My Demon Husband Is a Snake

Chapter 1217: How Did He Change Gender?

Su Chongwen’s Mysterious Step is very impressive, on par with Old Zhao.

He walked past Zhang Zidao, who couldn’t stop him.

With the Red Gold Longsword in his mouth, he chased him all the way.

Zhang Zidao said that the sword won’t return unless it sees blood.

Then they saw the red gold sword fly back with blood, and Zhang Che said the blood on it was the heartblood spat out by Su Chongwen.

He used his heartblood to confuse the red gold sword and evade its pursuit.

"Who exactly is that person in the black robe?" Zhang Zidao, watching his continuously humming red gold sword, felt a bit depressed.

In a tone neither sad nor happy, Zhang Che said, "He is Su Chongwen; didn’t you just hear him claim to be Su Wan’s father?"

"Just a dead ghost, yet his power feels above mine?" Zhang Zidao was even more frustrated.

His youthful-looking face bore an expression of distress, like someone unable to solve a math problem.

I said, "Maybe he isn’t Su Chongwen."

Zhang Che opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

With his head lowered, he seemed like an icy mountain.

I’ve never seen Zhang Che so defeated before, and in his eyes, my actions probably seemed like I was purposely shielding Su Chongwen.

"Even if he’s not Su Chongwen, he shouldn’t be stronger than me." Zhang Zidao complained to me.

I pondered for three seconds and told him, "Perhaps he’s not of this world."

"Dear disciple, do you know something?" Zhang Zidao’s eyes lit up, as if I had raised another good son.

I shook my head, "I need to meet him next time and test the source of his strength again."

"Ancestor, can we release Shuying now?" Zhang Che asked.

Zhang Zidao glanced at Zhang Shuying, "You really have no ambiguous relationship with my dear disciple?"

"Well, no, we’re just buddies," Zhang Shuying said, rubbing his nose.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zidao smacked him on the head, cursing, "Useless thing, you don’t look worse than the Snake Lord, you even have a marriage contract with Wanwan, yet you can’t even get a concubine."

"Concubine...concubine...? Dead old man, do you dare say it again? You’re crazy for trying to secure your disciple’s position as head of the family, you want me to sell my body." Zhang Shuying retorted, going all out.

Zhang Zidao smacked the back of his head again, "I think you have no chance to sell your body, you just want to be my dear disciple’s man so she can stay in the Zhang Family, too bad she’s not buying it."

They’re just fooling around, nothing to worry about.

I’ve been feeling uneasy inside, so I’m bowing my head to send a message to Yu Rongling.

Asking him if Yu Longting is still okay, and how Dumpling is doing.

Having waited a long time without a reply, I felt extremely anxious.

"Actually, I have an idea." Zhang Che suddenly spoke up.

Zhang Zidao listened attentively, "What’s the idea? You want to have another with Su Wan’s mother?"

"I..." Zhang Che seemed to recall what Su Chongwen said earlier, his face looking unusually somber, and after half a minute he said softly, "Zhang Shuying will soon be married, have a daughter to marry Lin Yutuan."

"Who is Lin Yutuan??" Zhang Shuying and Zhang Zidao asked simultaneously.

Realizing they said the same thing, the two of them exchanged disdainful glances.

Zhang Che explained, "It’s the child Wanwan bore."

"Isn’t it supposed to be a boy? How was it changed?" Zhang Shuying and Zhang Zidao once again spoke in unison.

I tolerated everything they said at first, but I couldn’t tolerate the latter, and I gave each of them a disdainful look, "The child’s name was given by grandma, and she felt this name more suited the gentleman’s image."