Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 533: Four Games of Cruise Ship Hunting (4)

The video is a hand-cut of the painting lady, and it has been viewed 780,000 times.

Exaggerated a hundred times.

But the story of the painting is very good.

Song Yuesheng turned off his cell phone and made a "please" gesture, suggesting that he should leave quickly.

Ruan Jing seemed not to notice and sat beside her leisurely.

He turned his head and said somewhat ambiguously: "Are you angry? If you post a few photos showing your face, the number of views will definitely reach 70 million."

Song Yuesheng snorted.

"Decline. Your fans can pick me up."

The original owner wore a mask to cover his face at all times because he wanted to conceal his identity and kill the succubus.

Moreover, a photographer can only be considered to have one foot halfway into the entertainment industry.

She must be crazy to post her own photos when she knows that people are shipping the couple.

Passengers on the O'Neali will not post photos of others on online platforms, but other netizens are different.

Once the identity information of the original owner is revealed, it will have a great impact on the original owner's parents.

Although they favored Tang Xuning, they did not escalate to the point of hatred. If she died from cyber violence, her mission this time would be over.

Ruan Jing chuckled, looking like he was enjoying the show.

"I didn't expect that the demon hunter lady who killed so many people would be afraid of online public opinion."

"It's not like there haven't been cases of suicide before."

Song Yuesheng took out his mobile phone to take pictures of the birds foraging on the sea, speaking in a somewhat nonchalant manner.

Ruan Jing sneered: "Song Yuesheng, is such a human worth protecting?"

"Whether it's worth it or not is not up to me to decide." Song Yuesheng answered seriously, "Since you are a demon hunter, you naturally have to shoulder your own responsibilities."

Done.

She sighed.

"Every day a demon hunter lives is a lucky day. No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or death. It's not worth dying for other things."

Song Yuesheng looked at the photos on his phone.

It was late for the shoot.

I didn't capture the moment the bird took off.

Song Yuesheng changed the subject and his voice became lighter: "I don't know if I can see the three tribes coexist peacefully in my lifetime."

Ruan Jing was stunned, and suddenly laughed at her naivety.

The war twenty years ago intensified the conflict between succubi and demon hunters.

The possibility of peace between the two ethnic groups is zero.

Song Yuesheng touched his chin and said, "There are rules to keep order. If humans, demon hunters, and succubi work together to form a set of rules, each tribe will be much more relaxed. What's the point of fighting and killing?"

She looked serious, as if she had really thought about it.

The sea breeze around her seemed to slow down, unwilling to disturb her thoughts.

Ruan Jing looked at the sea and said mercilessly: "You are daydreaming."

Song Yuesheng smiled but said nothing.

Mission accomplished, this world is back on track.

Even if we can't coexist peacefully, it's better than wanting to exterminate the other party as we do now.

The stern is in the shade.

The sea breeze is cold.

Song Yuesheng got up and left.

The introduction of Thanatos Island on the Internet is very serious, saying that it is a tourist destination and a holiday paradise.

It's not hot in the summer and not cold in the winter.

What netizens said is also mysterious.

For example, if you see someone who has died, the sun doesn’t set at 10pm, or you can’t return from a swamp, don’t go there…

Song Yuesheng then decided to go to the reading room to look for clues in the books.

But Ruan Jing followed too.

Asking is just the way.

We shared tables in the reading room because there were too many people and there were no empty seats.

Song Yuesheng pointed at the table next to him and was told that it was boring to read alone.

Forget it.

The reading room was quiet and he couldn't make any waves.

Song Yuesheng took out the top geography history book from the pile in front of him and flipped through the information about Thanatos Island.

No.

Again no.

The woman looked serious as she flipped through books one after another.

It seemed that nothing around her could disturb her except the book in her hand.

Ruan Jing supported his head.

What are you looking for so seriously?

He moved his stool aside and placed his hand on the book she was reading.

There was a smile between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Song Yuesheng, how can you concentrate on reading when I'm sitting next to you?"

He glanced at the contents of the book.

Thanatos Island?

Is she so serious because there is something the witcher wants on the island?

The reading room was so quiet that the only sound one could hear was the gentle turning of pages.

His voice was deliberately lowered, sounding like the most intimate whisper.

The corner of Song Yuesheng's mouth twitched.

Sitting in the corner makes it convenient to find and return books.

How come he got such a bargain?

Song Yuesheng picked up an open book, turned his head, and accidentally brushed Ruan Jing's cheek with his lips through the mask.

Ruan Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.

There seemed to be an indescribable subtle scent in the air.

Song Yuesheng calmly pushed the book aside and kindly advised: "There is beauty in books."

"is it?"

Ruan Jing turned his head, his fingers slid across the ends of Song Yuesheng's hair, finally stopping at her ear, and gently hooked the strap of the mask.

"Ms. Song, none of the passengers on this ship are innocent. Last night..."

Song Yuesheng suddenly felt something was wrong.

The reading room is occupied, it is not a place for romance!

She quickly pushed his hand away, summoned the Soul-Breaking Umbrella and left.

One side of the mask was removed.

Although it was only for a moment, Ruan Jing saw the wound on her lip.

Go find Huggins to treat the succubus in the morning.

last night……

Ruan Jing lowered his head and laughed.

Abandoned son.

It's time to kill him.

He took out the Soul-Eating Mirror and recited some spells silently.

Here.

Song Yuesheng teleported back to the room.

"Ding dong."

A message from Yang Qingqing came on the phone.

She said she was free now and we could go to her room to talk privately.

Yeah.

There are some things that Yang Qingqing needs to be reminded of.

Song Yuesheng went to the twelfth floor.

But the moment she put the Soul-Crushing Umbrella hairband on her hand, she was sucked into the full-length mirror.

"Big bowl..."

Song Yuesheng couldn't see Yang Qingqing, nor could he hear the following words.

The world in the mirror is pitch black.

I can't see my fingers.

The ensuing heat wave was almost enough to steam people to death.

The smell is like rotten fruit.

Song Yuesheng soon felt unwell.

Beads of sweat rolled down.

Is this the power of Ruan Jing's mirror?

Sudden.

With a "bang", red magma gushed out from underground.

Song Yuesheng hurriedly used the Soul-Breaking Umbrella to block it.

Safety under the umbrella.

A big hole was created where the lava fell, and light appeared in the darkness.

Only then did Song Yuesheng notice that this space was not completely dark.

The black ground isolates the magma below that may erupt at any time.

She wiped the sweat from her face, carefully avoided the holes in the ground, and walked deeper.

The magma erupts relentlessly and without any regularity.

There are more and more holes in the ground.

Song Yuesheng held up the Soul-Breaking Umbrella, but felt more and more uncomfortable, as if his soul was about to be forced out of this body.

Tragedy repeats itself?

No!

Once the soul leaves the body, there is no guarantee that it will come back again.

Song Yuesheng moved the Soul-Breaking Umbrella to his left hand, then sat cross-legged on the ground, recalling the mantras and hand gestures used by the "original owner".

"At the beginning of the Great Dao, all things are reincarnated. Souls are shattered and demons are subdued, and the techniques are unified."

"break!"

The Soul-Breaking Umbrella was swung in all directions.

No response.

why?

Because of different souls?

"Click."

The ground where Song Yuesheng was standing was cracked by the lava rocks and he fell down.

She quickly recalled the Soul-Breaking Umbrella.

All kinds of teleportation and magic were used.

But it was of no use.

"Sparrow Spirit, what is the current mission value?"

Song Yuesheng asked quickly.

Even if you die, you still need to know how many people died.

"40% Sister Yue."

thump!

Song Yuesheng fell into the lava.

[Alarm! Alarm! The host's vitality is detected to be too low. ]

[One minute left to count down to the failure of this mission. 】

[Fifty-nine, fifty-eight...]

Blue Sparrow turned his head in shock.

The big screen no longer displayed the real-time picture of the small world, but the huge countdown made Que Xin panic.

It flew over without stopping, its wings tapping rapidly on the keyboard.

Where is Sister Yue?

In the end what happened?

How come the task failed when I looked at the time of the task value?

【ten. 】

Stop counting down!

Sister Yue has successfully completed so many missions, shouldn’t she have a resurrection armor?

Blue Sparrow was extremely anxious, trying to find the bug in the system to save Song Yuesheng.

【Three, two... two...】

Eh?

Blue Sparrow looked up and saw the number "two" flash several times on the big screen.

Until the system sounded "all clear".

Blue Sparrow's tense nerves relaxed, and his little body slumped on the virtual keyboard.

Thank God, Sister Yue is not dead.