Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

"Brother, the Complete Works of Meditation is three hundred pages long. Junior Sister Jin is a rare genius that only appears once in a century. Asking her to copy the book would be equivalent to burying her talent."

Song Yuesheng always kept her job in mind and learned to retreat in order to advance like the female stunt doubles in other crews.

"Shut up!" Ruan Ruan said viciously.

If she hadn't fanned herself and nodded, would Mo Jingnan have sealed her spiritual veins and made her unable to use even her magic power?

The big devil said that his senior brother and Mo Jingnan had changed their hearts and was very kind to a young female cultivator who was three hundred years old. She laughed at him for being nosy at the time.

Looking back now, she was too naive.

Mo Jingnan thought Jin Tong was too noisy, so he waved his hand and teleported her directly to the library.

Tell his junior fellow apprentice that he clearly saw that it was she who led Junior Sister Song to Red Moon Valley, so what's the point in trying to make excuses all the time.

The master said that if Jin Tong continued to practice, he would have the hope of becoming the second genius to reach the realm of Youxianxuan after his uncle Li Yan.

But if someone like her who targeted Senior Sister could reach the Mysterious Realm of Wandering Immortals, could the common people really be protected?

"Brother, how long are you going to catch me?"

The girl's bell-like laughter came to his ears, and Mo Jingnan came back to his senses, realizing that he had been holding Song Yuesheng's hand.

He stood up hurriedly and took several steps back.

He held out his hands and clasped them together, bending down slightly: "I'm sorry, Junior Sister Song, I...I..."

"Brother, why are you so nervous? I was just joking." Song Yuesheng noticed his behavior. Although his words and actions were all apologies, there was no apology in Mo Jingnan's eyes.

Not a pure lover, but pretending to be pure.

Is this what Ruan Ruan likes?

Song Yuesheng groaned inwardly, then turned to speak for Ruan Ruan:

"Today's incident was originally my fault. I was too anxious to find a target for the new disciple assessment in ten days, and I caused trouble for Junior Sister Jin. Senior Brother, a simple punishment will be enough. Remove the spiritual spell on her later. If the punishment is too severe, other disciples will gossip about it."

"I am the eldest senior brother. Master allows me to reward and punish the disciples of Juyun Mountain. They dare not say anything!"

Song Yuesheng suddenly laughed: "Brother, why are you as childish as a kid down the mountain? The head of the sect doesn't care about the affairs of the sect, and you are a monkey calling yourself the king?"

Mo Jingnan was distracted. Ruan Ruan said something similar.

When she smiled, she would show a fang on the side of her mouth, just like the person in front of her.

She said he was just a little kid and didn't look like a senior disciple of Juyun Mountain.

But she doesn't look like the Sixth Elder.

He ran down the mountain all day to buy candied haws, and once he even exchanged elixirs from Juyun Mountain with a three-year-old child.

After being caught by him, she bribed him with a candied haws.

At that time he just felt a sour taste in his teeth, but now when he wants to savor that taste again, there is no one who "bribed" him anymore.

Mo Jingnan couldn't help but whispered: "Ruan Ruan..."

Song Yuesheng pretended not to hear and covered his mouth to yawn: "Brother, I want to rest."

The so-called substitute is someone who makes an unintentional action or says the same or similar words as the original person, which evokes the memories of the man or woman looking for the substitute.

She has worked in the crew for so many years and has served as a stunt double for hundreds of actresses.

If she couldn't accurately grasp the characteristics and fighting habits of each actress, she would have lost her job long ago.

It doesn't count if you're hit intentionally by a bastard.

"I'm sorry. I was careless and forgot that you had just woken up from your injury in Red Moon Valley."

Mo Jingnan took out a pill bottle from his arms and placed it on the table beside him. "This is the pill made by Uncle Fifth. It is very effective for recovery. Junior Sister Song, you should have a good rest. I will come to see you tomorrow."

Song Yuesheng smiled and nodded.

***

"Big Boss Sister, you are amazing! I have brought 5 hosts, and not one of them has raised the mission value to % shortly after meeting them!"

The sudden appearance of the blue sparrow startled Song Yuesheng. She got out of bed, picked up the quilt and covered the sparrow spirit floating in the air.

But the blue sparrow broke through the quilt, sat on the mattress, and covered its chest with its wings to catch its breath.

Almost couldn't breathe.

Song Yuesheng narrowed his eyes. He knew a lot about Mahjong.

"Who told you to speak out on your own initiative? Sparrow Spirit, if you don't cooperate, I will die now."

After hearing this, Blue Sparrow kicked his feet smugly and squinted at her: "It's useless. Once you enter the small world, the host can't die unless you are killed by a key person!"

Yes, it doesn’t have to worry about her death!

The blue sparrow flew into the air, turned around, and had a small suit on its body.

It raised its head and laughed a few times, looking down at Song Yuesheng condescendingly: "Hahahaha! Human, I am not a sparrow spirit, hurry up and apologize to me. Otherwise, I will refuse to provide you with the key points of the plot!"

Song Yuesheng looked at the Sparrow Spirit as if she were a fool. She hated actors who were uncooperative and boastful the most.

She sat on the floor, leaning against the bed, tilted her head and closed her eyes.

The blue sparrow didn't wait for an apology, it looked down.

Okay.

It’s exactly the same as in the Star Sea.

But, how is it possible?

The hosts in the small world are protected by the headquarters and will not die easily.

Probably not?

But if it's true...

The blue sparrow panicked, flew to Song Yuesheng's side, and sniffed his breath with its wings.

Mom!

Even fainter than the ones in the sea of ​​stars!

It suddenly threw itself on Song Yuesheng, crying and sobbing.

"Sister, Sister Yue, you are my only sister! From now on, I will do whatever you ask me to do, and I will never resist. If you want to call me a sparrow spirit, then call me a bird spirit. Sister, I just beg you not to die!"

"no next time."

Song Yuesheng opened his eyes, grabbed the sparrow spirit's wings and threw it aside.

That’s good. He has given up after two deaths. He is much better than the dog man.

She dusted herself off, pulled up a chair and sat down. "Sparrow Spirit, I ask questions and you answer them. What are those seventeen hosts you just mentioned?"

Blue Sparrow was confused. Was she really dead or was she controlling her breathing?

I still don’t want to think about it.

If it really dies, its soul will be scattered.

"Sister Yue, I have bound 96 hosts, but they all failed in the first novice world. The host with the highest mission value is %. Hosts who fail their missions will be sent back to their original world and fall into a vegetative state like you humans."

"Sister Yue, you are the eighteenth."

Song Yuesheng tapped the table and looked at the sparrow spirit suspiciously.

"The novice world in novels basically starts from the real and fake daughter of the present world. How come it is the advanced world of cultivation in my place? Sparrow Spirit, you deliberately teleported me to the wrong world."

As if she hadn't read the novel.

"Sister Yue, it's unfair."

When the blue sparrow heard this, he quickly flew to the table to explain.

“Hosts who have completed all missions have two choices: either work in a department at the headquarters based on the mission completion, or erase their mission memories and return to their original small world.

The novels you read are just fragments of past missions accidentally recalled by hosts who had carried out missions before, and written with your imagination, so don't take them seriously."

Song Yuesheng understood that it was possible that the authors of those books had been to the small world they described.

how to say.

It's a wonderful feeling.