't you have any thoughts about me?"

Luo Chuan snorted: "Instead of thinking about random things, you might as well think about that cat demon. His parents are looking forward to you two getting married and having a litter of kittens."

When Song Yuesheng heard this, he secretly complained in his heart.

It’s bad enough that Feng Zhi urges her to get married every day, but why is Luo Chuan also urging her to get married?

“Sister, ah——”

At this moment, Fatty Orange's scream was heard outside the door.

Song Yuesheng and Luo Chuan looked at each other and then walked out.

I saw that Fatty Orange turned into his original form, lying at the door covered in blood, and opposite him stood a woman holding a sword.

Song Yuesheng's face suddenly changed. He used his spiritual power to temporarily protect Ju Xiaopang's heart. He turned to Luo Chuan and ordered: "Take Ju Xiaopang to Wangchuan to find Xia Fangzhi immediately."

"You better hold on longer."

After Luo Chuan finished speaking, he grabbed the fat cat dumpling and disappeared into crimson smoke.

Song Yuesheng raised her hand lightly, and a long sword with a cold glow appeared out of thin air in her hand, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Yaoguang: "As an immortal, you kill monsters indiscriminately. The immortals of the God Clan are indeed the same as Xuanxiao."

"It was you who killed Immortal Lord Xuan Xiao!"

When Xuan Xiao's name was mentioned, Yaoguang became angry. The tip of the sword turned into a silver dragon and went straight for Song Yuesheng's throat with a whistling sound.

Song Yuesheng did not retreat but advanced, turning his wrist slightly, and the long sword drew a dazzling arc in the air.

The clash of the two swords stirred up waves of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart by the fierce collision.

**

Feng Zhi carefully put away the glass bottle containing the fireflies and left the forest happily.

The little witch didn't remember that today was the day the family settled down in Yingxi Lake, but it was enough for him to remember.

only……

Feng Zhi sighed, and a trace of worry quietly crept into his heart.

Why is the little witch so pure and simple!

In the entire two hundred years, he had only climbed into her bed four times.

Four times!

He must eat meat today, meow!

Suddenly a dark shadow fell before my eyes.

Feng Zhi looked up and saw that the person looked like Song Yuesheng, but was wearing a fairy-like dress.

He called out uncertainly, "Ayan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white light flashed before his eyes and he fainted.

Song Zhiyan glanced in the direction of the fight, then used magic to transmit sound.

[Yaoguang, please do not kill her. Capture her alive and bring her back to the prison of the Ninth Heaven for interrogation. There are heavenly rules to punish her.]

After a while, she heard Yaoguang's voice transmission: [Okay, I'll do as you say.]

After hearing the answer she wanted, Song Zhiyan turned to look at Feng Zhi.

She forced a smile.

He agreed to start off as friends with her, but ended up finding Song Yuesheng, who looked just like her.

She had spent two hundred days making the people of the God Clan believe that Jun Yu still had feelings for her. The Queen also spoke yesterday, saying that she would choose a day to announce their marriage.

So this time, she should take down Feng Zhi.

……

The figures of Song Yuesheng and Yaoguang crossed in mid-air, as fast as lightning. The sword light and sword shadow intertwined into an impenetrable net, and even the surrounding flowers and trees trembled.

Finally, Song Yuesheng discovered Yaoguang's weakness, took away her sword, gathered all his magic power, and knocked her down from mid-air with one palm.

Yaoguang staggered and fell rapidly like a kite with a broken string, her eyes full of disbelief.

Song Yuesheng flew in front of Yaoguang and looked down at her: "Fairy Yaoguang, your intentions are not bad. So, I will not kill you. But you hurt my cat, and if I don't stab you a few times to vent my anger, I will be a master in vain."

After she finished speaking, she stabbed Yaoguang's stomach with the sword without mercy.

"what!"

Yaoguang screamed in pain, but her eyes flashed with unyielding spirit, and an invisible magical power flew toward the ninth heaven from her fingertips.

Just when Song Yuesheng was about to stab with the third sword, several rays of light streaked across the sky, and in a flash, five immortals in robes appeared out of thin air.

Song Yuesheng raised his eyebrows.

Are you looking for help?

When the Immortal Lord Fanyin saw Yaoguang being bullied by a demon, he was furious.

He raised his hand, and vast immortal power suddenly gathered in his palm, turning into a powerful palm wind, and slapped towards Song Yuesheng fiercely.

Song Yuesheng used his sword to transform into an umbrella.

She would have to be stupid to just stand there.

At this moment, someone suddenly appeared in front of Song Yuesheng.

The man dissolved the palm wind that carried magic power, but grabbed her wrist.

"Let go."

Song Yuesheng's voice was cold and firm, without the slightest hesitation.

She didn't think the Meng Po soup she bought from the ghost market would be ineffective.

Jun Yu was not shaken by Song Yuesheng's scolding. Instead, he stared at her more intently.

His eyes flashed with gold, with a hint of uncertainty and inquiry: "Have we... met before somewhere?"

"No."

Song Yuesheng's answer was concise and decisive.

She turned her wrist slightly, and the umbrella she was holding instantly turned into a sharp dagger and stabbed directly into Jun Yu's heart.

There is a small table on the clouds in the sea of ​​stars. On the table there is a photo of a blue sparrow, and in front of the photo there is an incense burner with incense sticks.

And the blue sparrow kept kowtowing to all these.

It’s better to burn more now, otherwise no one will burn them every Qingming Festival.

Wow, the male protagonist Feng Zhi was slept with by Sister Yue, and the male protagonist Jun Yu was killed by Sister Yue.

It has a miserable life!