Chapter 1353 Red Sword Beans
On her first night at the inn, Song Chunxue did not sleep.
Her intuition told her that tonight was going to be unsettling.
So she's waiting.
"Can you feel it? It seems like there's some enormous thing outside, approaching this way." Wuyou spoke directly, more serious than ever before, and darted to the window, letting out a deep voice, "I can feel it. There's also a divine artifact on the other side. Even if I and Bawang fight it together, it might be difficult."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Overlord emerged from the cloth bag. His powerful sword energy shattered the burlap lining that wrapped him, and he floated to Wuyou's side, his sword energy overwhelming.
Song Chunxue didn't dare to be careless and took out the black and white chess pieces she had been playing for twenty years.
Twenty years have passed, and the 361 chess pieces are even more lustrous and translucent. Each one has lingered on her fingertips, and even she herself cannot tell that they retain her aura and are imbued with spiritual power.
She raised her right hand, eighteen chess pieces poised to be deployed, while her left hand held her usual short sword, Red Knife Bean.
It's called red sword bean because this short sword looks like a red sword bean pod.
The short sword with the sword spirit is exceptionally easy to use.
"They're here!"
"Knock knock knock!"
Suddenly, three unusual arrows flew into the room. Strangely, they could turn corners and went straight towards Song Chunxue.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly and dodged to the side as they broke through the window.
The next moment, Wuyou and Bawang pinned the three arrows to the ground and hacked at them wildly with a clang. The tables and chairs in the room were damaged by the sword energy and shattered.
Hearing the commotion, the Taoist priest from Gushan rushed over, his flying shuttle lashing out at the third arrow with frenzied force.
Song Chunxue was using the red sword beans in her hand to fend off the pea-sized flying particles that seemed to come from nowhere. One of them landed on her arm, and the excruciating pain almost made her faint. She immediately took out an umbrella to cover them all.
"What kind of sorcery is this? It's so insidious. Did you offend someone in the past?" The Taoist priest of Lonely Mountain said while fighting and dodging, "In my opinion, we should run away."
If you can't beat them, you can only run away.
"You should run first. Staying with me might get you in trouble. The other side is clearly prepared; they're probably old acquaintances," Song Chunxue said in a deep voice. "Go quickly!"
"But……"
"If you don't want to die, get out of here and don't distract me!"
Those who understand the times are wise. Seeing the two extraordinary divine swords spinning and defending in the room, Master Gushan quickly left without lingering for a moment.
"Someone's coming, a whole group of people!" Wuyou cursed. "Damn it, and they're puppets at that. These evil cultivators are in cahoots with the fallen demons, actually creating such disgusting things."
There were other guests upstairs and downstairs, and Song Chunxue didn't want to involve them, so she shouted, "Let's go, to the east!"
She didn't even have time to control the situation with her pieces.
But as soon as she stepped out of the inn, Song Chunxue scattered the chess pieces.
"Sleepy!"
She raised her hand and quickly arranged eighteen white pieces into a formation. The weapons that had surged forth with murderous aura all stopped in the formation, humming softly.
Over the years, she has mainly studied Taoist medicine and formations, but she never expected that the first time she used a formation would be under such dangerous circumstances.
If it weren't for Wuyou and Bawang shielding her from the attack on her back, she would have been riddled with holes by now.
"Wuyou, can you find him?"
"able!"
"Go, show no mercy!"
"Yes, sir." That's wonderful!
Before three breaths had passed, a voice pleading for mercy came from the woods to the west, "Sir, let's talk this over."
Upon hearing this voice, Song Chunxue's eyebrows twitched violently, and she quickly leaped in front of him.
The person in front of me was lying on his back on the ground in a sorry state, supporting himself on one elbow. He had many wounds on his body, but there was not much blood.
After all, Wuyou's skills hadn't been honed in vain over the past twenty years.
"Master, I only wish to spar with you, I have no ill intentions... Ouch!"
Song Chunxue squatted down, and the red sword bean pierced into the back of his hand, pinning his hand firmly to the ground.
She spoke, and the deep, mature male voice said, "You came here to silence me, and you still have the nerve to say you meant no harm? Who taught you to be so shameless?"
The person before me was Qingxuan.
Twenty years ago, she beat him to the point of near death.
Now, he has become a heretical cultivator, with sunken cheeks, thin and dark skin, and ghostly eyes.
He delivered himself to her door; this time, she won't let him go.
P.S.: This chapter is being posted early to explain that I was in a bit of a rush last night and forgot to set the time for Chapter 2. Chapter 1351 comes after Chapter 1352, so it was a little confusing to read. I apologize. Please read it again in chapter order. The actual replacement might be a few days later. Thank you for your understanding and support. There's more to come.
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