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My Demon Husband Is a Snake-Chapter 1029: Do I Need to Repeat Myself?
"Your wife? That’s Snake Lord’s wife, stop flattering yourself," Yuan Hong said sarcastically, frowning as he tried to put on the Cultivation Spiritual Garment.
Unfortunately, he was too burly, while the slender and long Huang Wude could wear it without issue.
To such a big guy like him, he couldn’t even get his arm in, as if it were the size of a booger.
Huang Wude was hurt by Yuan Hong’s words, and immediately protested, "Give me back the Cultivation Spiritual Garment, I’m not lending it anymore."
"I won’t return it until I’m healed, so you can forget about it," Yuan Hong immediately cast a hand seal, turning into a stunning handsome man with a face resembling a peach blossom.
Moreover, this handsome man had no demon qi, making him indistinguishable from an ordinary person.
He easily wore the Cultivation Spiritual Garment, turning what was comical on Huang Wude into an exotic allure.
No wonder they always say that monkeys are skilled at transforming into humans; even the Spiritual Eye cannot discern a transformed human form.
Huang Wude glared at Yuan Hong and squatted in the corner, puffed up like a toad, "Damn monkey, you wait."
Watching their bickering, Xiao Shenshen was thoroughly captivated.
Her big eyes blinked like she was observing two magical creatures.
Yu Rongling came over, whispering curiously to me, "Sister-in-law, why are these two monsters also on the statue?"
"They were all saved by your sister-in-law," Qing Li interjected unexpectedly.
Yu Rongling looked at his proud and aloof mom, surprised as he continued asking me, "Sister-in-law, why would you save a weasel and a monkey? They have done countless evil deeds!"
"Ah, because I’m double-standard," I replied helplessly, sighing, "I kept them both for reasons, don’t provoke them."
Though both Yuan Hong and Huang Wude had committed enough evil to die a thousand times over,
One saved me, and the other is useful for entering King Yu’s Mausoleum.
What can I do?
Anyway, I can’t simply watch them die; I can only save them without moral judgment.
As for their past misdeeds, let’s leave that to the Heavenly Dao to repay~
"These two idiots only fight amongst themselves; if they start fighting, I’m too lazy to bother," Yu Rongling glanced at the bickering duo, expressing disinterest in dealing with two idiots.
I nodded, beckoning Shenshen over too, "Listen up, the Dust World Serpent’s statue can send you out. After the rebirth ritual ends, you take Qing Li and these boxes and leave together."
"What about you, sister-in-law?" Yu Rongling asked with concern.
I told him the truth, "I have to go explore King Yu’s Tomb with Yuan Hong."
"You’re going to the Demonic Cave but not taking me?" Qing Li, even while standing by the snake head in a daze, seemed to have heard my quiet whisper, as if with keen hearing.
She stepped closer, casting a cold gaze at me.
I shrank my neck awkwardly and smiled, "Purifying Demonic Blood requires Magic Artifacts. You don’t look like you’re carrying that Buddha statue."
"Right, mom, that statue is so heavy, you must have left it in your luggage. You go with the Little Fairy, I’ll stay here with sister-in-law," Yu Rongling spoke bravely.
Qing Li glanced at Yu Rongling and suddenly pinched my chin with long fingers, "Without me, you can’t purify the Demonic Cave. What are you and Yuan Hong running off for?"
"Exploring, maybe? To make it easier next time...coming..." My heart suddenly raced as I stammered.
Qing Li sneered, "Exploring...how filial, clearing paths for me, so next time I won’t face danger?"
"Yes, yes, mother-in-law, I’m very filial ~" I seized the chance to showcase myself.
Qing Li raised an eyebrow, tightening her grip on my chin, "Too bad, you’re deluding yourself. I can bring out the Buddha statue whenever I want. Bringing me this time means you won’t need to bother next time."
"Really? I read so little, don’t deceive me!" I scanned up and down Qing Li’s elegant figure, draped in a green long dress.
I couldn’t see how she could hide a Buddha statue on her.
Unexpectedly, Qing Li leaned close, her cold forehead touching mine, her tone indisputable, "Do I need to repeat myself?"







