Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 544: Four Games of Cruise Ship Hunting (4)

The flower that looks like a rose is called night jasmine.

The smell is also similar to rose.

Upon hearing this, he fell into a deep sleep.

Grown in the territory of the succubus, it serves as the raw material for stunning demon hunters.

The Mafers had never seen white flowers before.

But according to them, this five-petal flower with a very faint fragrance grew everywhere in the war area twenty years ago.

When they heard that the white flowers were picked from the island and were everywhere, their expressions were very intriguing.

Moreover, they quickly changed the subject.

The content of the chat was irrelevant.

Song Yuesheng chatted for a while and then suggested leaving.

Ma Feier looked at the black oil-paper umbrella that appeared out of thin air, and realized for the first time that "the size of one's own ability has nothing to do with the strength of one's innate weapon."

He looked at Song Yuesheng and said, "Miss Song, you have great dreams, and you can do things far beyond ordinary people with your life weapon, but I just want to return to Basil City safely with my wife and daughter."

This sentence is undoubtedly a reminder not to have any contact in the future.

Ma Jinyu wanted to say something, but was stopped by Rosa.

Song Yuesheng heard the hidden meaning, took Yang Qingqing's arm, and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Ma, I have already taken a family photo for Ma Jinyu."

The first priority is to eradicate the gadgets in the hotel.

She took Yang Qingqing to any empty room on the 21st floor.

Yang Qingqing didn't care whether to leave Zuixiaoyao Hotel.

She put down the box of night-scented jasmine and said worriedly, "Da Wan'er, am I poisoned? Why am I the only one who smells like rotten apples when white flowers smell like them?"

Song Yuesheng comforted: "You are not alone."

Yang Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then asked tentatively: "Is this a trick targeting the two of us?"

Song Yuesheng shook his head: "Not really. Didn't Mrs. Rosa say that this five-petal flower has no value other than being ornamental?"

"Who knows what will happen in twenty years."

Yang Qingqing picked up the white flower and put it under her nose to smell it again.

bah bah bah.

Still smells like rotten apple.

Song Yuesheng murmured the three words "twenty years" in a low voice.

Sudden.

A light bulb went off in my head.

She asked, "Who was Yang Nian with the night before we went to the island?"

Yang Qingqing uttered a strange "hmm".

But seeing Song Yuesheng's anxious face, she recalled and said, "It was a demon hunter I just met not long ago. I saw that Yang Nian liked him, so I allowed her to leave with that man..."

Yang Qingqing became alert instantly.

"Does the difference in the smell we smell have anything to do with him?"

"No."

Song Yuesheng gave his own speculation.

"The smell of this five-petal flower is similar to the phantom fruit of the succubus clan, which can stimulate the desire of the succubus. This white flower does not have the same effect as the phantom fruit, but perhaps in the sense of smell of people who have come into contact with the succubus, the smell has become a phantom fruit."

Yang Qingqing shook her head: "No, Yang Nian has also come into contact with succubi."

Song Yuesheng said word by word: "The contact I'm talking about is intimate contact."

Yang Qingqing's face changed, and she thought of a scumbag who concealed his identity and deceived her feelings.

She took a deep breath to calm herself.

Sudden.

Yang Qingqing turned around in surprise: "You too..."

Song Yuesheng raised an eyebrow: "I bit his tongue when he was kissed forcibly that night. His injury is no less serious than the one on my lip."

Perhaps it was because of the taste of Sheng Qiwen's blood that the smell was different.

Yang Qingqing: …

Why did she sound provocative?

Can things be said this way?

Yang Qingqing shook her head and asked the second question.

"Da Wan'er, what is the magical fruit of the succubus clan? Where did you hear about it? And how do you know the smell?"

Of course, it is the heroine's special physique that attracts the succubus.

but.

It's also very strange.

Song Yuesheng stroked his chin in thought.

She has been in this world for so long, and she has only seen interest in Tang Xuning in the eyes of four male protagonists.

Yang Qingqing thought that she didn't speak because she was thinking of the succubus, and even the idea of ​​imaginary fruit was suggested by the succubus.

As someone who has experienced this, she did not hesitate to expose her own scars and give earnest advice.

"Da Wan'er, don't be fooled by your looks and sweet words. A high-level succubus is willing to deceive you because you have something he wants."

"Your life-defining weapon is too powerful, it will definitely attract many succubi. Be sure to keep your eyes open and don't be fooled by them like I was."

"Besides, a kiss doesn't mean anything in this day and age. Don't put yourself in shackles in advance."

Song Yuesheng came back to his senses, smiled and hugged Yang Qingqing.

"Thank you, sister. But I still have to ask him to solve the game in the hotel."

Yang Qingqing shook her head angrily.

Okay.

That's all for nothing.

But soon she couldn't say anything.

What Dawaner had discussed with her about how to get information and how to get help from the high-level succubus was all forgotten.

Yang Qingqing sat on the sofa uncomfortably.

The teacup in her hand was almost patinated by her, and her eyes were quietly wandering over the two people bargaining in front of her.

She didn't know whether she should be shocked that the person who forcefully kissed her was Sheng Qiwen, or whether she should be shocked that he was a high-level succubus.

Sheng Qiwen, President of Kronus Group.

First on the rich list.

The charity we do by donating money every year is also the first.

Such a person is actually a high-level succubus? !

Does it have an unclear relationship with Zuixiaoyao Hotel?

Yang Qingqing would rather be dreaming than believe this fact.

Sheng Qiwen glanced and set his eyes on Song Yuesheng.

"If one more person knows my identity, can it endanger me? Song Yuesheng, are you naive, or do you think I will definitely be threatened by you?"

Song Yuesheng spread his hands helplessly.

"How many times do I have to say this? I'm not trying to threaten you. I'm just looking for your cooperation. If you shut down the hotel game and release those people, I won't have to come and kill your people every day."

Sheng Qiwen chuckled: "No one would refuse a lucrative profit. Your damage is not enough to pose a threat."

Song Yuesheng said "Oh" and picked up the pen on the table to demonstrate on a piece of white paper.

"Then I'll be honest with you. The Soul Crushing Umbrella has the ability to strike thousands of miles away. As long as I want, all the succubi on Thanatos Island will die."

Junior sister’s ultimate move is very powerful.

If it weren’t for my senior sister stabbing me in the back and those people knowing my weakness in advance, I wouldn’t necessarily lose.

Just because she can't, doesn't mean she can't use it as a threat.

In the middle of the white paper is a simple sketch of a hotel.

Oil-paper umbrellas are flying over the hotel.

The lines represent the energy of the Soul Crusher's attack.

With the hotel as the center, they launched an attack on the entire island.

Sheng Qiwen looked at the drawing on the white paper and suddenly asked, "Did you threaten He Xiubai in the same way last night?"

Yang Qingqing looked up suddenly and almost dropped the cup in her hand.

Is He Xiubai, the group president of Hyperion, also one of them?

"I didn't threaten him."

Sheng Qiwen chuckled: "That's right, that's what you said, cooperation."

Song Yuesheng smiled and said, "Agree to cooperate?"

"dream."

Sheng Qiwen endured the discomfort and took the pen from her hand.

If it weren't for the umbrella, would he have to keep her here like this?

suddenly.

He felt a strong gaze.

Sheng Qiwen frowned and raised his hand to push Song Yuesheng's head away.

"Song Yuesheng, I can't kill you, but you can't save your friends when you're outnumbered. Get out of here before I change my mind."

Yang Qingqing shuddered unnaturally.

Big bowl.

Let's go.

But fear prevented her from standing up for a while.

"I told you that a demon hunter could die any day. Why are you so impatient for my death?"

Song Yuesheng said as he moved closer again.

"The illusion fruit has a great influence on every succubus. Even if I say so, I saved you that night. Even if you don't want to repay me because of our different identities, you can't wish me dead like this."

"Illusionary fruit?" Sheng Qiwen raised his head and narrowed his eyes. "You know a lot. Did He Xiubai tell you that?"

"not him."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Sheng Qiwen's mocking voice.

"Ruan Jing or Yan Li?"

"Song Yuesheng, put away your little thoughts, your stuff is useless to me."

"Cough cough cough."

Yang Qingqing choked.

Are Yan Li and Ruan Jing both?

From what they said, it seems like they all have some unclear relationship with Da Wan'er...

Oh my god.

How many things did Dawaner do quietly?