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Chapter 680 The Three Principles of the Goddess’s Salvation (3)

Su Li clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

He said: "Since you have left the Ninth Heaven, you should completely forget about the people and things there. Be it the cause or the result, it is not your concern."

"Hard to say."

Song Yuesheng touched his chin.

When a person who is always calm goes crazy, no one can stop him.

She had no way of knowing to what extent Yun Zhu could achieve.

Su Li wanted to say something, but saw Jiang Fei had already walked towards Song Yuesheng.

The bone fan in his hand opened with a swish, and the butterfly painted with ink on the fan happened to stop at the heart of Song Yuesheng's shadow: "But are you in trouble?"

Song Yuesheng told the truth: "Not just now, tomorrow... not sure."

"In that case, please come back to Chenbichuan with me, God. In autumn, the Drunken Immortal Brew of the demon tribe is the most suitable for drinking."

Su Li's eyelids were twitching.

How is this fox so good at taking advantage of loopholes?

The secret manuals he asked his subordinates to collect were completely inferior to them.

Su Li slapped his fan away and said, "Don't try to be so rude! She is not from your demon tribe."

Jiang Fei was not annoyed, but chuckled instead.

"So what if it's not? It's better than the Demon Realm that hates the Gods to the core. Not to mention that the Supreme God has repeatedly organized the Elder Demon Lord to attack the Heaven Realm."

Song Yuesheng frowned slightly, but before he could speak, Jiang Fei took a step back and sighed.

"Forget it. If the Supreme God wants to go to the Demon Realm, I will not stop him."

His retreat made Su Li stunned, and then even more angry.

What tricks is this fox playing?

Sure enough, Jiang Fei said the next sentence: "Even if the Supreme God has a way to hide his appearance, the Demon Realm is boring and bloodthirsty."

He looked at Song Yuesheng, with just the right amount of worry in his eyes, "If you go there and get too close to Su Li, you might become the target of public criticism."

To retreat in order to advance, it seems like a concession, but in fact it is a trap.

Su Li didn't understand all these twists and turns, and sneered: "Pretend! If she really goes with you, I'm afraid there won't be even a bone left!"

Jiang Fei laughed softly, and lightly touched her lips with the tip of the fan: "The way the Demon Lord said this... is as if I were some kind of man-eating monster."

"Aren't you a demon?" Su Li sneered.

Jiang Fei did not answer, but looked at Song Yuesheng with gentle eyes: "Everything depends on the choice of the God, just follow your heart."

——Giving her the right to choose makes Su Li seem aggressive.

He is very adept at using this tactic.

Although Su Li is the Demon Lord, he is slightly inferior in strategy.

It should be said that you cannot use provocation to deal with him.

One try and one is accurate.

It only takes one or two times to learn this weakness.

I don’t know what the people around him think. They never told him about this weakness.

Song Yuesheng raised his eyes and swept his gaze between the two of them. Before things got worse, he sighed softly, "A Fei."

The crimson eyes flickered slightly, and the smile at the corners of her lips deepened.

"Ok?"

"You should call me Master."

This one sentence made Jiang Fei's smile suddenly freeze.

Su Li stood there in a daze, not knowing for a moment whether to gloat over her misfortune or celebrate the recovery of her memory.

The fan bone groaned in Jiang Fei's palm as if it could not bear the weight, and huge waves surged in her eyes - there was astonishment and pain, which finally froze into a kind of almost desperate tenderness.

His lips trembled, and the name rolled on the tip of his tongue thousands of times, finally turning into an almost inaudible sigh.

The title "Master" is like an invisible confinement.

He doesn't want to, and he doesn't want to.

"It's strange to say, after going to the Ninth Heaven, my memories of my tribulations in the human world came back." Song Yuesheng sighed softly, "I was so repulsed by the misunderstanding before, I didn't expect that I was Sheng Yue."

She looked toward the distant direction of Chen Bichuan, and the twilight cast fine gold powder on her eyelashes.

"A Fei, I'll go to the Demon Realm. I'll go to Chenbichuan to find you in a month."

Jiang Fei suddenly grabbed her wrist with such force that it almost broke her bones: "You can blame me and hate me, but I will not accept this answer."

His voice was so hoarse, like sandpaper grinding on rusty iron.

His fingertips touched the beating blood vessels in her wrist, and he loosened his grip by a third as if he had been electrocuted.

Song Yuesheng let him hold her hand.

"I don't blame you for what happened back then. It was a voluntary act to dispel rumors. I went to the Demon Realm only to retrieve the ancient zither that I gave to a demon girl back then."

"Why would it take a month to get the piano?"

The fan bones made a slight sound in Jiang Fei's hand as if they could not bear the weight.

This time was enough for her to disappear without a trace.

Song Yuesheng sighed helplessly, with fatigue in the corners of his eyes: "I am very tired from running around every day."

She suddenly smiled slyly, "Let's forget about the remaining four months of this year. Once you find a place to stay next year, it will be your turn to travel."

Jiang Fei's fan fell to the ground with a "bang".

Su Li's demonic energy suddenly surged, crushing the surrounding sand and gravel into powder.

He stopped looking like he was watching a show, walked over, and pressed, "What do you mean?"

Song Yuesheng is open and honest.

"Of course, it's so that the three of us can live in peace in the future."

"What?!" Su Li's eyes were filled with anger, "Do you want to imitate the emperor in the human world who has three thousand beauties?"

Song Yuesheng replied: "If I hadn't planted the seeds with you, I would have thought so."

"Heh." Su Li curled his lips and sneered.

"You're just like those men who go to brothels for entertainment, the way you wantonly waste your feelings."

Song Yuesheng said seriously: "I don't mean to tease your feelings, but I am alone. Once I make a choice, others will inevitably cause a lot of trouble in order to compete for it. I am most afraid of trouble."

After a pause, she said half-jokingly.

"If you don't agree to this proposal, then I have mastered the Shadow Clone Technique, so it won't be so difficult."

Su Li raised his hand to cast a spell, wanting to tie her up, but then he remembered the life-saving secrets that she had mentioned that did not involve magic, so he finally withdrew his hand and teleported away angrily.

"A Fei..."

"Don't say anything. I'll wait for you to come to me."

Jiang Fei rested her forehead against the back of Song Yuesheng's hand, and her hot breath burned her cold skin.

"Don't you think this proposal goes against common sense?"

Jiang Fei shook her head and asked, "The demon race doesn't have so many rules. You don't hate me, which is a great comfort to me."

Because he thought he understood Song Yuesheng.

If she refuses, Song Yuesheng will really replace her with an avatar, while she herself goes to different places to have fun.

She has a magic weapon given by Su Li, which can conceal the pure energy of the gods.

The world is big, and I want to find someone like this who can change his shape.

too difficult.

When Jiang Fei left, a string of clear bells rang on her wrist.

Like that boy a thousand years ago.

Song Yuesheng looked at his black hair fluttering in the wind and whispered to his back, "A Fei, a thousand years have passed and everything has changed. But my kindness to a person will not change because of his changes."

Jiang Fei's body suddenly paused, and she finally turned her head and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Okay."

When the red color completely disappeared in the twilight, a sneering voice was heard, with a hint of gnashing teeth in the tone.

"Whether your memory is there or not, your attitude towards Jiang Fei... is really different."

Song Yuesheng turned around and patiently persuaded: "No matter what, he and I have a master-disciple relationship. This kind of thing cannot be ignored."

If she had known that Jiang Fei would appear in Hyunlu Forest, she would never have gone to watch the fun.

She looked at Su Li, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"Actually... I've only known you a few times, so why do you like me?"

Song Yuesheng paused, then continued: "I heard that three hundred years ago you and Xie Shuying..."

Su Li's face darkened, his fingers clenched in his sleeves, his tone cold and arrogant: "If I knew why I liked you, I would have given up long ago!"

He suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it against his heart, feeling a violent beating beneath his chest.

"Since you have hurt me to this extent..."

The demon general, who was always decisive in killing, now had red eyes, like a ferocious beast drenched by rain.

“…You have to take responsibility.”

"What clone, what magic?" Su Li laughed grimly and threatened, "Song Yuesheng, if it's not you, I'll kill as many of you as you can."

Song Yuesheng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Okay." She placed a gentle kiss on his lips, "I'll take responsibility."