Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 521: Four Games of Cruise Ship Hunting (4)

He Xiubai found her smile inexplicable.

He frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"I think you're very lucky. There were many succubi taking action tonight, but you managed to stay safe and sound."

Song Yuesheng walked towards He Xiubai with an umbrella and touched his forehead as usual.

"Although my protection spell may not work on you, I can't just ignore ordinary people. I hope you can continue to be lucky. Goodbye."

She already knew who was behind this.

Rather than hiding and encountering a killer by chance, it is better to take the initiative and catch them all in one fell swoop.

He Xiubai touched his forehead.

It's magical protection again...

"Master, why are you here suddenly? Is there anything in the reading room?"

Butler Sun came running over without stopping.

He held the laptop and looked inside cautiously, only to find that there was no one there.

"fine."

He Xiubai put down his hand.

Just now.

The radio in the reading room sounded.

"We've been playing hide and seek for too long. To save everyone's time, all the succubi who want to kill me are welcome to come along. I'll be waiting for your arrival on the deck."

He Xiubai raised his eyes slightly.

How did she get to the broadcasting room on the 13th floor so quickly?

What do you want to do?

Butler Sun noticed the anger on He Xiubai's face and asked cautiously, "Master, who is this girl...?"

"A dying person." He Xiubai said in a deep voice.

Butler Sun said tentatively: "Then I'll ask everyone to go to the deck?"

"of course."

The broadcast sounded to every corner of the cruise ship.

But it was late at night, and apart from those who noticed the noise, no one would come out to watch the fun.

Be it a group fight or a river of blood.

It is a very normal thing to cruise on the Ounieri at night.

on the deck.

"Sister Yue, I think you are too ostentatious. In the movies and TV shows I watch, the ones who survive to the end are always the ones who don't show off."

Blue Sparrow knew that he was not smart, but for the sake of his points and annual leave, nothing could happen to Sister Yue.

and……

The blue sparrow scratched its head with its claws.

The ocean is vast and there is only one cruise ship.

No land or islands were in sight.

Day and night life is reversed.

Humans are prone to insanity.

It looks more difficult than the mission in the previous world.

Unfortunately, the software that detects the difficulty level of the task is broken.

Otherwise we can find evidence.

"I know, but if I don't do this, I won't be able to test how powerful the Soul Crushing Umbrella is. It's too easy to die against the male protagonist."

Song Yuesheng fiddled with the hair beside her ears.

Apart from the male protagonist, she didn't know if there were other high-level succubi on the cruise ship, nor did she know who they were.

It is simply impossible to find a high-level succubus to test the Soul-Crushing Umbrella.

Only by understanding the power of the Soul-Crushing Umbrella can one find a balance and avoid a situation like Yan Li's.

As time went on, more and more killer succubi gathered on the deck.

Song Yuesheng fought against the army of succubi with the Soul-Breaking Umbrella.

With a wave of the red paper umbrella, there seemed to be a whistling sound of wind between the ribs, which turned into a sharp sword light and cut towards the succubus around.

Each swing was accompanied by a sea breeze that repelled the approaching succubi one by one.

far away.

There were many people standing in front of the glass windows of the dessert room on the third floor, which was located at the best viewing point.

Tang Xuning was not surprised to see Yang Qingqing, but what about the others?

"what!"

The wailing of the succubi diverted Tang Xuning's attention.

Looking out the window, as the woman's red umbrella danced, blood splattered and the succubi fell one after another.

Sudden.

Song Yuesheng raised his head and looked in this direction.

The woman was holding a red paper umbrella, with black mist from the succubus's death transformation swirling around her, her eyes firm and cold.

It was like a demon crawling out of hell.

Tang Xuning crossed his arms anxiously.

Nothing.

She wouldn't let that happen again.

Yang Qingqing noticed that the succubi had dissipated and was about to go down to find Song Yuesheng, but was stopped by Lin Zhou.

"There's something wrong with Miss Song."

Yang Qingqing: "Why?"

Lin Zhou opened his lips slightly, but couldn't make out any meaning for a long time.

Yang Qingqing shook off his hand and ran out the door, and Yang Nian followed her.

Ruan Jing chuckled and said, "I'm afraid of death."

Tang Xuning looked at it in confusion.

Who is he talking to?

Lin Zhou's somewhat cold voice rang out: "Master Ruan, some tragedies can only be performed once."

downstairs.

Only when Lin Qingqing got closer did she see that Song Yuesheng's light-colored nightgown was stained with blood.

On the face too.

She was about to say hello, but saw Song Yuesheng directly hit the railing of the deck, and the red paper umbrella in her hand rolled out.

This……

"Don't take it! There's something wrong with the Soul Crushing Umbrella!"

Song Yuesheng noticed that Yang Nian was about to pick up the umbrella and hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

Yang Nian let out an "ah" in surprise.

Ignoring the pain in his right arm, Song Yuesheng slowly stood up from the ground and walked towards them.

"Who of you has a lighter? Or go get one from the kitchen. I want to burn the Soul Crusher Umbrella."

Yang Qingqing was even more puzzled.

She pursed her lips and patiently advised: "Da Wan'er, I was a little surprised when I used my life weapon for the first time. Its lethality is much higher than that of auxiliary props, but it's all normal. You'll get used to it. You don't have to be so scared."

Song Yuesheng looked determined: "This umbrella is different, we can't keep it."

The closer it got to the end, the more Song Yuesheng felt that it was not her who controlled the Soul-Crushing Umbrella, but the Soul-Crushing Umbrella that controlled her to kill the succubus.

After seeing blood, the attacks become faster and faster.

Can't throw it away, can't get rid of it.

As the name suggests, the natal weapon is controlled by the holder.

She had never seen a weapon controller in person.

The Soul-Crushing Umbrella is powerful, but it must not be kept.

God knows what will happen after being too bloodthirsty.

[Beep - Congratulations to the host for triggering the special mission: Tracing the roots. ]

[As long as you complete the task and find out the original owner's true identity, the task value will increase by 20%. ]

[Time limit: 40 days. If failed, the mission value will be reduced by %. ]

The corners of Song Yuesheng's mouth twitched.

Learned a lot.

There was actually double deduction of points.

Yang Qingqing knew that Song Yuesheng had made up his mind.

She held the lighter in her pocket and asked carefully, "Da Wan'er, you have to think about it. So many succubi died at your hands. If you don't have your life-defining weapon, your future life will be even more difficult."

Song Yuesheng nodded: "Don't worry, I've thought it through."

She would rather have a harder time in the future than be controlled by an unknown umbrella.

The worst-case scenario is death.

Yang Qingqing handed over the lighter in her pocket, but when she saw Song Yuesheng light the cigarette without hesitation, she stopped him again.

Song Yuesheng smiled, brushed her hand away, and lit the flame on the umbrella.

The flames licked the red paper umbrella wantonly.

The red spider lilies on the umbrella seemed to be given life, becoming more beautiful under the reflection of the flames.

Fine sparks jumped with the sea breeze, occasionally splashing to the ground, stirring up a string of tiny sparks.

The surrounding air was distorted by the heat wave, reflecting a distorted and blurry scene.

Song Yuesheng stood there quietly until the Soul-Breaking Umbrella burned into a black bamboo frame before he was ready to leave.

"Big bowl..."

"I'm fine. It's almost dawn, I'm going to go back and catch up on some sleep."

Song Yuesheng gave Yang Qingqing a reassuring smile and walked towards the cabin, but stopped at the moment when he was about to step into the shadow.

“I saw it all.”

Song Yuesheng curled the corners of his lips towards Yan Li, smiling with some relief.

"That's fine. You don't have to paint my portrait anymore. I no longer have any weapon to threaten you. You can kill me now..."

Yan Li interrupted her: "You didn't kill Yan Shuang."

Song Yuesheng was stunned for a moment, then realized that it might be his sister's name.

She chuckled and said, "Of course not me. I only kill succubi that are harmful."

The next moment, my heart suddenly stopped.

She fell towards Yan Li uncontrollably.