Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

At the beginning of the next day, Li Yan covered his forehead and lay motionless on the bed.

Even if I don't actively think about it, everything that happened last night will automatically come to my mind.

The earlobes on both sides were red as blood, and the strange feeling in the body was extremely obvious.

Song Yuesheng.

Shengsheng.

"Shengsheng, I want to marry you. If you care about the opinions of the people on the mountain, let's go somewhere else."

However, when he turned around, there was no one around him.

Even the pillow that was under Song Yuesheng's head yesterday had moved under his head at some point.

"Shengsheng?"

No one responded.

"Song Yuesheng?"

Li Yan waited for a long time, but still no response.

She is weak, where can she go so early in the morning?

At this time, Song Yuesheng was in the back mountain of Xiaohua Peak. She retracted her spell and looked at her excitement as her cultivation level increased by two levels.

One night's sleep will upgrade you to the fifth-grade golden elixir.

Great deal.

When she takes her next vacation and goes to sleep in Li Yan for a few nights, she will probably reach the realm of the spirit.

However, the blue sparrow who saw the light of day again wanted to die very much.

Although the first seventeen hosts it brought would kiss the male protagonists, none of them actually slept with the male protagonist!

No!

Before the heroine!

tired.

Destroy it.

Let love do whatever it wants.

It's time to look for its next host.

This time, we must keep our eyes open and check every piece of information carefully. We cannot bind it to Song Yuesheng No. 2 again!

"Senior sister, so you are here."

Qiyun and Xiangyu heard the noise coming from the back mountain, so they came together.

Qiyun glanced at the stone on the ground and saw that it only had the power of one palm.

She said in surprise: "I didn't expect that you have only been in seclusion for two days, and your magic has improved so much!"

"It's simple. If you calm your mind and get rid of distracting thoughts, your magic skills will improve." Song Yuesheng cleared her throat. She could guess why the two men were looking for her.

But I still asked, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Qiyun and Xiangyu looked at each other, and saw from each other's eyes that they wanted the other to ask.

The two men were in a stalemate for a while, and finally Xiang Yu was defeated.

"Sister, I feel that privately selling the portraits of my senior brother and elders violates the rules of friendship and mutual assistance in Juyun Mountain. The Sect Master did not punish me, which must be a chance for me to admit my mistakes. It's a pity that I just wanted to have fun in the past, and I didn't expect the good intentions of the Sect Master.

Senior sister, I am no longer the person I used to be.

So I want the painting back.”

Xiang Yu gestured as he spoke, belittling his past self to nothing.

Qiyun curled the corner of his mouth, thinking that he was worthy of having a storyteller father.

After a year of going down the mountain for training, Xiang Yu was definitely not short of money.

Song Yuesheng nodded in understanding.

"Since you have such a wish, I will definitely help you as your senior sister. But I don't know where I put the painting, so you may need to spend some time looking for it."

Xiang Yu touched his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter. With Qiyun and I helping to look for it, we will definitely find it soon."

Finding the portrait shows that it has nothing to do with Senior Sister.

If you can't find... the one who is deeply entangled is the eldest brother, then let him make the judgment himself.

Many times, Xiang Yu couldn't help but lament that she had followed the wrong master, and she should have become the disciple of Second Uncle.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why sometimes whatever she thought of would appear before her eyes.

Like now.

"Big Brother, why didn't the daughter of Marquis Dingyuan follow you today?" Xiang Yu smiled a little stiffly.

"The people she arranged at Yuefeng Mountain saw Third Master-Uncle coming down the mountain, so they went to Yuefeng Mountain halfway."

Mo Jingnan breathed a sigh of relief. His master had reminded him yesterday to treat Wu Yun well.

This time, he actually said a few words to Jin Tong.

He said that he and Jin Tong were disciples of the headmaster and represented Juyun Mountain, and they could not let the people in the court laugh at them.

Speaking of representing Juyun Mountain, Song Yuesheng should actually be counted as one of them.

Mo Jingnan looked at Song Yuesheng, but he felt more confused.

"Junior Sister Song, has your cultivation improved?"

Song Yuesheng simply replied: "Yes. I have been in seclusion for the past two days and have gained some insights. Senior brother, if you are not busy, please help us find two paintings."

Mo Jingnan's eyelids twitched twice. He wanted to run away when he heard the word "painting".

Song Yuesheng calculated the date in his head and smiled at Mo Jingnan, "It's the painting of my senior brother and master. I don't know where it is in Wanghe Pavilion, so I asked the two junior sisters to help find it."

Mo Jingnan's first reaction was the painting in Wu Yun's hand.

But he couldn't think of when Song Yuesheng and Wu Yun had met.

So he nodded and agreed to find the painting.

The four people walked out of the back mountain and just reached the front mountain of Xiaohua Peak.

A light yellow silhouette came closer along with a loud voice.

"Master Mo, you said you would wait for me here, why did you leave alone? Don't you know I'm worried about you?"

Mo Jingnan took a step to the right and avoided Wu Yun's arms.

He said earnestly, "I need to find Junior Sister Song for something, and Juyun Mountain is very safe."

Wu Yun only heard the first half of the sentence.

It’s already annoying that Jin Tong, the master’s disciple, can’t fight, so how come there’s another Junior Sister Song?

wrong.

It should be said that there can be no female disciples in Juyun Mountain.

She straightened up and looked impatiently at the three female disciples beside her.

"you you you!"

Wu Yun pointed at Song Yuesheng in disbelief, "Why are you here?"

Song Yuesheng smiled and said, "This girl is really weird. I am a disciple of Juyun Mountain. If I am not in Juyun Mountain, where else would I be?"

Wu Yun stared at Song Yuesheng carefully. The more she looked, the more she looked like the woman in her portrait.

She shook her head at Song Yuesheng: "No. It was you who asked me to exchange the painting for the snow melting overnight at the Huaqian Pavilion. I couldn't have made a mistake."

When Mo Jingnan heard this, he looked at her seriously and said, "Miss Wu, there are some things you can't say carelessly. Junior Sister Song has never left Juyun Mountain for ten years. How could she have run to the place you mentioned?"

He was often ordered by his master to visit various locations at the foot of the mountain to check for any demonic invasions, so he naturally knew what kind of place Huaqian Pavilion was.

"Junior Sister Song. Okay. You gave me the painting just to make fun of me on your turf. So that's your purpose!"

Wu Yun stared at Song Yuesheng fiercely.

"I don't care whose disciple you are. If you dare to lie to me, I will make sure you never leave Juyun Mountain! I will go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony and tell Sect Leader Taiwu that his disciples are going to hang out in brothels and having fun!"

Xiang Yu and Qi Yun's faces suddenly changed after hearing this, and they both spoke up for Song Yuesheng.

"Ms. Wu, you can't slander someone without evidence."

"Could it be that you recognized the wrong person? Senior Sister has been staying in Juyun Mountain these days, how could she have run down the mountain?"

"Evidence?" Wu Yun laughed. "The painting in my hand is the evidence! Otherwise, how could I run from Fuhua City to Juyun Mountain? How could I only have feelings for Taoist Mo and Taoist Li!"

The three of them remained silent.

They could find no reason to refute it.

The daughter of Marquis Dingyuan mentioned the "fate of painting" everywhere from the first day, and that afternoon she angrily tore up a female disciple's painting.

From then on, the entire Juyun Mountain knew that Wu Yun had the portraits of Li Yan and Mo Jingnan.

"Stop! Don't even think about running away! Ah San Ah Si, catch her!"

As Wu Yun's voice fell, two black-clad secret guards appeared from nowhere, pressing on Song Yuesheng's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

"I must see with my own eyes how the Juyun Mountain, which has a thousand-year-old reputation, punishes the female disciples who visit the prostitutes' hall! Take them away and take them to the Hall of Supreme Harmony!"