Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Looking at his dazed look, Song Yuesheng knew that he had successfully imitated Ruan Ruan's words.

But...

"Master, I just can't practice Autumn Wind Painting Moon well, can you give me some pointers?"

The sword she had just drawn was shattered by Li Yan in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Li Yan slapped her mercilessly.

Song Yuesheng was knocked far away and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Li Yan pointed his sword at her again, not looking happy at all: "Tell me, who taught you this sword move!"

Blue Sparrow was so scared that he quickly activated the protection system to protect Song Yuesheng.

The host has three chances to activate the protection system in each world. Once the chances are used up, if the host does anything suicidal, he will die completely and become a vegetable in the original world.

I hope Sister Yue can hold on a little longer.

She is the only host who can get the task value to 5% right from the start!

Song Yuesheng curled up in pain and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The plot given by the Sparrow Spirit is unreliable.

She just gave it a simple try and found out that Li Yan was different from the plot.

According to the plot, at this point in time, Li Yan is very concerned about the original owner's apprentice.

Even if he suggested living in Qifeng Mountain where Ruan Ruan once lived, Li Yan would not have any objection.

The fact is, she only said "autumn wind and painted moon", and he wanted to kill her.

In the past, she only knew that the product was not what she wanted and the actors changed the script on the spot.

I didn't expect the system to be so deceptive.

All the top parties in the world are the same.

The only ones who suffer are the workers.

She would no longer believe the plot introduction given by the Sparrow Spirit.

Song Yuesheng forced himself to look up at him: "Master gave me the unique book, isn't it because you want me to learn the sword techniques in the book? If Master thinks I am not worthy, I will never touch the sword again. If you are still not satisfied, please end my life."

A unique copy?

Li Yan frowned, and for a moment he couldn't remember whether the only copy he gave to Song Yuesheng contained A Ruan's Autumn Wind and Painting the Moon.

If so, wouldn't he have wronged her?

Li Yan looked down at her.

His face was pale, a few wisps of hair were scattered, and blood was constantly flowing out of his mouth.

Very embarrassed.

The current Song Yuesheng really doesn't look like Ah Ruan at all.

Aruan is extremely talented, and few people in the world can hurt her.

Li Yan pressed several acupoints of Song Yuesheng from a distance, put away his sword, and turned his back.

"Go back and recuperate first, and practice martial arts another time."

"Yes."

Song Yuesheng grabbed the grass on the ground tightly, covered his chest with his hands, slowly stood up, and limped down the mountain.

She can no longer work according to routine like a stunt double.

There are shortcuts to completing any task.

First of all, according to the work objectives proposed by Party A, it can be simplified to maintaining the stable development of the world.

Secondly, the Sparrow Spirit’s suggestion is that she should complete the substitute plot.

Finally, the reason the Sparrow Spirit pointed out for his work was that the heroine Ruan Ruan had obtained a wild aura.

So in order to achieve the ultimate goal, the most important thing is to destroy the wild aura.

In short, competing with the heroine for opportunities.

"Cough cough."

Song Yuesheng stopped at the foot of Yuefeng Mountain and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Li Yan is indeed the person with the highest magical power in this world.

If it weren't for the fact that she was similar to Ruan Ruan, Li Yan would have held back and the palm strike just now would have sent her to hell.

"Junior sister? Who hurt you like this?"

Mo Jingnan was patrolling Juyun Mountain tonight. Unexpectedly, he saw Song Yuesheng when he came back from patrolling Xiaohua Peak.

She didn't look well. Several acupoints that suppressed the churning blood in her body were blocked, and there were traces of blood around her mouth.

Song Yuesheng put away the breath-regulating technique and shook his head at Mo Jingnan: "No one. It was me who made Master unhappy. Senior Brother, I can't leave. Can you go to the stone forest of Xiaohua Peak to find Qiyun? She has been practicing there at this time recently."

Mo Jingnan frowned and looked at her in confusion.

"Junior Sister Qiyun isn't studying medicine, why are you looking for her?"

Song Yuesheng laughed twice: "Ask her to help me return to Xiaohua Peak. After all, there is a gender difference between me and my senior brother. If it gets out, it will be bad for both of us."

Mo Jingnan half-closed his eyes.

Men and women are different.

There is a difference between a master and his nephew.

It is easy to bring a bad reputation.

He respected Ruan Ruan, but that didn't mean he would respect an impostor who was only somewhat similar.

He said nothing, walked up to Song Yuesheng, picked her up horizontally, and strode towards Xiao Huafeng.

"Senior brother?"

Mo Jingnan looked down at her and said, "If you really care about your reputation, you wouldn't have refused the gifts I gave you in the past ten years. The brothers in the sect have long regarded you and me as a Taoist couple. If you really care, you won't allow such rumors to exist."

Song Yuesheng remained silent.

She is not the original owner, so it is not convenient for her to comment on some things.

But she called him just now because she wanted him to carry her like a princess.

Her upper body was about to slide off his arms.

A man who practices magic and martial arts is no match for the seemingly weak doctor Jing Su.

Although he was a cross-dresser, at least the princess hug gave her a sense of security.

Unlike Mo Jingnan.

Song Yuesheng always felt like he was going to get a concussion at any second.

Mo Jingnan had no idea what she was thinking, and he only felt proud of having his secrets revealed to Song Yuesheng.

If she didn't look a little bit similar to Ruan Ruan.

He wouldn't even bother with her.

If Song Yuesheng pushes her too far, he wouldn't mind teaching her a lesson.

Anyway, she didn't look like Ruan Ruan at all when she was injured.

After the two left Yuefeng Mountain, Li Yan appeared from behind a tree.

The master's disciple is still haunting him.

He used to be the interesting little disciple mentioned by Ah Ruan.

What now.

Want to kidnap his apprentice again?

Why does he like to interfere so much?

I really don't know how the head master teaches his disciples.

……

Mo Jingnan's actions were not gentle, and he almost threw Song Yuesheng onto the bed.

My head almost hit the bed.

She quietly moved down under the quilt: "Thank you for seeing me off, Senior Brother. When I wake up, I will definitely thank you."

Mo Jingnan stared at her, wanting to see what she would say.

"How are you going to thank me, Junior Sister?"

Song Yuesheng pretended to think for a long time: "Qiyun gave me some hawthorns before, if you don't mind, take them and make candied haws."

Mo Jingnan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and tucked the quilt around Song Yuesheng attentively.

I thought of Ruan Ruan again.

He smiled softly at Song Yuesheng and said, "Junior sister, it takes two people to make the candied haws together."

This would be equivalent to fulfilling the unfinished agreement between him and Ruan Ruan.

Ruan Ruan.

You are so cruel.

She just left, leaving him with hundreds of years of longing.

"Okay." Song Yuesheng agreed with a smile.

She seemed to have figured out Mo Jingnan's Schrödinger gentleness.

As long as she imitated Ruan Ruan, he would act like a good senior brother.

If she had her own personality, he would only act deeply in love in front of outsiders. When the two were alone together, he showed his disdainful behavior.

She looked at Mo Jingnan's back as he left.

It’s not impossible to make use of it on the day of the freshman assessment.