Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

The long-haired woman had long and thin nails, and her mouth was wide open, biting a sharp sword, making a hoarse sound.

Song Yuesheng narrowed his eyes and kicked Qianyan away mercilessly.

Then he swung Youming, which pierced through Qianyan's clothes and nailed her directly to the wall.

She stroked her neck, turned it around, and began to slowly look around.

Except for a locked iron cage, there was residual ghost energy everywhere.

"Squeak-"

The door to the secret room opens.

Five people wearing black hoods were pushed in one after another.

Seeing the last person coming in was what Song Yuesheng expected, but Murong Lou's face flashed with obvious shock.

"I underestimated you."

Murong Lou took out a small bottle, chanted a few words silently, and three ghosts flew out of the bottle.

With a green face and fangs, it stood upright on the ground.

An evil spirit that is more than a thousand years old.

He looked at Song Yuesheng, smiled and ordered: "Kill her and let you go."

The three evil ghosts looked at each other, opened their bloody mouths, made unpleasant sounds, and flew towards Song Yuesheng.

The five hooded men were startled by the sound.

Fainted.

Song Yuesheng controlled the Netherworld to block Qianyan in front of him.

When Murong Lou saw this, he hurriedly put the evil ghost back into the bottle.

He pressed on the wall behind him, revealing a movable tile with a peach wood sword inside. He picked it up and pointed it at Song Yuesheng.

"If you don't want to die, let her go."

Song Yuesheng curled his eyes, grasped the hilt of the sword and threw Qianyan out.

Then, he leaped quickly and swung a sword towards Murong Lou's left hand.

The bottle containing the evil spirit fell to the ground.

She picked it up quickly.

"Martial voice!"

Murong Lou was angry and took out a talisman and stuck it on the peach wood sword.

No ghost can escape the Murong family's fatal blow, not even the ghost catcher.

The thousand-year-old evil ghost in the bottle that he had captured with great difficulty would be of great use to him.

Since she was unkind, he would tell her the consequences of taking other people's things without permission.

"The yang energy of a ghost hunter is more effective than that of an ordinary person. Vice President Murong, if you really like Song, you can contribute yourself. No one else is needed."

The ghost hunter calls the human spirit "yang energy", so naturally she has to use the same term.

After finishing speaking, Song Yuesheng transformed the Netherworld into an umbrella and teleported away.

Youming is a weapon made by the underworld and is only useful against ghosts.

She had no chance of winning against the ghost hunter.

Besides, Youming absorbed a lot of ghost energy from Qianyan, and she also captured three evil ghosts that were at least a thousand years old.

Not a loss.

Murong Lou angrily swung the peach wood sword towards the iron cage.

boom!

Exploded to pieces.

He must kill Wu Sheng and turn her into an obedient ghost slave!

"Yan Yan, eat them and your injuries will heal."

Qianyan was unconscious, but the power before her made her feel scared.

She didn't listen at all and hid in the corner, shivering.

Murong Lou touched the peach wood sword, stared at her, and raised the corner of his mouth.

It was clearly a smile, but the words he said were terrifying.

"Yan Yan, if you don't eat, you will die. Instead of this, how about I send you away?"

Qianyan shook her head frantically, and floated to the black hoods in a panic, and began to absorb their yang energy.

Outside the secret room, He Juan put away the Feng Shui mirror, smiled sarcastically and left the utility room.

Murong Lou, you have come to this day.

Well deserved.

But... Wu Sheng, a ghost hunter who could seriously injure Qianyan.

He should be able to achieve his goal soon.

……

Zhao Youting had nightmares for three consecutive nights since she saw Qianyan’s ghostly face.

After searching for help online, netizens' stories were more bizarre than each other.

This made her afraid whenever she saw Xiaoyue.

"Zhao Youting, why don't you go with Song Yuesheng recently?"

"That's right, we want to hear more gossip."

"Did you have a fight?"

The three roommates asked Zhao Youting one after another.

"I don't know, don't mention her!"

Zhao Youting turned over, faced the wall, covered her head with the quilt, and pretended to be asleep.

The more outrageous the netizens' comments were, the more she felt something was wrong when she recalled her time with Xiaoyue.

She took a deep breath, telling herself to think about it tomorrow, and then gradually fell asleep.

Qianyan was completely unaware of Zhao Youting's suspicion and fear.

Ever since she was beaten by Wu Sheng, she has become very weak.

Even if you absorb the essence of the soul, you cannot recover.

She thought of Jiang Yuchuan.

But that hateful woman Wu Sheng followed Jiang Yuchuan all day long, and she didn't even have a chance to take action.

The worst is the Karate Club of H University of Science and Technology, which provokes people on the love confession wall every day.

She used a secondary account to say that she was not feeling well, and received hundreds of mocking comments.

The teacher heard the news from somewhere, but before class he always liked to ask her if she was confident that she could win the karate match on the weekend.

Under pressure from everyone, she went to the Karate Club to find Liu Man to sign up in the afternoon.

"Xiao Yue, Mommy is going to invite classmate Wu Sheng, who saved you earlier, to our house the day after tomorrow at noon. Remember to come back early after the competition."

Qianyan came back to her senses and looked at Gu Huilan who brought her hot milk: "Why did you invite her home? Mom, I heard that Wu Sheng is very rude. What if he breaks something at home..."

If she wasn't so weak, she would have wanted to kill Wu Sheng immediately.

Still want to come to her house?

dream!

"Mom, Wu Sheng's family is not well off, she can't afford the compensation."

Gu Huilan frowned.

How did her daughter become like this?

"Xiao Yue, what did I tell you before? Mom only hopes that you can be a kind and good child who lives up to your conscience. If it weren't for classmate Wu Sheng, you would have already..."

Gu Huilan swallowed the bad words.

"Don't tell Wu Sheng that she comes from a poor family. Not only will it be a big blow to her, but you may also lose a friend."

She rubbed her temples.

I can’t watch TV series anymore recently.

Headache.

Gu Huilan had just closed the bedroom door when she heard the sound of glass breaking.

The doubts in her heart deepened.

What happened to Xiaoyue? Why is her temper getting worse and worse?

**

With Jiang Yuchuan's encouragement, Qianyan finally signed up on Friday.

Song Yuesheng was very happy.

When teaching karate, I gave a lot of water to others.

"Sister Yue, if you beat the heroine to death tomorrow, we will have to go together the day after tomorrow. Are you willing to give up the money you earned in the first two worlds?"

A few days ago, it was particularly afraid that Sister Yue would use the sword to chop the male and female protagonists directly.

I dared not even breathe, for fear of adding fuel to the fire.

Fortunately, he left in the end.

But tomorrow is different.

The heroine's small body couldn't block Sister Yue's kick.

The heroine wails, and it cries bitterly.

"Don't worry, for the sake of the money, the heroine will not die."

Just at this moment, a member rushed in.

"It's over! I just asked my friend at H University, and Song Yuesheng has also signed up for the PK competition. She won the national high school championship. Do those of us who have practiced for two or three years still have a chance of winning?"

After these words were spoken, the high-spirited atmosphere obviously wilted.

Song Yuesheng cleared his throat and answered loudly: "Of course! No matter how strong she is, she is only in high school. I heard that she was particularly afraid to sign up. She must be not as strong as before. She can't compare with those of us who train every day!"

Wenqing followed up and said, "What Xiaosheng said is right. Are we afraid of a freshman? Don't forget that we made it to the semifinals!"

"The president is right!"

"Yes, if we hadn't stayed up late playing games last year and didn't get enough rest, we might have ranked higher!"

"Hey, hey, hey, no one is allowed to stay up late playing games tonight."