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Chapter 653 The Three Principles of the Goddess’s Salvation (3)

After Song Yuesheng received the due reward, he teleported to the woods in the western suburbs.

With her current level of cultivation, this distance is just a matter of a blink of an eye.

However, when she arrived at the place she had left earlier, the faint smell of blood in the air made her heart tighten.

Song Yuesheng quickly glanced around and saw five or six disciples of the immortal sect lying on the ground in a disorderly manner.

Some leaned against tree trunks, while others lay directly on the ground.

His clothes were disheveled and his face was as pale as paper.

Their magic weapons were scattered all over the ground, and the residual light of the formation was still flickering faintly in the air.

Song Yuesheng's heart tightened, and he quickly squatted down and reached out to feel the breath of the nearest disciple.

Fortunately.

Although faint, he was still breathing.

Song Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly checked the others, discovering that although they were injured and unconscious, they were still alive.

She formed seals with her hands, and a gentle spiritual power condensed at her fingertips.

With a gentle wave, spiritual power fell on every disciple.

The advantage of magic is that you rarely need to see a doctor.

The bad thing is that no matter how strong your physical skills are, if you meet someone with higher skills than you, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck.

After a while.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect woke up one after another.

They rubbed their foreheads and struggled to get up from the ground, their faces full of confusion and pain.

One of the female disciples saw Song Yuesheng and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "You are... Miss Sheng?"

Song Yuesheng nodded and said gently, "It's me. How do you feel? Is there anything particularly uncomfortable?"

The female disciple forced a smile and said, "Thank you Miss Sheng for saving us. We are not seriously injured. Senior Brother... He is the core of the formation. If the formation is interrupted, Senior Brother will probably suffer more serious consequences."

When Song Yuesheng heard this, he hurried to Yun Chen's side.

His face was paler than the others, and there was an obvious scar on his chest. The blood had dried, but it was obvious that the injury was serious.

She squatted down and called softly, "Immortal Yunchen?"

Yun Chen slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was a little dazed, but soon focused on Song Yuesheng's face.

His voice was hoarse: "Miss Sheng... why are you here?"

Song Yuesheng answered the question irrelevantly: "I didn't bring any healing medicine with me before I left. Immortal Yunchen, you must return to Mingdu to heal your wounds immediately. Was it the elder of the demon clan who injured you?"

Yun Chen smiled bitterly: "It's the Demon Lord. It turns out that the one who practiced the Ten Thousand Tribulations Demon Seal is none other than the young master of the demon clan."

"Su Li?"

Perhaps her surprise was too obvious, so Yun Chen asked another question.

"Miss Sheng's expression seems to indicate that you don't believe it?"

Song Yuesheng did not answer immediately, but helped Yun Chen up, put his arm on his shoulders, and carefully supported his body.

As she walked, she said, "The most common rumor I've heard is that the demon clan's young master often lingers among women and is very charming and seductive. Every woman he meets is bewitched by him. He shouldn't be so easily deceived."

Yun Chen couldn't help but laugh, with a hint of helplessness in his laughter.

"Where did Miss Sheng hear this rumor? Xuantian Sect gathers intelligence from all over the world. I have been in Xuantian Sect since I was a child, and I have never heard of such a rumor."

"I can't remember. It was many years ago."

In fact, she learned this from the demon she rescued.

One or two may be accidental, but since every demon says so, this rumor should be credible.

But from her brief contact, Su Li's vigilance was even less than Jiang Fei's eight years ago.

The key is that she and he are from different ethnic groups.

All rumors are not credible.

At Song Yuesheng's suggestion, the group slowly walked out of the woods and prepared to return to Mingdu to find an inn to heal their wounds.

After returning to Mingdu, Song Yuesheng placed them in a secluded inn and went to the spiritual medicine shop to buy some healing medicine.

Yun Chen leaned against the head of the bed, watching Song Yuesheng split the elixir, and couldn't help feeling a little touched.

He whispered, "Miss Sheng, I am really troubling you."

Song Yuesheng replied calmly: "Your injury has something to do with me. If I had insisted on taking blood myself that day, maybe nothing would have happened tonight."

Yun Chen said: "Even if Miss Sheng insisted that day, I would not have watched this happen. It is impossible for Xuantian Sect to know that there is a demon but not get rid of it."

After Song Yuesheng split the elixir and was about to leave to distribute them to other people, she suddenly stopped, turned to look at Yun Chen, with a tentative tone in her voice.

"Master Yunchen, there are good people and bad people. Do you think there are kind-hearted people among the demons and monsters?"

Yun Chen was stunned, obviously not expecting her to ask such a question.

Not only is the rule of Xuantian Sect "all demons must be eliminated", but the communication between the immortal sects in previous years was also the same.

This question really shocked him.

Which sect does Miss Sheng come from? Why does she have such an unorthodox question?

He didn't believe what she said about having no sect or school.

It is impossible for a person without a teacher to understand how to eradicate the evil spirit introduced into the human body.

But since they met by chance and didn't want to mention it, he wouldn't ask again.

In the next few days, Song Yuesheng stayed in the inn to take care of the injured disciples of the immortal sect.

Not only did she distribute spiritual fruits, she even used her own spiritual power to heal their wounds.

The disciples' attitude towards her became more and more grateful and trusting.

no way.

Before knowing the plot, anyone has the potential to be the male or female protagonist or the female lead.

She needs to make friends.

A week later, everyone's injuries had improved significantly.

The wound on Yun Chen's chest had almost healed, and his complexion had returned to its rosy color.

Song Yuesheng said goodbye to everyone.

Yun Chen took a step forward, with a hint of reluctance in his tone.

"Miss Sheng, thanks to your help this time, we are safe and sound. This kindness and love will be remembered by everyone in Xuantian Sect."

Song Yuesheng waved his hand and said calmly, "You are welcome, Immortal Yunchen."

Yun Chen looked at her with a bit of inquiry in his eyes: "I wonder what your next plans are after this separation?"

Song Yuesheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled: "It's been a long time since I left home, it's time to go back."

Yun Chen nodded, without asking any more questions, he took out a jade slip from his arms and handed it to her.

"This is a token of my Xuantian Sect. If Miss Sheng needs me in the future, you can come to Xuantian Sect to find me with this."

Song Yuesheng did not take it, but smiled slightly: "If I accept the jade slip, I always feel that something unexpected will happen to me. Immortal Yunchen, everyone, if we are destined to meet in this world, we will meet again in the future."

She saluted to everyone, then turned and left, her back quickly disappearing in the bustling street.

Yun Chen stood there, watching her figure go away, but his heart could not calm down.

At this time, the fellow apprentice came over.

With a bit of mischief on his face, he said jokingly with a smile: "Big Brother, your Red Luan star is moving."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yun Chen said in a serious tone, "It will be bad for Sheng Yue's reputation if it gets out."

"Oh~~" Junior Brother's expression was sly, "So Miss Sheng's name is Sheng Yue. It's really unfair. We have known each other for more than ten days, why didn't you tell us your name?"

"That's right, it's so unfair."

"Save your energy. If you were as gentle as Senior Brother, Xiaoyue would have said it long ago."

"No way, Senior Sister, you also know that?"

Yun Chen shook his head helplessly and interrupted their frolicking: "The Demon Lord has come with ill intentions. We should go back and report."

"Yes, Big Brother."

Yun Chen took one last look at the direction where Song Yuesheng left.

I replied silently in my heart.

Shengyue, see you again if we are lucky.