Chapter 1385 You Don't Understand
The steamed bun vendor was calling out his wares, and the large iron pot in front of the noodle stall was steaming. The fragrant scallion oil noodles were delicious. Song Chunxue ate two bowls, Qi Yun ate one bowl, and then secretly bought herself a chicken leg.
Qi Yun had just caught up with his master when he saw her being stopped by someone.
Upon closer inspection, it's Huo Yu disguised as a man?!
"Master Song, what a coincidence! Where are you going? If it's on your way, can we ride together?" Huo Yu, dressed in a light blue long robe embroidered with acacia flowers in Suzhou style, made her red lips and white teeth appear even more striking, making her androgynous.
Qi Yun cursed inwardly, "Huo Xiang is arrogant enough, how come she gave birth to a daughter who is even more arrogant than herself? She's so presumptuous!"
Where are you going?
"Not necessarily." Song Chunxue took a step back. "Why are you learning this playboy trick? Where are you going?"
“You saved my father, and now the entire Demon Sect awaits your command. If you leave, I alone cannot handle so many troublesome demonic cultivators.” Huo Yu took two steps back and bowed solemnly. “If Daoist Qiutian does not return, the Demon Sect will be devoured by evil cultivators.”
Are we really going to give the Demon Sect to her?
Song Chunxue is not fortunate enough to enjoy it, so what is their real purpose in doing this?
"It was just a whim of Meng Zhongjun. What do I need the Demon Sect for? Has your father lost his mind? He was the former owner of the Demon Sect. Now he's giving it to me. Is he trying to harm me?" She's not a living bodhisattva who has to save the entire Demon Sect.
She's not sick.
"Master Akita!" Suddenly, Mengzhongjun knelt before her.
"Only you can save us now. Moreover, you are carrying the only token of the Demon Sect Master. Huo Yu's father is just recovering from a serious illness, but his power has been greatly reduced, and he is no longer able to take on the great responsibility of managing the Demon Sect."
"Daoist Master, the Demonic Sect has nearly a thousand members, half of whom have been corrupted by evil cultivators, but ninety percent still survive. We cannot find another mortal who can exorcise the evil energy. We beg you..."
Song Chunxue leaped onto a rooftop not far away, and her voice, audible only to them, came: "I am unable to help you. You should seek help from someone else."
The next moment, Huo Yu fluttered around her like a butterfly, seemingly changing her demeanor once again.
With an impeccable smile on her face, she said, “Since that’s the case, we won’t force you. But I really want to be friends with you, Daoist Master. In over twenty years, this is the first time I’ve met someone I want to get close to so much. Please don’t be offended, Daoist Master. I will definitely not bother you. I just want to see you a little more.”
What a vicious scheme!
Song Chunxue clenched her fists and couldn't help but glance at Qi Yun.
Qi Yun turned his head away guiltily; what Huo Yu had said earlier sounded strangely familiar.
He seems to have said something similar before.
Clearly, they all had ulterior motives.
Young people are so cunning; Song Chunxue refused to believe she couldn't escape them.
"Farewell!"
She wasn't in the mood to play with them.
So she boarded the flying boat and flew south.
Qi Yun was furious. "Do you think she cares about your Demonic Sect? There are so many elders in the sect who want to usurp the throne. She could have just pointed to any one of them. Why did she have to go after my master?"
Huo Yu's gentleness vanished, replaced by a cold laugh. "None of your business, you vixen!"
"What did you say?"
Huo Yu vanished from her spot, looking down at the demon with a mocking tone, "A thousand-year-old fox spirit, do you think I'm afraid? If it weren't for your master's sake, I would have captured you with the demon hunters long ago."
Before he could speak, Huo Yu disappeared.
Qi Yun was enraged, but he didn't lose his temper.
After calming down for a long time, he ordered in a deep voice, "Send someone to keep a close eye on her. She's just an ordinary person. She's arrogant because of her extraordinary talent. Young man, you don't know your own limitations."
The owl, hidden in the distance, led a group of birds and asked in a low voice, "Should we take them back and hand them over to Uncle Liu for disposal?"
"Don't rush, let's find out the details of the Demonic Sect first."
"So you really intend to be her follower?" Uncle Eagle asked, puzzled. "Why waste time on a mere mortal? She can't teach you anything. The master-disciple contract expired twenty years ago."
Qi Yun touched the knuckle of his index finger, his voice barely audible, "Uncle Ying, you don't understand, none of you understand, she is no ordinary mortal."
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