Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 685 The Three Principles of the Goddess’s Salvation (3)

After the last maid vented her revenge, the Nine Revolutions Rejuvenation Technique flowing through Song Yuesheng's fingertips suddenly went out.

The green spiritual power that sustained Zhen Xun's life dissipated like smoke, and the body hanging in the air finally collapsed completely, hanging on the iron chain like a piece of rag.

Just as she was about to turn around, she caught a glimpse of Su Li teleporting away from the corner of her eye.

"Sister Yue, the hero is ignoring you. This must be a side effect of you destroying the heroine's relationship."

The sound of a blue sparrow crying suddenly rang out.

Song Yuesheng frowned, "Zhen Xun's bone whip turned to ash, I can't get it, and the heroine Xie Shuying can't get it either. Isn't this also considered snatching an opportunity?"

Blue Sparrow's tears kept flowing as she stared at the mission machine in front of her that was flashing with faults.

"I want to, too, Sister Yue. But when you turned the bone whip into ash, the machine that reports the mission value broke down, and it's still flashing."

"Sister Yue."

The blue sparrow suddenly felt panicky.

"Without one of the hostesses' luck, how can we complete the mission?"

Song Yuesheng: ...

She was upset by the blue sparrow's crying.

Song Yuesheng tapped his forehead and said, "Even if you told me in advance, I would still ruin it. In addition to the main opportunity, the heroine must have some scattered opportunities. Find those and you can still complete the task."

"Stop complaining. Instead of wasting time, why not report the problem to your supervisor, or search on the forum and fix it yourself."

The blue sparrow suddenly realized what was going on. It wiped its tears and immediately cheered up.

"Oh, that's right. Then I won't bother you anymore, Sister Yue."

Song Yuesheng sighed helplessly.

The only thing the sparrow spirit can do is provide emotional value.

Since that night, Song Yuesheng never saw Su Li again.

It was as if he was avoiding her on purpose.

Song Yuesheng symbolically asked people a few times and then let him go.

Not only because it was almost time to leave, but also because the Sparrow Spirit couldn't repair the communication machine.

She searched for both plots, but there were so many opportunities in the corners that she didn't know which one to look for.

Compared with the male protagonist and the mission value, of course the latter is more important.

Tonight, the night sky of the Demon Realm is rarely filled with stars.

Song Yuesheng gathered her thin gauze dress and walked on the street outside the Demon Palace.

This is her last night in the Demon Palace.

We are going to Chenbichuan tomorrow.

Crimson...

She couldn't help but sigh.

I hope that I won’t be like the people in Tianren Palace, who always talk to her in a teasing manner.

I don’t know from whom I learned this.

"Sugar figurines—can be molded into the image of your loved one!"

"Love locks! Buy a pair and lock them on the bridge, and they will ensure a happy marriage!"

The hawkers' shouts rose one after another.

There were bursts of laughter coming from the street.

Song Yuesheng then remembered what the two maids said before they left.

Today is the annual Love Moon Festival in Demon Realm.

That is, it is a day when lovers meet and express their feelings to each other.

On the long street, red lanterns were strung together like dragons, swaying gently in the night breeze.

Taoist lovers walked hand in hand in pairs, the pearl flowers in the women's hair and the jade pendants on the men's waists jingling.

Song Yuesheng walked alone through it, like a silver fish swimming through the red tide.

suddenly.

She noticed someone approaching from behind.

When he turned around, he only saw a piece of black clothes flashing through the alley, and the footsteps were so light that they didn't seem like those of an ordinary demon cultivator.

Song Yuesheng narrowed his eyes.

Is it Suli?

Or was it the shadow guard he sent out?

Song Yuesheng looked at the joyful atmosphere around him and ultimately decided not to find out the truth.

"Chestnut cake! Fresh chestnut cake. Girl, how many pieces would you like?"

Song Yuesheng stopped in front of a stall that was smelling delicious and nodded to the stall owner: "Six yuan, it's more auspicious."

"okay."

The stall owner carefully wrapped the chestnut cake and was about to hand it to Song Yuesheng when a dark figure quickly snatched it away.

The corners of Song Yuesheng's mouth twitched.

She didn't want to investigate, but someone did it on purpose.

Song Yuesheng dropped the corresponding silver and chased after the shadow.

She walked through the bustling crowd. The alley became narrower and narrower, the lanterns became fewer and fewer, and finally she came to a small bluestone bridge.

The two words "Chanying" on the stone tablet at the bridge head have been polished to a shine by time.

The black water flowed silently under the bridge, reflecting the scattered lights.

There was a figure standing on the bridge.

He is wearing red clothes and has black hair, and is tall and slender.

The person who had stolen her chestnut cake was kneeling on one knee, handing over the bag of chestnut cake.

Song Yuesheng's eyes flickered slightly.

This is the most famous place for love in the Demon Realm. Legend has it that if two people are destined to be together, their shadows will completely overlap on the night of the Love Moon Festival.

The shadow of red clothes on the Chanying Bridge, the pledge of old age under the moon.

But there is no moon tonight.

Song Yuesheng waited until the man left before starting to walk towards Su Li.

She smiled and said, "You didn't have to go to so much trouble to have someone bring me here."

The lanterns at the bridge head shone on Su Li's face, casting a faint green shadow under his eyes.

He doesn't seem to have slept well these days.

"Shengsheng." He called her name softly, like a piece of snow falling on the lake. "Tomorrow... you are leaving."

Song Yuesheng nodded.

"The next time I come will be in winter. Xiao Heng said that the scenery in the Demon Realm in winter is pretty good. Please take me to see it next time."

"Ah."

Su Li raised the hand in his sleeve slightly, then put it down with restraint.

"I didn't mean to avoid you these days."

The night wind suddenly became urgent.

Su Li's robes rustled in the wind, and he looked at Song Yuesheng with complicated emotions in his eyes: "Shengsheng, the look I saw in your eyes in the secret room that day... You were too calm."

"I'm not accusing you."

Su Li suddenly grabbed Song Yuesheng's wrist and gently stroked her wrist bone with his thumb.

"I'm afraid. I'm afraid you'll get addicted to it, I'm afraid you'll..."

He paused, and there was a seriousness in his eyes that she had never seen before.

"I'm afraid you'll be attacked by blood. I've found a lot of things these days. Gods can fall into demons... It's very painful, and it's unacceptable to the world."

Song Yuesheng's heart suddenly softened.

She smiled and pinched his face: "Su Li, two-thirds of the gods in the Protoss Clan have seen bloodshed, and they are calmer than me when executing. Don't worry, I know my limits."

Su Li frowned.

“Song Yuesheng, you didn’t take it seriously.”

"Then do you know why I must deal with Zhen Xun in this way?"

The Demon Lord was stunned.

"Because those maids could not wait for a fair trial." Her voice was very soft, but every word was as sharp as a knife. "If I don't become the one holding the knife, they will never wait for the day of revenge, and innocent people will continue to be harmed."

Su Li's pupils dilated slightly.

He suddenly understood something and loosened his grip on her wrist.

"Do you think I am incompetent as the Demon Lord? Someone is causing trouble right under my nose, but I know nothing about it."

Song Yuesheng took a step forward, close enough to smell the cool pine scent on him.

"Of course not. Even the best emperor of the human race can be careless sometimes. Su Li, you are very good, very good."

Suddenly cheers were heard in the distance.

Song Yuesheng turned his head and saw a silver light appearing in the sky.

The moon, which was originally obscured by clouds, suddenly broke through the clouds at this moment, and its clear light poured down like a waterfall.

On the bridge, the men and women who were meeting each other cheered.

Their shadows completely merged into one in the moonlight and could no longer be distinguished from each other.

The first firework suddenly bloomed in the night sky.

The golden-red light rained down, illuminating the faces of the two people.

Song Yuesheng saw his own reflection in Su Li's eyes, and also saw his shadow as he slowly lowered his head.

The moment their lips touched, a deafening sound of firecrackers was heard in the distance.

Su Li's kiss was incredibly gentle, as if he was treating some fragile treasure.

Song Yuesheng grabbed the front of his collar and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

She could feel Su Li's muscles tense instantly, and then his more enthusiastic response.

"I know I can't keep you here..." Su Li pressed his forehead against Song Yuesheng's, his voice full of restraint, "At least... stay for a few more days, okay..."

Song Yuesheng's eyes were full of smiles, and the light and shadow of the fireworks flowed in her eyes like a galaxy.

She tapped his chest with her fingertips: "Master Demon, greed is not good."

Su Li's eyes were filled with dark purple devilish energy, and he rolled his thumb over her lower lip: "Then let that fox experience the pain in his heart but not being able to vent it."

Song Yuesheng narrowed her eyes, trying to see what he was going to do, but the next second her eyes were covered tightly and a more fierce kiss fell on her lips.

This kiss was filled with an almost violent possessiveness, as if it wanted to use up all the years of separation in the future.

soon.

Song Yuesheng tasted blood.

Clusters of fireworks exploded overhead, illuminating the embracing figures on the Chanying Bridge.

The black water under the bridge finally reflected the moon, but their shadows were no longer distinguishable from each other.

**

One month on earth, only one hour passed in the Nine Heavens.

At this time, half an hour had passed since Yun Zhu was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison.

When Xie Shuying learned that he was locked up, the first thing he thought of was to ask the Queen for help.

But Qingluan, the Queen Mother's personal maid, stopped her on the grounds that the Queen Mother was ill.

Xie Shuying's knuckles turned white as she gripped the hem of her skirt, and her fingertips almost pierced into the soft flesh of her palm.

Qingluan's figure blocking the gate of Yaohua Palace was like an insurmountable barrier.

Her voice was respectful but unquestionable: "The Queen of Heaven is really unwell, so I have ordered you to tell Fairy Zhiyun that you will not see any guests today."

"Not even me?"

Qingluan replied: "Yes, the Queen specifically instructed me to do so."

"In that case, please ask Sister Qingluan to send my regards to the Empress on my behalf."

When Xie Shuying left, a barely perceptible sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Since the right way is not feasible, then -

After half a cup of tea.

Xie Shuying transformed into the appearance of the Queen of Heaven and went to the Heavenly Prison.

"Open the door, I want to see Yun Zhu."

She assumed the majesty of a queen, with just the right amount of anger in her voice.

The silver-armored heavenly soldier guarding the gate really changed his expression.

The leader clasped his fists and saluted, the sound of armor colliding was as crisp as broken jade: "Your Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven has ordered..."

"presumptuous!"

Xie Shuying flicked her sleeves, and the hidden props in her sleeves shocked the heavenly soldiers so much that they took three steps back. "Who do I want to see? Do you need to tell me?"

She imitated the diva's usual look and glanced at the other person out of the corner of her eye.

"Or... do you think I will break out of prison for my son?"

Cold sweat oozed from the heavenly soldier's forehead.

Xie Shuying took the opportunity to move closer, and the pearls hanging from the Nine Phoenix Step-Shaking Hairpin almost poked the tip of the other person's nose: "Half an incense stick. I just wanted to ask if you are okay..."

She deliberately left the sentence unsaid, her fingertips caressing the Phoenix Order hanging around her waist intentionally or unintentionally.

"Mother, please."

The soldier finally stepped aside to make way, and added with a sullen face, "But only for one stick of incense."

She followed the heavenly soldiers who led the way to the heavenly prison where Yunzhu was imprisoned.

Not tied.

Xie Shuying breathed a sigh of relief.

But she didn't notice the inquiring look in Yunzhu's eyes when he looked at her.

When the heavenly soldiers left and the black iron door closed tightly, Xie Shuying returned to his original appearance.

She couldn't wait to ask, "Yun Zhu, why were you imprisoned here? I went to find the Queen, but she didn't say anything."

However, Yun Zhu gave a non-answer.

"You shouldn't use the shapeshifting technique to transform into the Queen's appearance. Not only is it full of loopholes, but it's also easy for others to find out. Shuying, you can't bear the charge of impersonating the Queen."

These words made Xie Shuying's face turn pale.

With her life at stake, she desperately tried every possible means: "What should I do? Yun Zhu, I... I'm just worried about you..."

Yun Zhu said calmly, "I'll be out in a while. Find an excuse to leave the Nine Heavens. The Nine Heavens are now very busy with the death of the Supreme God Shuang Hua. You can hide in the human world for a few years. If no one from the God Clan finds you, I will send you a message. Then you can come back as if nothing happened."

Having said that, he sighed.

"Forget it. I'd better not let you down."

Xie Shuying was puzzled: "Why are you feeling wronged?"

"I don't know when I can get out. If I want to send you a message, I can only cast a positioning spell on you."

Xie Shuying hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are there any side effects?"

"No." Yun Zhu looked a little embarrassed, "It's just that knowing your location at any time is an offense to you after all."

Xie Shuying breathed a sigh of relief and nodded without even thinking: "It's no big deal, let's do it this way. Hurry up, I only have one stick of incense to spare."

"Okay." Yun Zhu stood up and walked towards the edge of the prison. "Shu Ying, please turn around. The magic will hit the back of the neck."

Xie Shuying did as he was told.

She was delighted to feel that Yun Zhu was very kind to her.

Little did he know that a dark light flashed across his eyes.

He knew that if Song Yuesheng knew about this bad behavior, she would definitely blame him.

But she was too indulgent towards Jiang Fei and Su Li.

If he doesn't fight for it, the world will be too long and there will probably be no place for him.