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Chapter 203: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)

Song Yuesheng did not agree to go to Jun Mansion, pushed him away, and teleported away with the Qingai Umbrella to the western suburbs.

She didn't expect that even after she refused like that, Jun Yu would still give her a handmade hairpin.

Red beans, lovesickness.

Even though she regarded the task arranged by the Sparrow Spirit as a game, she was not heartless. How could she not feel when someone was kind to her?

She was very confused and didn't want to see Jun Yu for the time being.

and……

Song Yuesheng touched the hairpin on her hair, her eyes deep.

After a moment, she sighed.

That's it.

Let's take a step by step.

Song Yuesheng practiced in the western suburbs until Youzhong before returning to Liangyi Inn.

As usual, when she returned, she saw Fatty Orange baring his teeth and meowing at Luochuan, and Luochuan using magic to make Fatty Orange fly up and down.

She asked Luochuan more than once, but even if she smeared his face, his answer was always the same:

You let a dirty, fat cat sleep on the same couch with me, this is what happens!

Later, Song Yuesheng saw that Luochuan didn't really want to kill Ju Xiaopang, so he let him go.

After all, Little Fatty Orange is really fat.

It would be great if it could be stimulated to exercise and lose weight.

Luo Chuan's eyes swept over Song Yuesheng's returning figure, his brows furrowed, and he withdrew the spell. The fat kitten fell to the ground with a "meow".

"Song Yuesheng, you went to see that guy again!"

Then he raised two fingers and waved.

Suddenly, a thick ice wall appeared half a step away from Song Yuesheng.

Little Orange was so cold that he curled up into a ball.

Luo Chuan's voice was sharp, revealing an unquestionable majesty: "Don't show up in front of me unless you soak in the water for three days and three nights!"

However, the next moment, Song Yuesheng came through the ice wall.

She spread her hands helplessly: "I say, Luochuan, have you forgotten that I am your master? Your magic will never be able to hurt me."

Luo Chuan frowned and answered irrelevantly: "Song Yuesheng, I know that you demons value lust. But there are millions of men in the world, why did you choose him?"

Song Yuesheng raised his eyebrows slightly, a playful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

She walked slowly to Luochuan, put her hands behind her back, and walked in front of him, as if examining something.

Then she touched her chin and asked tentatively: "Why do you hate Jun Yu so much? Could it be that he was your former master who abandoned you many years ago, so you hold a grudge against him?"

Luo Chuan sneered and stared at Song Yuesheng coldly: "What a joke! Song Yuesheng, don't insult me ​​with such unbearable words!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Chuan turned into a ball of crimson smoke and left, and the ice wall also disappeared with his departure.

Judging from Luochuan's tone, the previous owner of the Qingai Umbrella was not Jun Yu.

So where does his hatred come from?

Song Yuesheng thought seriously for a while, and suddenly smiled with relief.

The sparrow spirit won’t give extra money.

Why should she find out what happened between Luochuan and Junyu?

Yup!

Song Yuesheng suddenly realized.

The tangled yarn in my head unravelled.

Whether Song Zhiyan is a reborn person or a time traveler, her mission has nothing to do with Song Zhiyan's identity.

Why should she make herself suffer and find unnecessary things to do?

After figuring it out, Song Yuesheng felt that the huge rock that was pressing on her had finally disappeared.

She was overjoyed and called the waiter to serve a large table of delicious food.

……

Luo Chuan stood on the roof of a teahouse in Qianzhou, his lips tightly pursed, feeling angry but with nowhere to vent.

The best solution is to kill Song Yuesheng. Not only will he no longer have to smell that disgusting breath, but he can also find a more obedient owner for the Qingai Umbrella.

but……

Luo Chuan clicked his tongue unhappily.

In the entire Qianzhou City, only that Taoist priest could barely kill Song Yuesheng, who possessed the Qingai Umbrella. However, the Taoist priest believed that Song Yuesheng was not a demon and left the next day.

It seems that I have to put the plan of replacing the master on hold for the time being and kill the man named Jun Yu first.

"Alas, what a pity. Such a handsome young man is not a human being."

When Luo Chuan heard the regretful sigh, he turned his head instantly and stared at the woman in black sitting in the bun shop below.

He snorted, "I never thought that tens of thousands of years later, the villains of the ghost clan would dare to criticize me."

She raised her hand and an icy spike flew towards her.

The woman failed to dodge and after being hit, she fled in panic.

Wow, I didn’t expect that even after becoming a ghost, the world would still be so scary.

After returning to the Netherworld to heal her wounds, she will never leave again.

Luo Chuan retracted his gaze and went to Jun Mansion based on his memory from last time.

After the snow stopped, even when night fell, it was still unusually bright, as if it were daytime.

In the courtyard of Moxiangzhai, Jun Yu stared at the uninvited guest with a sharp gaze.

He drew an arc in the air with a long sword in his hand, staring at Luo Chuan unkindly: "Since you are here to die, I will grant your wish. It's just an umbrella spirit, it's normal for it to dissipate."

Luo Chuan stood opposite with a gloomy face, as if covered by a layer of dark clouds.

He gritted his teeth and said, “I didn’t expect Song Yuesheng to tell you so much.”

She was so treacherous that she casually told others about his affairs.

Kill Jun Yu tonight, and find someone else to kill her tomorrow.

Under the moonlight, the two figures intertwined, and the sword light and ice spikes collided in the air, making a harsh metal collision sound.

Luo Chuan's scarlet robe fluttered in the night wind, his eyes were fierce, and every move he made was filled with deadly chill.

As for Jun Yu, his sword was as long as a dragon, his movements were very smooth, and each dodge was just right.

Suddenly, Luo Chuan jumped up, formed seals with his hands, and an even more powerful icy force condensed and took shape, smashing down towards Jun Yu.

Jun Yu showed no expression as his sword drew a trajectory in the air, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the center of the ice power.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the ice knife was shattered by the long sword and turned into countless ice crystals that flew everywhere.

The two men's bodies shook at the same time, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Luochuan's mouth, and Jun Yu took several steps back, the stone slab under his feet cracked due to his impact.

The sound of fighting resounded through the sky, but the other people in the Jun Mansion seemed not to hear it and were still doing their own things.

Luochuan wiped off the blood and found it unbelievable.

Is his magic power so weak now that he can't even kill a person?

Or……

Jun Yu stared at him, chanted a spell, flames came out of his fingertips, and pointed in the direction of Luochuan without blinking.

The fire that can kill the demon can certainly also kill the umbrella spirit.

Shengsheng doesn't need someone like this around him.

At this moment, a green paper umbrella suddenly appeared in front of Luochuan, blocking the fire attack.

Luochuan raised his hand, and the green paper umbrella instantly turned into a sharp sword with a faint green glow.

He smiled and said, "You will definitely die now."

At the same time, at Liangyi Inn.

The green bracelet suddenly disappeared from his wrist. Song Yuesheng hesitated for only one or two seconds before running towards Jun Mansion.

In this world, besides her, only the umbrella spirit Luochuan can summon the Qingai Umbrella when she is off guard.

In addition to what Luo Chuan said before he left, apart from going to Jun Mansion to kill Jun Yu, Song Yuesheng could not think of another possibility for him to summon the Qingai Umbrella.

Song Yuesheng skillfully went around the west wall of the Jun Mansion and jumped in.

Then, she witnessed a thrilling scene.

Luochuan knelt on the ground, and there seemed to be a pool of blood beside him.

The sharp sword transformed from the Qingmi Umbrella was also stuck in the ground. He held the hilt of the sword with trembling hands, as if it was his only support.

Opposite him, Jun Yu swung his sword with a sharp sword energy and went straight towards Luochuan.

Song Yuesheng quickly called out, "Jun Yu!"

The attacking sword stopped instantly, and the man holding the sword also looked over here.

Jun Yu clenched his hand holding the sword.

Shengsheng, you don’t want him to die so much?

Luo Chuan curled his lips.

good chance.

He drew out the sword, but the next moment, the sword suddenly disappeared from his hand.

Luo Chuan quickly turned his head: "Song Yuesheng!"

"Don't be so loud, I can hear you."

Song Yuesheng transformed the sword into a bracelet again and wore it on his wrist. The blood spots on it were clearly visible.

If the protagonist can be killed, he is no longer the protagonist.

She looked at Luo Chuan: "I stopped Jun Yu from killing you, so I naturally don't want you to kill him. No matter now or in the future. Okay, follow me and go to recuperate."

"Heh. Song Yuesheng, how many times do you think you can stop it?"

So stubborn.

Song Yuesheng half-squinted his eyes and smiled at Luo Chuan: "That's good. Since you don't give up killing Jun Yu, I will seal you in the umbrella now and you will never get out."

"Think beautifully!"

Luo Chuan glared at her, roared, then turned into smoke and left.

Song Yuesheng clicked his tongue.

The umbrella spirit has a very strong sense of autonomy and is very difficult to control.

She walked towards Jun Yu and discovered that the blood on the bracelet came from his chest.

It's still bleeding.

Song Yuesheng immediately took out a bottle from his sleeve, poured out a pill, and handed it to him: "My magic can only heal minor wounds. Jun Yu, take this pill to stop the bleeding first, and then let the people in the mansion find a doctor to treat it."

Jun Yu did not take the pill, but raised his hand and chanted a spell, and then a bell fell into his hand from the air.

The originally silent courtyard was suddenly filled with other sounds.

"Father and mother will be worried." Jun Yu smiled at her, his voice low and gentle, "I have medicine for the wound in my room. Shengsheng, can you help me?"

His eyes were deep, and only she was reflected in them.

Maybe it was because the moonlight was too bright on a snowy night, or maybe it was because his voice was too gentle.

Song Yuesheng nodded for some unknown reason.

"it is good."