Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 193: The Three Obstacles of the Demon Woman’s Cultivation (3)

Luochuan left the plateau much earlier than Song Yuesheng had imagined.

Half an hour later, she saw Luochuan in the village inn.

He was like a frog in a well. After jumping out of the well on the ice field, he showed great interest in everything in the village.

When the villagers saw such a handsome man coming to the village, they wanted to find him and ask him questions every day.

Of course, Luo Chuan, a mysophobia fanatic, doesn't allow others to get too close to him.

A huge fire broke out and everyone in the village regarded Luochuan as a monster.

After Song Yuesheng learned about this, he made up a lie that Luo Chuan was an immortal cultivator, and also made up the rule that immortals don't like to be disturbed by others, so they should keep a distance of eight feet when they see others.

Otherwise she would be considered a monster by the villagers.

"Om - hum -"

The low sound of the sword brought Song Yuesheng back to his senses.

She put all distracting thoughts behind her and devoted her full attention to her practice.

However, the long sword transformed from the green mist danced lightly in the air twice, then dissipated like a phantom, and finally turned into an exquisite small dagger and fell into Song Yuesheng's palm.

Song Yuesheng sighed helplessly.

That's it again.

Even though Luo Chuan had explained to her in detail how to practice with the Qingai Umbrella two months ago, and her cultivation had indeed improved significantly, the conjured long sword could not last long.

The sword never maintained its form for more than two hours.

Other accessories such as bracelets and hairpins transformed very smoothly, and she could change them whenever she wanted.

After all, it’s still because of his low cultivation level.

"Sister Yue, it's already November. When are we going back?"

The blue sparrow originally thought that Song Yuesheng wanted to hang out here and would stay here for more than ten days, so it did not urge him and waited for Song Yuesheng to speak first.

Who knew that I would have to wait for two months.

The blue sparrow cried.

Moreover, it took nearly two months to get here. If Sister Yue doesn’t leave, she will miss the third node mission.

"Why rush? With this Qingmai umbrella, it will only take a blink of an eye to go back."

Song Yuesheng almost blurted it out.

After a moment, she swung the dagger in her hand away in annoyance.

She banged her head, trying to clear away the nagging thoughts.

Who implanted these strange consciousnesses in her?

Blue Sparrow didn't know what she said wrong, and said carefully, "Sister Yue, I also want to stay here longer, but I just switched the screen to Qianzhou. The humans over there said that the second female lead fell off the horse during the horse riding competition with the female lead, and it seems that she injured her leg."

Unless the host is present, the stand-in system cannot monitor the scene where the male and female protagonists are present.

Another reason why it didn't urge Sister Yue to return to Qianzhou was that it would switch the camera to Qianzhou from time to time to learn about the situation from the humans who were chatting with them.

The second female lead is Sister Yue's apprentice after all, so Blue Sparrow feels it necessary to inform her.

Song Yuesheng laughed and slowly got up from the ground.

The heroine has another skill that is not mentioned in the plot.

Blue Sparrow didn't understand why she was laughing, and asked in confusion, "Sister Yue, are we going to leave or not?"

"Let's go. I'll go back now."

Song Yuesheng summoned the dagger back, turned it into an umbrella, held it open, and walked towards the inn.

"Miss Song is back from martial arts practice."

"Ah."

With the title of immortal Luochuan, Song Yuesheng no longer needs to find an excuse to practice.

She took out the last bit of silver from her sleeve and placed it on the table: "Aunt Chun, thank you for taking care of me these past two months. I have been bothering you for a long time. Today, I will leave with Luo Xianchang."

Aunt Chun was a little surprised: "So urgent."

"Master Luo said that many places in the world are still suffering, so..." Song Yuesheng stopped talking halfway, with a hint of regret in his voice.

"So that's how it is." Aunt Chun nodded, and then pushed the silver ingot back to Song Yuesheng, "Miss Song, then keep this silver. You and the Immortal may need it on the road."

Song Yuesheng smiled slightly, put the silver ingot back on the table, and said firmly: "You must accept this silver. Luo Xianchang has a strange temper and many rules. Only you are willing to let him stay temporarily. He can be regarded as my master. Aunt Chun, although I am not a rich person, I also know how to repay kindness."

Aunt Chun knew that the girl in front of her seemed gentle, but in fact she was the most opinionated.

She no longer refused and carefully put away the silver ingot.

Song Yuesheng slowly went up to the second floor and walked to the second room on the right.

When she opened the door, the hot air that hit her face almost made her turn around and leave.

She forced herself to suppress the discomfort in her heart and walked in.

I saw an extremely charming man leaning against the head of the bed, lightly wrapped in a red veil, his clothes half-removed and falling to his shoulders, with a cunning gleam in his eyes.

"I warm your bed every day. What? Today you are finally willing to sleep on the same bed with me?" Luo Chuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing an evil smile.

He waved gently, motioning her to come forward.

Song Yuesheng didn't look at him, but scanned the room.

The windows were blocked tightly with bedding, eight or nine charcoal basins were burning at the same time, and there were a lot of hot water bottles piled up, with several clusters of flames burning around the bed.

The whole room was like an oven.

Tsk.

It’s great to be a sword spirit. You’re not afraid of cold or heat, and you’re not afraid of carbon monoxide poisoning.

She waved her hand and used magic to open the window.

Fresh air instantly rushed into the room, taking away some of the heat.

Luo Chuan stared at her in disbelief: "You...you really want to fall asleep here later?"

Humans nowadays are too stingy, with two people sharing only one room.

If he had not learned from the old human woman downstairs that the little bamboo spirit was afraid of heat and had not acted every day to drive her away, he would not have his own bedroom.

"I'm going back to Qianzhou now. Do you want to go back to the umbrella, or do you want me to catch you and take you away? I'll give you ten seconds to think about it."

Song Yuesheng's money was not so high that he couldn't even afford to book two rooms.

She said that to Luochuan just because she wanted to cure his mysophobia and have some fun.

But she didn't have time to play the street drama with him now.

"The Qianzhou you mentioned is the prosperous place that humans talk about?"

Luo Chuan wanted to ask for clarification, but she kept counting down. Before the number "one" fell, he hurriedly said, "I won't go back to Qingai Umbrella!"

He has been in the umbrella for tens of thousands of years, and he's had enough!

Song Yuesheng walked towards Luochuan, stepped over the flames in front of the bed, and while tidying up the clothes he had deliberately dropped, he said, "You remove the spell in this room. After we leave the village, I will use the teleportation technique to return to Qianzhou."

She is the owner of the Qingai Umbrella, and Luochuan's magic cannot hurt her.

Luo Chuan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he suddenly grabbed Song Yuesheng's wrist, his eyes blazing with anger: "I have never told you that the Qingai Umbrella can change its shape and scenery. Tell me, how did you know?"

Song Yuesheng smiled and said, "Qing'ai Umbrella recognized me as its master, and I accidentally discovered something strange. For example... this hairpin, the previous owner of Qing'ai Umbrella shouldn't have it, right?"

The veins on his hand that was holding hers bulged, Luo Chuan must be very strong, but because she had acknowledged her master, Song Yuesheng was able to easily break free from his hand.

Then, she moved her mind and transformed the oil-paper umbrella in her hand into a bamboo leaf hairpin.

Luo Chuan frowned even more tightly, staring at her angrily: "How could you use such a powerful weapon to pin your hair?! Song Yuesheng, I will definitely find someone to kill you and change the owner of the Qingai Umbrella!"

Seeing that Luo Chuan no longer paid attention to [Moving Scenery] and his mysophobia was not as serious as when they first met, Song Yuesheng smiled at him in a good mood and said, "Then let's go. There are many talented people in Qianzhou, you are welcome to find them anytime."

After the two left the village, Song Yuesheng grabbed Luochuan's arm and teleported to the room in Liangyi Inn.

"Qiongzhou is not like the Ice Region Plateau. There are not only people here, but also monsters, ghosts, and even some gods. So, Luochuan, if you use magic indiscriminately in front of others..."

"Song Yuesheng, I don't need you to give me orders!"

Luo Chuan rudely interrupted Song Yuesheng's words, then turned into a wisp of crimson smoke and disappeared from her sight.

Song Yuesheng curled the corners of his mouth.

have to.

That's all for nothing.

She transformed the Qingai Umbrella into a folding fan, went to the gambling house to earn some money, and then went to the medicine chest to buy medicine, preparing to go to Jun Mansion to visit Jing Qiudie.

In the sea of ​​stars, the blue sparrow's little eyes blinked again and again, and it took a long time before it closed its mouth.

Shouldn't such a powerful weapon be exclusive to the heroine?

Sister Yue stole the heroine’s weapon?

It shook its head and began typing frantically on the keyboard, comparing the Qingai Umbrella with all the weapons that the heroine of this world should have.

Time passes by, until a line of results appears on the screen:

——The degree of overlap is 0.

call.

The tense nerves were relieved at this moment, and the blue sparrow collapsed on the virtual keyboard.

Fortunately, he didn’t steal the heroine’s things.