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Chapter 179: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)

Song Yuesheng's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Puppetry, the caster only needs to control something intimate of the target person, and he can make the other person fall into an irretrievable bondage, and from then on he will unconditionally obey the caster.

None of her clothes were lost, so what did Jun Yu take that made her fall into the puppetry trap without knowing it?

Tsk.

Why does this world need magic?

In a pure contest of strength, few people can match her.

"How about this, little demon girl? If you tell me why you look like Miss Song, and why you came to Jun Mansion, I will reluctantly help you break free from the puppetry."

With a "swish" sound, he closed the ink-black folding fan, his eyes full of smiles with a hint of playfulness.

"What about you, old devil? Who did you come to Jun Mansion for?" Song Yuesheng fought back mercilessly.

At present, Feng Zhi is only interested in Song Zhiyan.

Although she really wanted to cause trouble now, removing the puppet technique was the first priority.

He is not the only one in the world who can solve the puppetry trick.

Feng Zhi couldn't believe what he heard, and his expression froze: "Old... old demon man?"

"How can a demon that has been practicing for eight hundred years not be considered old?" Song Yuesheng spread his hands innocently.

"You know my identity?"

Feng Zhi's expression turned serious.

"You know I'm a demon. As the saying goes, give and take. I know you. Is it strange?" Song Yuesheng walked up to him, patted his shoulder seriously, and advised him pertinently, "I smelled the fishy smell from a long distance away."

After saying that, Song Yuesheng walked past him and walked quickly towards Su Garden.

Feng Zhi's deep eyes trembled slightly.

fishy smell?

He raised his arm, put it close to his nose, and sniffed the smell on his clothes carefully.

It is clearly the best osmanthus fragrance.

But...she actually thought he was a fish monster?

Feng Zhi chuckled in his heart, this little witch's magic is not that great.

As soon as Song Yuesheng stepped into Su Garden, the guests who were chatting with each other all looked at her.

Yan Limo looked at Song Zhiyan, then at Song Yuesheng, and quickly recognized that she was the woman who beat him up in the street for a stray cat that day.

It really takes no effort at all.

When the banquet was over, he asked someone to fight back.

When others noticed Song Yuesheng's appearance, they immediately started whispering to each other.

"Why does she look so much like Miss Song? They are simply cut from the same mold."

"Could it be Mr. Song's illegitimate daughter?"

"possible."

"But this illegitimate daughter came at a very inappropriate time. This is the Jun residence, not their Song residence. Can we still expect the wife of the prefect to judge the case?"

……

Song Yuesheng turned a deaf ear to them, bowed to the prefect's wife in the pavilion, then walked to the left, finally stopping at the very edge of the second to last row.

She bowed slightly and saluted towards Xia Fangzhi: "Doctor Xia, this is an emergency. I hope you can save my life."

Xia Fangzhi picked up the teacup, blew away the rising tea mist leisurely, but said words of refusal.

"I heard today that you invited me to be your guest. I will take a day off and will not treat anyone for the time being. Please go back, young lady."

Song Yuesheng moved his fingers and used his spiritual power to write the three words "puppetry" in his tea.

Xia Fangzhi suddenly looked up at her: "You..."

"The situation is urgent. I hope Doctor Xia will move over."

Xia Fangzhi knew that he could cure both humans and monsters.

She was confused by the puppet technique, and Jun Yu was like an unguardable knife hanging over her head.

It was much easier for her to reveal her identity to Xia Fangzhi than to explain a bunch of unnecessary things.

"it is good."

Xia Fangzhi stood up, cupped his hands towards the prefect's wife, and said, "Madam, this girl is seriously ill. I have to leave first to treat her."

"This lady looks rosy, so she doesn't look seriously ill. It won't be too late to treat her after the banquet." The prefect's wife declined his proposal and turned her attention to Song Yuesheng, "Miss, please take a seat."

"Madam, I..."

The words were about to come out of her mouth when she was interrupted by a voice behind her.

"Since you are a guest at the Jun Mansion, you must follow the rules. There are so many guests here today, and they all know the rules. Are you going to offend the prefect's wife?"

Song Yuesheng looked back and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

I am really afraid of what will happen.

"Master Jun..." Song Yuesheng suddenly paused, then cupped his hands towards Xia Fangzhi and gave a standard greeting: "I'm sorry, Doctor Xia. Master Jun is right. It's really not appropriate for me to discuss my condition right now. I'll come back to you for treatment after the banquet is over."

Although Song Yuesheng said this on the surface, she was very clear-headed.

She was indignant.

The original owner had practiced for three hundred years. After she came to this world, she had been absorbing the spiritual power of Qianzhou without stopping. Now, she couldn't even resist the puppet technique!

At this moment, Xia Fangzhi suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Then he took out several silver needles and pierced the back of Song Yuesheng's neck, and her right foot, which had just been raised, fell down again.

Jun Yu frowned slightly.

This doctor actually has some special abilities that can make people who are under the influence of puppetry unable to move.

However, mortals are ultimately no match for magic.

Jun Yu moved his fingers and continued to give orders to Song Yuesheng: Kill him.

Song Yuesheng slowly raised his stiff hands.

Upon seeing this, Xia Fangzhi quickly took a silver needle and inserted it into the acupuncture point on her arm.

But the caster still did not give up.

This went on for a long time.

Song Yuesheng's arms were also covered with silver needles.

No!

If this continues, the banshee will soon die suddenly.

Xia Fangzhi transferred the magic to his fingertips and sealed the acupuncture points on Song Yuesheng's shoulders.

Then, he turned around and said to Jun Yu seriously, "Master Jun, please forgive him when you can. Sparing his life may be of great help to you in the future."

"Why do you say that, Doctor Xia? Also, why did you seal this girl's acupuncture points and not let her leave?" Jun Yu looked innocent.

Xia Fangzhi took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

it's okay no problem.

Such indiscriminate Taoist priests have existed in the human world for more than a year or two.

"Girl, I'm offended."

Xia Fangzhi nodded slightly towards Song Yuesheng, then used his wide sleeves to cover himself, conjured up a black dagger, and stabbed it directly into Song Yuesheng's heart, and then quickly pulled the dagger out.

Blood dripped down from the wound on Song Yuesheng's chest.

His movements were so fast that the people present had no time to react.

The young men sitting around Xia Fangzhi moved away at the same time when they saw a doctor killing someone.

Jun Yu was also stunned.

Is it that easy to kill her?

The prefect's wife was the first to come to her senses. She slammed the table, her face livid, her eyes flashing with a cold light: "How dare you commit a crime in the prefect's house! Doctor Xia, do you still have the law in your eyes? Come, take him to the government office!"

After Song Yuesheng realized that he could control his body, he ignored the wound on his chest and hurried to speak for Xia Fangzhi.

"Ma'am, I'm fine. Doctor Xia is treating me."