Chapter 768 So fast

The longer I know Huo Xiang, the less I can figure him out.

He is both righteous and wicked, and the complex aura of the martial arts world about him makes people both uneasy and want to trust him.

Listening to him talk can sometimes be so suffocating it's almost painful.

Looking at his sword, Song Chunxue felt uneasy.

"Please put your sword away. The aura is too terrifying. It wouldn't be good if you fought with Wuyou."

Looking at Wuyou, who was poised to fight, Huoxiang was really curious about who would win if the two of them were to fight.

But he worried that if the two swords clashed, they could dismantle his expensively built carriage, so he decided not to take the risk.

He raised his hand and sheathed the sword.

Just as Song Chunxue was about to ask him about Wen Qianqiu, the carriage suddenly stopped.

The coachman's voice was somewhat nervous, "My lord, it's...it's Liu Niang."

Durian Girl?

It was a woman.

Song Chunxue was very curious and was about to lift the carriage curtain when Huoxiang blocked her way.

She instantly understood and smiled, "I understand."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and put on the face mask, making her appear as a man to outsiders.

"..." Huo Xiang wanted to explain that it wasn't what she thought it meant.

Song Chunxue had already lifted the carriage curtain and looked over. Not far away, on the roof of the carriage, a graceful woman dressed in a pomegranate skirt stood against the wind, holding a sword in her right hand. The strong wind lifted her long hair, making her look like a woman in a painting.

Song Chunxue's eyes lit up. "Your Majesty is truly remarkable. This woman must be here to collect a debt of love. I have never seen such a captivating beauty before."

True beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin. This woman's makeup was exquisite, her eyes clear and sharp. Looking down at the carriage, she exuded the air of a gentle yet powerful female knight-errant.

"My Lord, come out!"

Huo Xiang leaned out of the other car window, a carefree smile on her face, and waved lazily, "Come in, it must be tiring standing there. I've made you some tea."

The woman's gaze fell on Song Chunxue, as if she were trying to guess the relationship between them.

"Miss, please come in." Song Chunxue was very curious about the relationship between this woman and Huoxiang.

He acted as if he were incredibly loyal to his wife the whole way, but he never expected to meet a soulmate so soon.

What Song Chunxue didn't notice was that the woman was stunned by the word "girl".

A moment later, the woman sheathed her sword and jumped onto the carriage.

She bent down to enter, her gaze shifting back and forth between the two men.

"Please sit down, young lady." Song Chunxue had a gentle smile on her face, making her seem quite approachable.

But the woman in front of him raised an eyebrow slightly. "You're a woman?"

Now that she had been seen through, Song Chunxue removed her face mask and patted the seat next to her. "Please sit down."

Half of the woman's long hair was tied up with a green hairpin, while the other half simply hung down behind her head. A pearl hairpin was pinned to her left side, and her ageless appearance was quite pleasing to the eye.

This person's cultivation level must be quite high, and his physique is extraordinary, which makes Song Chunxue extremely envious.

She had never envied anyone's figure like this before, but this woman's figure was just right in every way—any more would be too alluring, any less would be too bony, making her extremely pleasing to the eye.

Huo Xiang couldn't stand it anymore, "You two have hit it off? Exchanging such flirtatious glances?"

Liu Niang withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Huo Xiang, "What is your relationship with her?"

Song Chunxue's smile widened as she looked at Liu Niang. Such a beautiful woman asking Huo Xiang such a question meant that in her eyes, Liu Niang wasn't ugly either.

Mother and sister, she has really made something of herself now. At her age, no one thinks she's some kind of distant relative, which shows that her spiritual practice has been very effective.

"What are you so proud of?" Huo Xiang seemed to see through Song Chunxue's thoughts, leaned back and swung her toes, and said to Liu Niang, "Whatever you think the relationship is, that's what the relationship is."

Wow, these two really have a story.

Alas, the Venerable Lord's wife probably doesn't want to pay attention to him because he's too flamboyant.

That makes sense. Given Huo Xiang's appearance and her background, it's plausible that she would have had several romances in the martial arts world.

“She was threatened by you, wasn’t she?” Liu Niang leaned closer to Song Chunxue. “She should already be taken, while you exude an aura of loneliness. Unless you’re desperate for this older sister.”

"..."

"..."

These words left Song Chunxue and Huo Xiang speechless for a long time.

Is her sense of smell really that good?

Or is it a woman's intuition?

Song Chunxue thought to herself that she had called Liu Niang "sister" instead of "auntie," since the woman looked much younger and prettier than Hong Ying.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel melancholy.

One hurdle that spiritual practitioners cannot overcome is the thought of one day watching their children grow old before them.

In her past life, after she turned forty, her hair began to turn white. She had done too much hard labor when she was young, and her legs and feet began to ache, and her back began to bend and hunch.

Her children are living their lives steadily and peacefully.

It seems that in a few years, she will have no choice but to go up the mountain to cultivate herself, far away from her family, to avoid being heartbroken.

"My lord, have you missed me?"

Song Chunxue looked up and saw Liu Niang leaning half her body against Huo Xiang. The handsome man and beautiful woman were a sight to behold.

Huo Xiang remained seated, saying, "Don't let people misunderstand. Our affair is all ancient history; I wasn't married back then."

“But you still came to my territory after all. We made a promise that we would continue our relationship when we meet again.” As she spoke, Liu Niang ignored Song Chunxue, leaned down to Huo Xiang, and raised her hand to stroke his cheek.

Huo Xiang sat up straight and pushed her away, the force was relatively gentle, but her expression was very serious.

Song Chunxue felt that she shouldn't be present at such a sensual scene.

"Well, I'm going outside to see the sunset." Although she really wanted to see it again, Huoxiang was clearly reluctant to leave.

Tsk, she's more shameless than I thought.

Song Chunxue jumped onto the empty horse's back outside. The clear evening breeze penetrated her lungs, cold and crisp, blowing away the restlessness of autumn.

My lips are dry, and the back of my hands are wrinkled from the wind. This is the perfect time to eat pears and melons.

Song Chunxue took two pears from her storage ring, wiped them on her clothes, and took a bite. They were juicy and fragrant.

After eating two pears, she took out a melon, smashed it open with her fist, and sent the rest to the carriage behind.

"Wu Shuang, have some melon."

Wu Shuang leaned out of the car window and accepted the gift with both hands, saying, "Thank you, Daoist Master."

Just as Song Chunxue was about to say "no need to be polite," she saw the large carriage in the middle swaying violently, almost tipping over.

The driver was so startled that he strained with all his might to prevent the carriage from overturning.

Song Chunxue had a lot to say, so she turned her head to look elsewhere.

As expected, the Demonic Cult Leader was not appointed for nothing.

However, just as the carriage rolled over a small hill, voices could be heard coming from inside.

"Master Song, I want to eat a pear."

"Liuniang invites you to have some hot noodle soup."

Song Chunxue was surprised, so fast?

"You guys eat first, I'll eat later."

"Come in quickly, stop dawdling!" Huo Xiang lifted the curtain. "Don't think I don't know what nonsense you were thinking just now."

"..." What did she guess?

Soon, Song Chunxue realized what was happening.

She climbed into the carriage and looked around. "No fighting?"