readsfreenovel Chapter 213: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)
Chapter 213: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)
Ahhhhhhhhh, why did the male protagonist Feng Zhi die!
Blue Sparrow went crazy in the sea of stars, smashing the virtual keyboard angrily.
[The system has been detected to be under external attack and self-protection will be activated. ]
The male protagonist is dead, what's the use of protecting a hammer hammer hammer hammer hammer~~
Black smoke came out of the blue sparrow's mouth. It made a "woop" sound and fell into the clouds.
It hugged its little body tightly, muttering to itself in fear: "Without one of the male protagonists, how can the little world continue to function? It's over, it's all over now."
Stars overseas.
Jun Yu looked at Song Yuesheng, whose face was covered with tears, and felt his heart aching.
Even the dead cat demon seemed a little more pleasing to his eyes.
He looked at Song Yuesheng, as if a thousand words were stuck in his throat: "You..."
Suddenly, a white mist appeared in front of him. When Jun Yu came to his senses, the banshee had disappeared.
He felt an inexplicable worry in his heart.
She was carrying a cat demon, so even if she concealed the demonic aura on her body, she would still be discovered by the heavenly soldiers.
Do you like that cat demon so much?
At the same time, by Yingxi Lake.
Luo Chuan sensed that Song Yuesheng was not in the Ninth Heaven, so he went to look for her.
The time in the Ninth Heaven is different from that in the Underworld on earth.
She stayed in the Ninth Heaven for two hours, and he waited for two months!
He would have to have a good talk with her.
However, when Luo Chuan arrived following the sensation of the Netherworld Umbrella, he saw Song Yuesheng burning ghost paper in front of a tombstone.
Who is she cursing to death?
Luo Chuan walked forward slowly, his eyes involuntarily falling on the tombstone. The two words on the tombstone startled him.
Is the white cat dead?
Looking at Song Yuesheng again, her face looked a little haggard.
Her eyes were red, as if she had been crying.
She burned paper money in a daze.
Luo Chuan had never seen Song Yuesheng like this before. He couldn't help but said, "Song Yuesheng, I didn't expect you to be so deeply in love with Feng Zhi."
The tinderbox in Song Yuesheng's hand was still jumping, turning pieces of thin paper into ashes.
She raised her eyes slightly, with a hint of complicated emotions in her eyes.
"I don't love him that much. Luochuan, if you die, I will also erect a tombstone for you and mourn for you."
Luochuan met her eyes. Her eyes seemed to be filled with unfallen rain, so red that it made people feel distressed.
His heart trembled for no reason.
Luo Chuan coughed, glanced to the side, and said viciously: "Song Yuesheng, even if your orange cat dies, I will not die."
After Song Yuesheng burned the last piece of paper, he stretched out his arms and flattered perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, you are the most powerful. You didn't die tens of thousands of years ago, and there are very few people who can kill you now. Maybe you can live another ten thousand years."
Hearing her slightly cheerful voice, Luo Chuan turned his head curiously: "Are you not sad anymore?"
"It only takes a moment to be sad. If you feel sad for too long, it will not only harm your body, but also delay things."
Song Yuesheng patted the dust off her skirt, her movements revealing a decisiveness.
"Delaying things?" Luo Chuan frowned slightly and repeated her words.
Song Yuesheng smiled and glanced at him: "Of course it's to avenge Feng Zhi and find someone to kill Yun Yi from the God Clan."
Just because she can’t kill Song Zhiyan doesn’t mean the male protagonist can’t kill her.
To put it another way, the current mission value is just one step away from being fully maxed out. With the wild halo weakened so much, the probability that the male protagonist can kill Song Zhiyan will definitely increase greatly.
The mission value must be increased, and Song Zhiyan must die.
Nine Heavens, the wedding day is approaching...
Ah.
The male protagonist can't always stay in the King of Hell and lock the door to the news.
**
The next day, the Palace of Yama.
Yan Limo held his face up and looked at Song Yuesheng who had come uninvited again. He waved his hand at Hei Wuchang in annoyance, "This ghost had evil deeds in his life. He enjoyed digging graves and robbing tombs. He has caused hundreds of dead people to rest in peace. His sins are serious. Send him to the hell of crucifixion immediately."
"Yes, Lord Yan Jun."
Hei Wuchang bowed and agreed, the soul-binding chains in his hands flashing with a cold light.
He pulled hard, and the chain wrapped around the evil spirit like a living thing, dragging it away.
When she passed by Song Yuesheng, she smiled and waved at him.
Hei Wuchang was so scared that he ran away quickly.
This banshee has weak magical powers, but the Netherworld Umbrella she holds is the weapon of the Demon Lord back then.
In the great war that year, all the demons were annihilated. It is conceivable that the souls of the gods and demons who died under the umbrella were as numerous as the hairs on a cow.
Even Lord Yama was afraid of this weapon and did not drive the banshee away.
He is just a little devil, how could he be his opponent?
Yan Limo looked at her unhappily, "Song Yuesheng, your cat is almost recovered. Now that you're here, take it away quickly. Qiu Die has been wandering around Wangchuan all day and has no time to cook and share the soup."
Song Yuesheng answered the question irrelevantly: "Do you know that Lord Changxin and Lord Yunyi are about to have a good thing happen?"
Yan Limo sneered: "What do the gods have to do with my Netherworld Department?"
During the great war that year, the elders of the ghost clan chose not to help anyone.
After the victory of the gods, although they did not take any major actions against the ghosts, they often sent immortals to carry out so-called "supervision".
It is said to be supervision, but in fact it is surveillance.
"I didn't expect you to be such a narrow-minded person. You don't ask about anything other than the Netherworld."
A smile slowly blossomed on Song Yuesheng's lips, and then with a "swish" sound, he unfolded the scroll in his hand.
In the painting, the woman has a stunning face and the man beside her has deep eyebrows and eyes.
The two of them leaned on each other, like a perfect couple.
Yan Limo's reaction was as if he was struck by lightning. He stood up suddenly, stretched out his body, and flew in front of Song Yuesheng in an instant.
He looked at the woman in the painting, complex emotions flashing in his eyes.
After a moment, Yan Limo flicked his sleeves and said, "The tribulations in the mortal world are nothing but a dream of the past for me. Since I am the master of the Fifth Palace, I will not have any extra emotions."
He snorted, stared at Song Yuesheng, and continued, "But you, Song Yuesheng. You are not still in love with me and want me to disrupt their wedding so that you can take advantage of the situation, right?"
Song Yuesheng blinked.
The process is right, but the purpose is wrong.
When Yan Limo saw her like this, an expression of "as expected" appeared on his face.
He raised his hand and said, "Give up. Even if you threaten me with the Netherworld Umbrella, I will not help you. If you dare to break into the Ninth Heaven, go ahead."
“If I still had feelings for him, why would I have given him Meng Po soup to drink?” Song Yuesheng pretended to sigh and slowly put away the scroll.
"I sent you a message with good intentions, hoping that you and your sweetheart would say goodbye. Yan Limo, why are you wrongly accusing me like this?"
Her voice trembled and she looked like she was being bullied.
Yan Limo was a little annoyed.
In the past two hundred years, he had seen her act in a pretentious manner too many times.
Song Yuesheng sighed: "The ghosts cannot enter the Ninth Heaven without being summoned. However, since you want to have regrets, I'm leaving."
"I wonder who went to the western suburbs of Qianzhou in such a cold weather to look for cold-resistant mushrooms."
"I don't know who it was that refused to marry anyone else after Miss Song died."
"I didn't expect that the great Lord Yan was so timid that he didn't even dare to say goodbye."
……
Song Yuesheng deliberately slowed down his pace, and every word he said seemed to touch Yan Limo's heartstrings.
"That's enough. I'm not a coward! Song Yuesheng, if you can make it to the Ninth Heaven, I will say goodbye to Song Zhiyan."
Yan Limo looked at her coldly, trying to see through her disguise.
"The fact is, a little demon like you cannot go to the Ninth Heaven. I can only write a petition and find a reason to have them come to the Netherworld."
He laughed sarcastically: "Song Yuesheng, after all, you just want to seduce Jun Yu because he is now the supreme ruler of the God Clan."
"Since you think so... let's go to the Ninth Heaven to find Song Zhiyan now." Song Yuesheng curled up a playful smile, then took Yan Limo's wrist and stepped out without hesitation.
"W-what?!"
Yan Limo was confused.
Song Yuesheng said seriously: "If we delay, something bad will happen. Besides, you, the Lord of Hell, cannot leave the Lord of Hell's Palace for a long time. It will be easy for the gods to find you."
"despair."
The two men walked out of the gate of Yama Palace, and a stone with a faint green color fell in front of Song Yuesheng.
She immediately stopped and looked at Luochuan not far away, slapping her forehead and saying, "I almost forgot about you."
Half an hour ago, she and Luo Chuan came to the Netherworld. When she heard her say that she was going to take Yan Limo to the Ninth Heaven, she was furious again.
She thought he was delaying things, so she ordered him to stand there and not even say a word.
Song Yuesheng dragged Yan Limo towards Luochuan and ordered him at the same time: "Luochuan, if you want to go, follow me. If you don't want to go, just wait for me to come back. If you make any more noise, you can just stand there and wait for me to come back."
She pinched her brows and said, "You also know that the time in heaven and on earth is not equal. If I stay in heaven for one more day, you will have to be unable to speak or move for one year."
"The filthy place of the God Clan is not worthy of my eyes." Luo Chuan showed undisguised contempt in his eyes.
Song Yuesheng understood.
She immediately summoned the Netherworld Umbrella and left.
Luochuan: ...
Song Yuesheng, you will die if you listen to one more sentence.
No, the gods have spells against demons. When can you use the Netherworld Umbrella to go to the Ninth Heaven directly?
He quickly turned into a wisp of crimson smoke and chased after it.