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Chapter 205: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)

Xunzhou, western suburbs.

Ah Fu was carrying a heavy wooden basket and moving with difficulty in the snow.

He stared at the figure digging in the snow with his bare hands, and couldn't help but persuade him: "Master, this cold-resistant mushroom is indeed extremely rare, but you have already collected enough."

"Besides, you didn't intend to tell Miss Song that you picked these mushrooms yourself, so how could she understand your intentions?"

"Master, it's freezing here, it's not suitable to stay here for long, let's go back home early."

"You still want to be beaten, don't you?" Yan Li stopped what he was doing, turned around, and glared at Ah Fu. "I can do whatever I want. Come here quickly and put these in."

Ah Fu nodded hurriedly when he heard this: "Yes, Master. I know I was wrong."

He quickly stepped forward and put the cold-resistant mushrooms in Yan Limo's hand into the wooden basket.

At this moment, the sound of swords clashing pierced the sky.

Yan Li and Ah Fu looked in the direction of the voice and saw two figures, one in white and one in green, flying in the wind and snow.

The green figure is as agile as a bamboo, and his sword skills are erratic.

The white figure was as agile as a flying crane, beating the drum, and every beat seemed to stop the opponent's attack for a moment.

The snow was splashed everywhere by the energy of their swords, but the two men didn't care at all and only had eyes for each other.

Song Yuesheng?

When Yan Limo saw who the green shadow was, he couldn't help but be shocked.

I heard that she has been getting closer to Jun Yu recently, so is she trying to return the favor by killing the monster now?

A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

If it is really that easy to enter Jun Mansion, would it be her turn?

"Dong dong dong, dong dong!"

The sound of the drums echoed in the snow like thunder, and every beat carried an invisible force that struck Song Yuesheng's mind directly.

A mouthful of blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of her mouth, staining the snow red.

"It's so annoying, stop knocking!"

Song Yuesheng swung a sword towards Xuan Xiao.

However, her swordsmanship seemed to be restrained at this moment, her body began to become unstable, and her green figure swayed in the wind and snow.

Song Yuesheng gritted his teeth and stared at Xuan Xiao: "I have never killed anyone. Immortal Lord, the gods attach great importance to karma. If you keep chasing me and want to kill me, you will not die well."

"Just because I didn't kill you before doesn't mean I won't kill you in the future. I will kill you for the sake of the people in the future." Xuan Xiao said seriously.

"Sister Yue, Sister Yue, the hero, Yan Limo, is behind us. What if you accidentally kill him?"

"I can hear you."

The hearing of the demons is hundreds of times stronger than that of humans. How could she not hear the rustling footsteps?

Song Yuesheng swung his sword and changed it for an umbrella, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

"Banshee, you can't escape. You will die today!"

Xuan Xiao struck the drum, and after learning the escape location, he made some hand gestures and chased after him.

After confirming that they had really left, Yan Limo and Ah Fu appeared.

Ah Fu was so scared that he trembled: "Master, just now..."

"Song Yuesheng, who overestimates his own abilities and wants to catch monsters, and a powerful monster. Don't tell the old man. He is old, and if he hears about monsters, he might get into trouble."

After Yan Limo gave the order, he walked to the place where the two of them had just fought.

He looked again and again, but really had no idea what treasures were here that were worthy of the monster's covetousness.

Just as he was lost in thought, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Yan Limo, why are you here?"

Yan Limo turned around, and the smile he was about to show froze instantly when he saw who was coming.

He saw Song Zhiyan and Jun Yu standing together.

Yan Limo chose to remain silent and was unwilling to answer Song Zhiyan's question.

Song Zhiyan wanted to continue asking, but she inadvertently glanced at the blood on the ground and her eyes brightened.

How dare you fight with her?

She turned to Ah Fu who was standing beside her and asked tentatively, "Ah Fu, did you see Song Yuesheng being killed just now?"

Upon hearing this, Ah Fu's face changed and he stammered, not knowing how to answer.

The young master cherishes Miss Song the most in his heart, so he decided not to tell her about the monster, so as not to scare her and cause trouble for him again.

"You saw her killed?"

Jun Yu's eerie voice without any warmth came, and Ah Fu was so scared that he knelt on the ground.

He stammered, "No...no, Song Yuesheng...ran away...that monster...seemed to have chased after him..."

Ah Fu said, biting his tongue in regret.

He told it all out.

After hearing what Ah Fu said, Jun Yu's eyes darkened.

He turned to leave.

"Jun Yu, stop!" Song Zhiyan shouted at his back.

"She, Song Yuesheng, is a demon!"

"The Spiritual Heart Drum of the God Clan is the nemesis of monsters. No monster in the world can survive the Spiritual Heart Drum of Xuanxiao Immortal Lord."

Jun Yu paused for a moment and then continued to leave.

Song Zhiyan snorted.

No one can save Song Yuesheng, she is doomed to die.

Finally, she turned around and looked at Yan Limo with a smile: "Are these hardy mushrooms for me? But I have something to do today, so I can only go to Yan's house tomorrow to drink the mushrooms cooked by Aunt Gui."

Yan Limo looked at her, was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "...It's okay."

"I knew Yan Limo was the best!"

When Song Zhiyan heard his answer, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

She walked forward lightly, opened her arms, and gently embraced Yan Limo.

However, just when Yan Limo wanted to reach out and hug her back, she quickly pulled away from his arms.

Seeing Song Zhiyan walking further and further away, Yan Limo called out to her, "Song Zhiyan!"

"Ok?"

Song Zhiyan turned around and looked at him.

"It's okay. See you tomorrow."

Yan Limo still failed to find out what was in his heart.

**

At the same time, at the foot of the Ice Plateau.

The drumbeats were like thunder, low and eerie, like a sharp blade, constantly piercing Song Yuesheng's heart.

Her breathing was disordered, her figure swayed in the wind, and every movement became slow and heavy.

Song Yuesheng had just found out that the immortal king in front of him named Xuanxiao had some relationship with Song Zhiyan.

But what's the use?

Suddenly, the sound of the drums intensified, like a heavy hammer hitting Song Yuesheng's heart.

She felt a tightness in her chest and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining her clothes red.

Song Yuesheng's body went limp, and his knees fell weakly on the snow. He could no longer hold the sword in his hand, and it flew out of his hand and fell heavily to the ground.

Xuan Xiao seized this opportunity, he flashed, summoned his sword, and went straight for Song Yuesheng's throat.

Song Yuesheng's pupils shrank, and he quickly called back Qing'ai, trying to resist the attack.

At this moment, there was a crisp "crack" sound, and Xuan Xiao's neck was broken.

He fell heavily in front of Song Yuesheng.

Behind Xuan Xiao, a scarlet figure was particularly eye-catching in the wind and snow.

"There are two things I hate most in my life. First, the self-righteous gods. Second, the betrayal of villains."

"Even if Song Yuesheng dies, she must not die at the hands of the God Clan."

Luo Chuan's gaze stayed on Song Yuesheng for a moment, and then he glanced coldly at Xuan Xiao who was lying on the ground.

Xuan Xiao opened his mouth and seemed to say something in a low voice.

Seeing this, Song Yuesheng quickly crawled over, grabbed Xuan Xiao's clothes, and asked quickly: "Tens of thousands of years ago, the three races of gods, demons and monsters fought a great war. From where did the two races of demons and monsters attack the Nine Heavens?"

She had read in modern mystery novels that "a broken neck could cause instant death, or it could take a minute or two for death." Xuan Xiao's current condition was clearly the latter.

"Song Yuesheng, why are you asking these questions?" Luo Chuan stared at her, his voice seeming a little anxious.

"Shut up!"

Song Yuesheng yelled.

Luochuan opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Damn it!

Song Yuesheng transformed Qing'ai into a dagger and pressed it against Xuan Xiao's chest: "If I can't hear the answer, I will cut out your heart and give it to Song Zhiyan. You loved her when she was alive, and you should accompany her after you die."

"you……"

Xuan Xiao widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe it.

Song Yuesheng stabbed him with a knife.

Xuan Xiao could feel the pain, but he didn't even have the strength to scream.

I didn't expect this witch to be so cruel and capable of digging out someone's heart.

He opened his mouth: "Demon... Demon Clan... Divine Seal... Mirror..."

Song Yuesheng then asked: "Where was the demon clan's territory back then?"

“…I…don’t…know…”

After saying this, Xuan Xiao lost his breath and turned into a wisp of smoke, disappearing into the world.

This is the end of the gods' death.

Song Yuesheng quickly put away the Spirit Heart Drum and asked the Sparrow Spirit, "Sparrow Spirit, what is the current mission value?"

"Wait a minute... 6... 69%..."

Blue Sparrow reluctantly turned on the task machine.

When it finished reading the number on the screen, it kicked several times in anger.

Crazy?

It has only been half a month since I last checked it, but the task value has risen from 46% to 69%!

Song Yuesheng smiled with satisfaction.

However, her body could no longer support her and she fainted on the snow.

Seeing this, Luo Chuan frowned slightly and gently touched Song Yuesheng with his toes.

She didn't move.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a clear bloodstain extending from six feet away to Song Yuesheng's feet.

Luo Chuan was stunned.

After a while.

He leaned over, carefully put his hands under Song Yuesheng's armpits and knees, and gently picked her up.

Song Yuesheng, I saved you with good intentions, you'd better know how to repay me and commit suicide as soon as possible.