usatvline Chapter 360 Suicune
Chapter 360 Suicune
The crowd was puzzled and could only watch as the three gradually disappeared from their sight.
Zhongli Yueluo didn't understand why the instructor would allow He Yuhuan to come along. Couldn't he tell He Yuhuan's cultivation level?
She simply followed behind the instructor, lost in thought, while He Yuhuan looked around curiously.
Many people coming and going were wearing the same uniform, and if you didn't look closely at their faces, you couldn't tell who was who.
After going around several bends and passing several pavilions and towers, the instructor finally stopped in front of them.
"Yueluo, the Water Lord's residence is just ahead. Go ahead."
Zhongli Yueluo glanced at He Yuhuan, but He Yuhuan took the lead and said, "Master, there's a very fragrant smell ahead."
Zhongli Yueluo walked in, shivering all over, and there were no more pedestrians coming and going.
A straight corridor with flowing light blue gauze curtains on both sides; judging from the decor, it must be a woman's.
Could it be that she really guessed right—that she's a petty and narrow-minded woman?
If you go further in, you can hear the hoarse sound of playing the piano. Normally, the sound of the piano should be melodious and elegant.
The music coming from the front was low and unpleasant, making one's hair stand on end.
He Yuhuan wasn't sensitive to sounds and couldn't tell what was good or bad; she was simply drawn in by the smell.
Zhongli Yueluo looked around, trying to figure out what kind of person the owner of this place was.
As she got closer to the sound of the piano, she couldn't stand it anymore and rubbed her shoulders.
Finally, a figure came into view, sitting behind the thick curtain, and the figure was vaguely visible as very thin.
It looks like she has gray hair. Could she be an elderly woman?
Zhongli Yueluo was suspicious, but dared not act rashly. He Yuhuan walked ahead and lifted the curtain.
Looking at the figure from behind, Zhongli Yueluo thought it was a man, a salesman as withered as a dead tree.
All that could be heard was a clear, crisp voice, devoid of any hint of decline: "How rude!"
He Yuhuan was so easily knocked back two steps by a light wave of his hand that he fell to the ground.
It's hard to imagine just how strong this old man is.
Ruohe Yuhuan's magical power shrank to half, but after consuming Lingzhi, it increased by more than a thousand years.
That's at least three thousand years of cultivation, wow, that's terrifying.
The curtain fell again, and she still couldn't see the old man's face clearly. His voice, appearance, and the music he was playing made it hard to believe that it was the same person.
But she was still outside, her upper and lower teeth chattering from the cold. He Yuhuan got up from the ground and dusted herself off.
"Old man, what are you eating? Can I have some?"
He Yuhuan did not sense any malice from the old man.
She wanted to go forward, but Zhongli Yueluo pulled her into her arms, and He Yuhuan shivered from the cold aura emanating from her.
For the first time, she didn't want to stay in Zhongli Yueluo's arms and struggled to take two steps forward.
"Master, it's a bit cold."
Zhongli Yueluo took a deep breath, bowed, and asked, "I wonder what brings you here, Water Lord?"
"What do you mean? Don't you know what you've done? That Wanhuating is like my backyard, old man."
Zhongli Yueluo raised an eyebrow. It really was because of this!
"So this ice curse on me was also planted by Suicune?"
Zhongli Yueluo remained hunched over, and he did not let her get up.
"Yes."
He was quite frank, admitting that he did it, as if you could see him turning his head through the thick curtain.
"Come in," Shui Jun called to the two people outside.
He Yuhuan lifted the curtain and let Zhongli Yueluo go in first, then sat down opposite Shuijun.
Finally, the moon fell and the water army's appearance was revealed: gray hair, long eyebrows, sunken cheeks, and narrow eyes.
His lips were also thin, which made him look very sharp-tongued and mean.
His petty and narrow-minded behavior is consistent with his appearance.
The zither in front of him had loose strings, suggesting that he was not a refined person.
"You two little girls, do you know why I called you here?"
Zhongli Yueluo gave a forced smile, but inwardly she was complaining that she was sitting there, her whole body trembling.
As Shui Jun looked at her, he blatantly laughed: "This ice spell must be unbearable, right? The Yan family brat can't stay by your side all the time."
"What have I done to offend Suigun?"
Zhongli Yueluo looked at his long, white eyebrows when he laughed, and she really wanted to pluck them off!
His fists were already hidden in his sleeves, clenched tightly, but his eyes still wore a fake smile.
Why doesn't Suijun answer?
"You think I have to answer your questions? You're ridiculous. Not everything in this world comes with a reward."
Every word Shui Jun uttered felt like it could choke someone. She was annoyed, angry, and cold, while He Yuhuan stood beside her, both hungry and anxious.
Shui Jun picked up the teapot, poured two cups of tea, and pushed them to the two of them without even using his hands; he simply waved them lightly in the air.
He Yuhuan shook her head: "I don't want this, I want the one that's roasting on the stove."
It turned out to be dried meat roasting on the rack; she really does prefer meat.
Shui Jun had a strange doting affection for He Yu Huan, and the way he looked at her was nothing like how he looked at Zhong Li Yue Luo.
Looking at He Yuhuan is like an elder looking at their grandson, with doting affection.
Looking at Zhongli Yueluo, however, he felt a strange sense of disappointment and disdain.
The dried meat was already handed to He Yuhuan: "Why did you acknowledge this girl as your master?"
"She...likes me, I like her, that's it." The innocent girl raised her head, blinked, and chewed on the jerky.
Zhongli Yueluo couldn't help but sneer. What did this Water Lord mean by mocking her to her face?
"You little brat, did I give you permission to laugh?"
Zhongli Yuelu couldn't figure out what the old man in front of her was thinking, whether he wanted revenge.
With his cultivation level, crushing her now would be as easy as crushing an ant. What was his intention?
"answer!"
Zhongli Yueluo adjusted her posture and placed her hands on the table: "Why doesn't Shui Jun get straight to the point?"
"You're not cute at all, girl. Let's get straight to the point. Don't you know what you've done?"
As he spoke, his long eyebrows trembled violently, but there was no anger in his eyes.
Zhongli Yuelu smiled slightly, her purplish lips cracking open with white lines, because they were dry and cold.
"It's just a piece of cake I spat out. Why are you holding a grudge against me? You old man, you're really strange!"
Zhongli Yueluo doesn't engage in any pretense; it seems he just wants someone to banter with.
"What? I happened to be out swimming that day, hiding in the water, and you got me all filthy! I haven't even settled the score with you yet!"
"I'm so sorry."
Zhongli Yueluo's apology lacked any sincerity.
But Shui Jun wasn't angry at all; instead, her eyes lit up with a smile. Indeed, people need to be genuine to get along more comfortably.
His gaze then fell on He Yuhuan.