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Chapter 181: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)

The moment Yan Limo looked over, his eyes met Jun Yu's across the air.

But in a moment, the other party's gaze quickly shifted away.

Song Zhiyan, who was facing away, also looked over.

"Oh my, the young master of the Jun Mansion and the young lady of the Song Mansion are a perfect match, and they are in love with each other..."

The woman's light voice reached his ears. Yan Limo was furious. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he pushed her away and walked towards Song Zhiyan.

Song Yuesheng took several steps back before he could steady himself.

This kind of scene is bound to happen sooner or later, she just brought the plot forward to help the hero and heroine complete the catastrophe in the world as soon as possible.

No need to thank her.

"Little witch, it's immoral to ruin someone's marriage."

Song Yuesheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw Feng Zhi sitting on a tree not far away.

He leaned forward slightly, shaking the small wine bottle in his hand, hooked his finger at her again, and patted the seat next to him, with a playful light flashing in his emerald eyes.

"You and I are of the same kind. Meeting is fate. Why don't you sit down and talk?"

Song Yuesheng curled the corners of his mouth.

As expected of a cat demon, not only does it like to stay in trees, it also has its own unique way of inviting people to talk.

Seeing that she was still not moving, Feng Zhi smiled and teased her, "Little demon girl, I'm not a man-eating demon, what are you afraid of?"

Song Yuesheng chuckled.

There was a 500-year gap between her and Feng Zhi's cultivation. He knew some spells, but she didn't. If he secretly used some spells against her like Jun Yu did, she would definitely suffer.

When the two were at a stalemate, an old maid came over, stretched out her hand to Song Yuesheng, and made a "please" gesture: "Miss, our Madam Song invites you."

"Okay, please lead the way, Madam."

Song Yuesheng could guess why Mrs. Song asked her to go.

There was no one in Qianzhou who looked like Song Zhiyan, and her sudden appearance inevitably aroused suspicion.

But she didn't expect that the old nanny would take her towards Song Zhiyan's direction.

Seeing the prefect's wife sitting under the pavilion, Song Yuesheng held his forehead weakly.

The protagonists of this banquet are Jun Yu and Jing Qiudie. Shouldn't the prefect's wife leave Su Garden? Why is she still sitting here with several other ladies?

Is it really okay to see your children having sex with other people?

"Is the girl's illness still not healed?"

The wife of the prefect treated her politely, and Song Yuesheng did not refuse her face. She said politely: "Madam, I just don't understand why Miss Jing didn't find her brother to learn martial arts when Young Master Jun has been practicing martial arts in Xuanwu Mountain for several years, but instead wanted me to teach her martial arts instead of going far away."

The prefect's wife looked confused, wondering how come she didn't know Xiaodie wanted to learn martial arts.

Mrs. Song took the opportunity to ask, "The girl looks unfamiliar. I wonder which family she belongs to?"

"In reply to this lady, I am not from Qianzhou. I just traveled here some time ago. I didn't expect Qianzhou to be as prosperous as others said. Therefore, I plan to stay here longer." Song Yuesheng smiled with curved eyebrows.

"I wonder what the girl's name is...?"

"Song Yuesheng."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people present changed.

Mrs. Song's face looked even uglier.

This girl’s surname is Song. Could she really be the master’s illegitimate daughter?

Mrs. Song recalled past events and tried to find out the strange behavior of the master.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Is your name Yuesheng because you were born on a moonlit night?"

"Madam is wrong. My name is not composed of these two characters. It is Yue, which means joy, and Sheng, which means noise and bustle." Song Yuesheng moved lightly to the left, stood beside Song Zhiyan with a smile, a hint of humility.

"When I first arrived in Qianzhou and heard that Miss Song looked like me, I was also shocked. But please rest assured, Madam, I have no blood relationship with Master Song."

Two women with identical appearance standing side by side are like two blooming flowers, complementing each other. It is no exaggeration to say that they are a pair of peerless beauties.

However, the two give people very different feelings.

The woman in red is as passionate as fire, and her every move exudes an indescribable charm.

The woman in green is as gentle as jade, and her every word and action reveals a kind of elegance and composure.

But the prefect's wife always felt that this girl named Song Yuesheng was not as gentle and polite as she appeared.

"Oh, what do you mean by shengge dingfei? Isn't it just the sheng that means music and singing every night?"

Jun Yu's slightly sarcastic voice drew everyone's attention to him.

The prefect's wife glared at him in dissatisfaction. How could such words be used casually to describe a little girl?

However, Jun Yu didn't care at all.

He just felt that the woman in front of him said one thing to his face and another behind his back.

She clearly has no regard for etiquette at all and pretends to be a rich lady.

Song Yuesheng's eyes curved: "I didn't expect the young master to be so knowledgeable."

"Pretentious."

"Miss Sheng, I just heard you say that Xiaodie wants to learn martial arts from you. That means your martial arts skills are very powerful." In order to prevent her son from yelling at a little girl again, the prefect's wife smiled and quickly changed the subject.

Song Yuesheng brushed his hair without any modesty and smiled ostentatiously: "Of course, whether it is bare-handed or swords, spears, or bows, I am proficient in them. Some time ago, I rescued a stray cat from the servants of the Yan Mansion. But if Madam wants to see, I am willing to compete with the guards of your mansion."

The prefect's wife had no intention of resorting to violence today, and was just about to find an excuse to get rid of him, but unexpectedly Song Zhiyan took the initiative to propose a sword-fighting contest with Song Yuesheng, and the latter agreed.

Since both parties in the competition were willing, she couldn't say anything more.

She ordered people to clear the open space in front of them, and asked them to prepare two swords. Then, before the competition began, she told the two men, "Just stop when it's enough. If I find out who is going to kill me, I will not let them off easily!"

"Yes."

It is human nature to love watching the fun, let alone two women with the same appearance.

So when they learned about the competition, the people who were scattered in various places in Su Garden gathered together again.

Song Zhiyan took the lead in attacking. She leaped lightly, and the sword in her hand drew an elegant arc, heading straight for Song Yuesheng.

Song Yuesheng nimbly avoided the attack, and then she swung her sword back at lightning speed, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Song Zhiyan's weak spot.

The two swords intersected, and the sword light flashed, like two meteors colliding in the air, stirring up a strong sword energy.

"It turns out that Miss Song's martial arts are so good!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect she could use a sword."

……

The onlookers expressed great admiration.

Suddenly, Song Zhiyan paused, and her sword-holding hand fell down at the critical moment.

And Song Yuesheng's sword was moving straight towards her as usual.

"It's over, it's over. I can't retract the sword. Miss Song is in trouble!"

Some people covered their eyes, not daring to watch the bloody scene that followed.

Song Zhiyan also closed her eyes.

At this instant, Song Yuesheng's figure flashed like a ghost, and her left hand resolutely grasped the sharp sword blade, only a few inches away from Song Zhiyan.

The expected pain did not come. Song Zhiyan slowly opened her eyes, and what came into her sight was Song Yuesheng's bleeding palm, with blood dripping slowly like thin threads.

She didn't expect the other party to have such a trick, and she apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, Sister Sheng, I... I accidentally twisted my foot just now, so I can't hold the sword."

"fine."

After Song Yuesheng finished speaking, he picked up the jar of wine on the table next to him and poured the wine into his left hand without blinking, using the wine to wash away the gushing blood.

The wine rolled over the wound, causing considerable pain.

She gasped, then quickly tore a strip of cloth from the hem of her skirt and wrapped it tightly around the palm of her left hand.

The air was filled with a faint aroma of wine, intertwined with the smell of blood.

Very weird.

The onlookers were completely silent, as if they had forgotten to even breathe.

The brief silence was not broken until the voice of the prefect's wife was heard.

"Ms. Sheng, how come you bandage it so skillfully?"

"got used to."

Song Yuesheng didn't even raise his head. He bit one end of the cloth strip with his mouth and tied it tightly with his right hand.

Her tone was so casual, as if she was answering what she had eaten today.

Then, everyone saw the young master of the Jun Mansion slowly walk to Song Yuesheng. Every step seemed heavy and slow, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

He lowered his head, his voice was deep and filled with guilt that could not be hidden.

"sorry."

Monster hunters like him would not take getting hurt as a habit. She could talk about it so lightly, but what she had experienced was definitely not something that ordinary people could experience.

He shouldn't have made fun of her name and called her pretentious.

However, this is different from her beating him or biting his neck, he will still retaliate.

The air around them seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone exchanged glances, trying to find the answer.

"Have you been bewitched?" Song Yuesheng was slightly stunned and looked at him curiously.

The original owner knew how to use spiritual power to heal wounds, so she performed it just now, and then lowered her head to heal the wound while wrapping her hands with cloth.

Why did Jun Yu suddenly apologize in just a short while?