Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 516: Four Games of Cruise Ship Hunting (4)

The sun was at its peak at noon and the sea was sparkling.

The bloody smell dissipated, the damaged buildings were repaired, tourists gathered in twos and threes to communicate, and there was a peaceful atmosphere everywhere.

The theater's afternoon show starts at 3 o'clock, and people usually line up one hour in advance to enter.

It was still early, so Song Yuesheng went to the cafe on the seventh floor to rest.

She moved her chair and turned her head toward the window, forcing herself not to listen to the fake conversation in the cafe.

No matter how many times she witnessed it, she felt completely torn apart.

Spending a month on a cruise ship like this would drive a normal person crazy, if not dead.

But then again, apart from her revealing her identity, there has been no news of a succubus dying at the hands of a demon hunter.

Song Yuesheng finished the last sip of coffee and glanced at the laptop on the table. The compressed photo package had already been sent.

She typed a few words of praise and turned off the computer.

Ruan Jing's drawing did not need major revisions. She finished it shortly after returning to her room early this morning. The difficult part was the signal network.

There is no internet on the cruise ship at night, and the internet speed is slow during the day.

This sentence only applies to floors below fifteen.

Some crabs cannot be eaten first, otherwise she would have already held up the Soul-Breaking Umbrella and gone to any place between the 15th and 18th floors.

"Like? But we just met..."

"Feelings are never measured by how long we've known each other. Qingqing, I fell in love with you at first sight. How about you? How do you feel about me?"

"me……"

Yang Qingqing?

Song Yuesheng turned around and saw a man and a woman sitting diagonally behind him.

When their eyes met, the woman hurriedly pushed the man away and explained in a panic.

"Da Wan'er, why are you here? We have nothing. You must have seen it wrong just now."

Song Yuesheng frowned. Why did it sound like she was catching someone cheating?

She put the computer into her backpack, walked to where the two of them were, and called Yang Qingqing out.

"You and Lin Zhou just met yesterday afternoon, and you like him already?"

"I didn't..." Yang Qingqing was about to deny it, but suddenly saw Song Yuesheng's half-smiley eyes, as if he could see through everything. She admitted awkwardly, "Okay, I was a little moved."

"In fact, Lin Zhou is not handsome, has small eyes, and is quiet, but it's very comfortable to be with him, just like that..."

Yang Qingqing said as she turned her hands to explain.

"That kind of... Anyway, it's very comfortable. I want to be with him all the time..."

Song Yuesheng quickly called a halt.

The Yang Qingqing in the original owner's memory was very capable and not a nymphomaniac.

The way she described a man she just met was most likely due to the other person.

Song Yuesheng asked directly: "Have you ever thought that he has other intentions in approaching you?"

"What can he want from me?" Yang Qingqing laughed. "Many people shy away from demon hunters. Apart from this identity, I am just a small designer. Lin Zhou is a university professor who earns more than me. What can he want from me?"

Song Yuesheng looked at her and said calmly: "This is the Oneili cruise ship."

Yang Qingqing's expression froze for a moment, but soon she returned to normal.

"So what? Who says that everyone who comes here will do evil things? Aren't ordinary people allowed to be curious?"

"Da Wan'er, how did you persuade me? When you meet someone you like, I will persuade you the same way."

Song Yuesheng looked up at her and said, "You should save your words to persuade others."

Yang Qingqing suddenly smiled: "Da Wan'er, do you know what I envy you the most?"

Song Yuesheng: "Hmm?"

Yang Qingqing: "It's you who are so confident and arrogant no matter what. If it was someone else's life weapon that didn't appear, they would have been looked down upon and depressed, but you still did what you had to do, and even used auxiliary props to improve your ability to level C4."

After a moment of silence, Song Yuesheng asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Yang Qingqing nodded firmly.

"Da Wan'er, you won't know what's right and wrong until you experience it yourself. I don't know where you got the intuition that Lin Zhou is not a good person, but I know that if I go against my heart now, I will definitely regret it."

Song Yuesheng knew that he couldn't persuade her any further.

She gestured with both hands and waved her right hand lightly on Yang Qingqing's chest.

"I can sense when your life is in danger. This is a life-saving weapon for you. You are not allowed to tell anyone."

The demon hunter's induction will only take effect when the opponent is in critical condition.

Yang Qingqing understood what Song Yuesheng meant, and she smiled cheerfully: "Okay, then I'll ask you to take care of Yang Nian and the others when we go to the theater later, and I won't make excuses in the group."

Song Yuesheng: ...

Typical of forgetting about sister and friends after having a man.

But, I don’t know if there was a small group, but Tang Xuning, Yang Nian and Lin Wu seemed to have discussed it beforehand, and they said one after another in the group that they had something urgent to do and would not go to the theater to watch the play.

Since they were not going, Song Yuesheng was happy and at ease, and could just get two more hours of sleep.

In the ice cream bar on the eighth floor, He Xiubai smiled and looked at the woman opposite him: "Give me Song Yuesheng's red umbrella."

"I can't do it." Yang Nian answered without hesitation.

He Xiubai: "Why?"

Yang Nian: "The demon hunter's natal weapon recognizes its master. Unless it is given to him voluntarily, no one can find it or use it. Moreover, if the demon hunter dies, his natal weapon will disappear with him."

He Xiubai clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Judging from the way Song Yuesheng killed the succubus last night, it was impossible for her to send an umbrella.

But that umbrella looked uncomfortable.

Since he could disappear along with Song Yuesheng's death, he might as well kill her and get rid of the problem once and for all.

"Where is Song Yuesheng?"

"Theater on the tenth floor. She said in the group chat that she would go to watch today's play."

He Xiubai snapped his fingers, then stood up and left.

after awhile.

Yang Nian blinked and looked around in confusion.

Where is He Xiubai?

Wasn’t He Xiubai there just now? Did she see it wrong?

Yang Nian shook his head.

It must be because I have been living a restless life these days due to my reversed day and night routine and lack of sleep.

She should go buy some ice cream and then go back to have a good sleep.

Western restaurant next door.

Only when people have emotions can the photos they take be vivid.

Ruan Jing selected the photos, arranged them into a nine-square grid, and clicked send.

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

The game, of course, must end with a climax.

This is just the beginning.

"Ruan Jing, what are you laughing at?" Tang Xuning put down his knife and fork and looked at the person opposite him in confusion.

He had been absent-minded ever since she came here and responded to her words perfunctorily.

Ruan Jing turned off his phone and looked at her with a smile: "I thought of an interesting game. I'll introduce it to you when I have time."

——A game unique to Huan Guo.

Tang Xuning nodded: "Okay, I'm really good at playing games."

She really still likes to deal with one person.

convenient.

save trouble.