Reborn Demon Lord She Holds the Invincible Script

Mr. Yun is very good.

Not only people, but also Yun Shu.

His kindness was not mixed with any other intentions. Perhaps when they first met, Yun Shu would feel that Yun was always looking at others through her.

But after spending a long time together, Yun Shu never saw the look in his eyes again as when they first met.

"Girl."

A wise old man can always find the key to the problem.

"Although I don't know your past, I can feel your distress."

Yun Shu's body stiffened. She didn't expect Mr. Yun to say that.

“No one is born perfect. It’s normal to have shortcomings if you are good enough in other aspects.”

“A spiritual life can be very long. In addition to cultivation, there is still a lot of time, enough for you to learn and make up for your shortcomings.”

Mr. Yun seemed to have said nothing, but he made Yun Shu understand something.

The fusion with the good soul did indeed bring about subtle changes in Yun Shu.

Emotions are still indifferent, but there is a bit of humanity.

At least when she was with Mu Ge and the others, she felt really comfortable.

"I understand Grandpa."

Yun Shu pushed her hair back, revealing her smooth forehead, and grinned: "Anyway, you will teach me everything I don't know, right?"

Yun Lao laughed and scolded: "You can't rely on me for everything, understand?"

Yun Shu left a word "I know" and disappeared into space, leaving behind Lie Zong.

— Confused line —

The postponed family competition was finally held again today.

The referee with a mustache was still riding his bird and flying around the arena. With the lesson learned from last time, he was obviously much more serious than before.

There are only three left of the original four major families now, and the vacancy has boosted the morale of the other families.

The four major families are indispensable. If the Feng family is gone, another one must be chosen to replace the Feng family.

Now, among the other three major families, the Yun and Liu families are tied for first place, with a total of seven points.

The Mu family had three points, hanging in the middle of the rankings, which made the head of the Mu family so angry that he almost smashed the head of the disciple who lost the game.

Several other families advanced from the beginning, and some advanced through the resurrection match.

Since there are no points in the resurrection match, some families even have zero points.

Today's match is between the Mu family and a big family from another city in Canglong Kingdom. The family is quite powerful, so Yun Shu plans to come and watch the fun.

On the way to the lounge, he bumped into Liu Yunfei and Liu Ziyao head-on.

Liu Ziyao said bluntly: "Yun Shu, will you still play in the individual competition?"

Yun Shu saw through Liu Ziyao's thoughts at a glance. She didn't even bother to lift her eyelids and walked around the two of them and went straight to the lounge.

"If you want to fight me, be prepared for a round-robin battle."

Back in the lounge, the match between the Mu family and another family had already begun.

The one who took the field was Mu Xuan, who faced off against a seventh-level earth-type spiritualist from the previous family.

The spiritual master had a strong build and compared to him, Mu Xuan looked like a little chicken.

If the two were to compare their cultivation levels, it was obvious that Mu Xuan was better than the other. After his advancement a few days ago, he was only a sixth-level spiritual master.

But there must be a reason why Mu Xingyu dared to send Mu Xuan into the game.

The earth element has strong defense and strong attack power, but it has a big shortcoming, it is not flexible enough.

As the fastest of the ten spiritual roots, the wind spiritual root has a natural advantage over the earth spiritual root.

Although there was a level gap between the two, Mu Xuan's initial tactic was not to defeat his opponent.

Yun Shu had specially strengthened the physical skills of the Mu family disciples during their training, teaching them how to evade their opponents' attacks with the least amount of spiritual power and strength.

At first glance, although Mu Xuan was at a disadvantage and was dodging, in fact, the earth-type spiritualist's spiritual power had been consumed by more than half.

If nothing unexpected happens, Mu Xuan will be the winner of this game.

Patriarch Mu patted Yun Shu on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Xiao Yun, it has to be you."

Mu Xuan's progress is visible to the naked eye.

Yun Shu's eyes stayed on the screen, without a smile on her face. She just replied, "Not enough."

After these words were spoken, the lounge fell silent for a moment.

Several Mu family disciples looked at each other, tacitly agreeing to reduce their presence, and prayed in their hearts that they would not be the ones to take the stage next.

The head of the Mu family looked at Mu Xingyu, who looked away guiltily.

In addition to being sharp-tongued, Yun Shu is also extremely strict.

Especially the basic training of Mu family disciples at the beginning, which almost reached the point where they would not stop until the goal was achieved.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the Mu family disciples at that time were living in hell.

Looking at Yun Shu’s expression now, she is obviously dissatisfied with Mu Xuan’s performance on the field.

Adhering to the basic principle of "a friend's death is better than my own", Mu Xingyu silently crossed his name off the list of performers.

With the earth-type spiritualist being kicked out of the ring by Mu Xuan, the first match of the Mu family today officially ended.

Mu Xuan pushed open the door of the lounge with a smile brighter than the sun, but he vaguely smelled an unusual scent.

The sympathetic looks of several Mu family disciples were obvious, but Mu Xuan didn't care. Seeing Yun Shu was there, he approached Yun Shu happily.

"How about it, Master Yun? I did a good job, didn't I? I didn't embarrass you."

It would have been fine if Mu Xuan didn't say anything, but as soon as he said it, Yun Shu disliked him even more.

Thinking that the head of the Mu family was still here, he certainly couldn't scold her like before, so he said with a cold face, "Not bad."

Mu Xuan was dissatisfied with this evaluation. Just as he was about to argue with Yun Shu, Mu Xingyu covered his mouth and pushed him behind his back.

There was a short interval between the two games, and the referee's reminder came from the screen.

"Please prepare your disciples for the next match..."

Mu Xingyu glanced at the list of performers whose name was not on it, smiled with satisfaction, and read out the name of the next 'lucky guy'.

The disciple who was named looked pale and left the lounge with heavy steps.

Yun Shu caught a glimpse of the disciple's appearance and couldn't help but doubt again.

Is she really that scary?

It's sad, but we still have to win the game we are supposed to win.

If he wins, Yun Shu's eyes may kill him, but if he loses, it may be a mixed doubles match between Yun Shu and Mu family heads.

Soon, the Mu family's three games ended with victory.

With three points plus the four-point winning bonus, the Mu family’s total points reached ten.

At the end of the first half, Yun Shu was planning to go back to make the elixir, but the referee's announcement of success stopped her in her tracks.

"Individual competition, second half, main stage, Liu family versus Yun family."

"Hmm?" Yun Shu had just stood up, but then sat back down again.

The Mu family competition was over, and the head of the Mu family had already taken the Mu family disciples back home. Only Yun Shu and Mu Ge were left in the lounge.

Snapped--

The newly installed door of the lounge made a wailing sound, and Liu Rufeng, in red clothes and red hair, leaned against the door frame, posing in a posture that Yun Shu often did.

"I see that all the Mu family members have left. I am merciful and will come to accompany you two."

Yun Shu glanced over, and Liu Rufeng's smile froze instantly: "Why, you're not welcome?"

Yun Shu retracted her gaze and said to the guard outside the door: "It's okay, you can go down."

The door closed again, and Liu Rufeng sat opposite Yun Shu with his legs crossed.

"Oh, in the Yun family's match, that fake guy should be on the field."