Chapter 1207 is definitely fake.
Song Chunxue glanced at Han Mo.
"Compared to you, I am now more willing to believe what Qi Yun told me personally."
Han Mo has lost all credibility with her.
"It wasn't you..." Han Mo was very frustrated. "I knew I shouldn't have made such boastful claims. I had said I would impress my father, but now I've done something stupid, and none of you trust me anymore."
Song Chunxue originally wanted to make sarcastic remarks, but then she realized that he was actually no different from Changfeng and Changyun.
"Then try to push yourself to truly transform yourself and surprise your father. After all, you demons live long lives. A four or five hundred-year-old demon is equivalent to a twenty-year-old mortal. You're still young, so don't be discouraged. The most important thing in life is to keep striving for improvement."
Qi Yun smiled and said, "Master is still lenient with us, but you need to be careful next time. Let's go outside and take a look; maybe we can find some clues."
"Alright." She could protect herself, but she was worried that they would use despicable methods and manipulate the younger generation to do disgusting things, which would be quite troublesome.
The sooner we dig them out and solve the problem, the sooner we can get rid of them.
"Then Master, you should get some rest." Qi Yun called out smoothly, and as he walked to the door to close it, he added, "Don't worry, they're not any powerful figures. We'll handle them."
"Hmm." She thought to herself that she hadn't gotten used to being Qi Yun's master yet, but he seemed quite at ease.
When my senior brother returns tomorrow, they will play around in the desert and then head towards Jincheng along the border.
It's not too late to return to Lingyun Mountain before the New Year.
*
Wuyou returned, and when Song Chunxue woke up the next day, she saw him hovering above her.
The sword tip was pointing downwards at her abdomen.
Upon seeing this scene clearly, Song Chunxue was startled and immediately sat up in bed, curling up backward.
"What are you doing? If you accidentally fall, I won't be able to keep up with your cultivation!" she said angrily. "I'm just a mortal, I can't withstand your sword strike, you know that?"
Wuyou clicked his tongue twice, "What's all the fuss about? If I were that careless, I'd be utterly useless. Don't forget, everyone calls me the Divine Sword. If I could even have an accident like this..."
"Stop, stop! It's forbidden to boast or make empty promises within the Three Realms. This is common knowledge among cultivators. Don't you know that?"
"Oh dear, you're so long-winded. I only came to tell you that Master Zhang is back and brought you some good things because I saw you were about to wake up. And you're quick to lecture me." Wuyou said irritably, "Your face is younger, but your mouth is like an old lady's."
Song Chunxue kicked him against the wall, saying, "If you're not happy, then keep it to yourself."
"..." Wuyou was stuck to the wall, and tried to move but couldn't get out.
After quickly getting dressed, Song Chunxue left the room and went downstairs.
The inn wasn't very big; everyone else was eating downstairs.
Song Chunxue ordered a bowl of warm noodle soup with pumpkin in it, which was soft, glutinous and easy to swallow.
She sat in front of Master Zhang, while the other two seats were occupied by Tu Dan'er and Han Mo.
"So, Master Han, do you know what your son has done?"
Zhang Chengxuan picked up the bowl and took a sip of soup. "He asked me, so I told him everything. After all, I couldn't hide it from him."
These words were spoken to Han Mo.
Han Mo took a big bite of the white flour pancake; it was very chewy and required some strength to pull.
This kind of kneaded flatbread is Song Chunxue's favorite.
She asked the waiter for twenty more to take with her.
"I know, he has already sent a message to me from afar to curse me," Han Mo said dejectedly, his head down. "When he hits me later, I would like to ask Master Song to plead for me."
Song Chunxue suppressed a laugh and said seriously, "Pleading for mercy will only add fuel to the fire. You need to know why he punished you."
Han Mo poked at the steamed bun without saying a word, then got up to leave.
"Don't rush off. You still haven't told me if Qi Yun gave you what you wanted?"
Han Mo scratched the back of his head. "I gave it to him."
"Is it a little beauty? Why didn't you bring her?" Han Mo remembered saying that before they went to see Qi Yun.
Now, Han Mo felt even more uncomfortable.
“She was just an old acquaintance. She didn’t have feelings for me, so he chose to stay on the mountain.”
"So she's Qi Yun's lover?"
Han Mo glanced at Qi Yun, and the moment their eyes met, a flash of swords seemed to fly.
Others who didn't see it assumed the two were very close brothers.
“Ask him yourself. I’ll go outside and check. I didn’t catch that shadow last night, so maybe he’ll come back.”
Zhang Chengxuan asked curiously, "Are you really being targeted by other demons?"
Song Chunxue pondered, "Perhaps they didn't come with me, but with Qi Yun or Han Mo, and I just happened to run into them."
Zhang Chengxuan stood up. "Then I'll go take a look at Crescent Lake."
Song Chunxue understood that he was waiting for her over there, and had something to say.
After she finished eating, she saw her senior's head in the sand.
"Everyone else buries themselves in the afternoon to drain moisture, why are you burying yourself so early?"
“I’d love to.” He leaped out of the sand pile. “Xie Zheng asked me to bring you something.”
Song Chunxue hesitated.
"He didn't regain his memory, so what did he bring with him?"
"But he's a man too. Knowing you were almost defiled by another male vixen, wouldn't you be worried?" As he spoke, he handed her a talisman carved from peach wood. "It's for your self-defense."
After a while, she took it.
They remained silent for a long time.
Song Chunxue was unusually bewildered.
"Lately, I don't want to think about anything. I just want to be alone. I don't even want to practice swordsmanship anymore. Do you think I'm getting old?"
Zhang Chengxuan laughed, then leaned back and lay down in the desert, looking up at the cloudless, clear blue sky.
"It seems you're quite bothered by getting old?"
"I guess so, my heart has aged instantly." She smiled bitterly to herself, "I have to admit that Xie Zheng's amnesia has left a void in my heart."
"It's good that you admit it. So now you want to get him back..."
"Forget it, I'm too tired to keep going, let it be." Song Chunxue also lay down. "I just feel that time is passing a little slowly, or maybe I'll get even older... But I'm also afraid that when I'm really eighty, I'll see that my children and grandchildren are older than me, and that would be really unsettling."
"If you're afraid, try to overcome it. If you miss your child, just say so. It's good to go back and visit them."
"But I've already seen it."
“Then go and take another look. You’re not a monk or nun who needs to sever worldly ties and convert to Buddhism.”
You could tell that her senior brother was being sarcastic and found her nagging.
I think she's like a woman.
She then fell silent.
"Oh, by the way, I have something to tell you."
"Speak." She put her hands behind her head and gradually felt her body full of energy again, and she was not so lazy anymore.
Is this what it means to absorb the earth's energy?
The results are remarkable.
"Before I took Qi Yun as my disciple, you and Qi Yun were nothing. But after I took him as my disciple, I cast a divination, and guess what happened?"
Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow, keeping everyone in suspense.
She remained silent.
He is your destined love.
Song Chunxue laughed, "Isn't it obvious? She almost lost her virginity."
Zhang Chengxuan frowned. "Be more polite."
"Then cut it down!" Song Chunxue wiggled her toes. "I hate hearing those two words from your mouth the most."
"No, I'm not doing that now. Let nature take its course. Anyway, you're not feeling motivated, so let him add some excitement to your peaceful life."
"..." Song Chunxue sat up. "You really know how to enjoy a good show. Here you go. I'm going to go and look through some evil books and transfer this peach blossom luck to you."
"Don't worry, I'm immune to all poisons now." Zhang Chengxuan suddenly coughed twice. "Oh, by the way, Wuji asked me to deliver a letter to Tudan'er. Guess what?"
Song Chunxue took out some sweet and crisp dried apricots and threw them on his forehead. "Just tell me."
"Your liver fire is a bit too strong. Try standing meditation instead of sword practice."
Song Chunxue turned her head away, muttering under her breath, "Mind your own business."
"Aren't you curious why Wuji and Tudan had such a big fight and then parted ways?"
Song Chunxue wiped the smooth dried apricot. "What else could it be? I like it, but I crossed the line, the negotiations broke down, and I'm afraid to face it."
You know?
Song Chunxue was stunned. So they were really together!
Her eyes lit up. "You read the letter he wrote?"
"No, he asked me to pass on a message to Tudan'er." Zhang Chengxuan also sat up, running his hands through his hair, looking like he had a headache.
"Senior brother, if you keep dawdling, you'll have to practice swordsmanship with me for three hours." She was really getting impatient.
“He said, ‘Tudan’er, I was wrong, come back, I miss you so much.’” Zhang Chengxuan rubbed his face. “Oh no, oh no, could they really be gay?”
"They're playing a trick on me, aren't they?" Zhang Chengxuan scratched his forehead. "That's definitely it, it must be."
"..."
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