Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 666 The Three Principles of the Goddess’s Salvation (3)

Suddenly, Jiang Fei noticed that there was no movement on her back and there was dead silence in her ears.

At the same time, a strong and pungent smell of blood entered his nostrils. The wound on his forehead was fake.

The cut on her cheek was minor.

Jiang Fei's heart suddenly shrank, and her steps stopped instantly. Her voice was as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing against her: "Sheng Yue?"

No one responded, only the whistling sound of the wind.

Jiang Fei put Song Yuesheng down carefully with trembling hands.

The sight before him made his pupils shrink suddenly.

Song Yuesheng's lips were as pale as paper, and the right white sleeve of her clothes was soaked in blood, like a blossoming red plum blossom.

There was a wound deep enough to see the bone on the palm of his right hand.

"How could he be injured so badly?" Jiang Fei's voice trembled with endless panic.

He removed the formation of the Love Soul Pearl without hesitation. After a flash of red light, he quickly formed seals with his hands, trying to heal her wounds.

However, the magic of the demon race was in conflict with the physique of the gods, and her injuries could not be healed at all.

The scene of Song Yuesheng dying in his arms a thousand years ago replayed in his mind like a nightmare.

Jiang Fei's body was shaking violently and her words became incoherent.

"Aren't you a god? Who hurt you like this?"

"God lives as long as heaven and earth, how could you possibly die?"

"Shengyue, you can't abandon me a second time!"

"You can't die! You absolutely can't!"

Jiang Fei was extremely anxious, but he knew nothing about the layout of the Ninth Heaven. This place was also remote and deserted, so there was no one to ask for help.

Suddenly, someone came to his mind.

Jiang Fei no longer hesitated, bent down and picked up Song Yuesheng, and was about to take the risk of using teleportation to go to Liuyun Palace.

At this moment, a lazy and dissatisfied voice came from his arms.

"Why are you so long-winded, little fairy servant? I'm just too tired and want to rest. I'm not dead yet." Hearing Song Yuesheng's lazy and teasing voice, Jiang Fei's heart, which was hanging in her throat, suddenly fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. But the anger in her heart, like a piece of dry wood that was ignited, suddenly jumped up.

His eyes were red, his hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white, and his voice was filled with anger and grievance.

But when the words came to his lips, they seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't say any more.

I don't know how much she heard.

If he knew that he could trick her into losing her memory, he...

Song Yuesheng struggled to get out of Jiang Fei's arms and looked towards the area in the distance where gray clouds were rolling.

"You really have lost your memory. You are almost at the Sky Crack Abyss."

She glanced ahead and motioned Jiang Fei to go over.

"Alright, little fairy servant, carry me back quickly. If you're any later, I'll miss the best time to heal my injury."

When Jiang Fei saw this, the anger in her heart instantly disappeared, and was replaced by full of heartache.

He hurriedly put Song Yuesheng back on his back, his brows knitted tightly into the shape of a "川" character, and asked with a tone full of worry, "Don't immortals always reward and punish clearly? Immortal, how could you be injured so badly? Did you make a serious mistake?"

"The more you know, the worse it is for you. Go now."

"Since you don't remember anything, I will briefly tell you about the situation in the Ninth Heaven when I am awake."

Jiang Fei lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyes, and she replied in a low voice: "Okay."

He would find the person who hurt her, and then...

A gleam of cruelty flashed across Jiang Fei's eyes.

At this moment, Song Yuesheng patted him on the shoulder: "Pay attention to the road, don't go the wrong way again."

"I see."

When they were almost at the Tianren Hall, Song Yuesheng's half-closed eyes suddenly and keenly sensed the third breath.

She suddenly looked up at the wall - there was no one there, only a piece of ink-black clothing flashed by, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

But she knew who it was.

Su Li.

During these days, no one in the God Clan wore ink-colored clothes except for him, the Demon Lord.

"Sparrow Spirit, is there any medicine that can make people lose their memory in the system mall? Candies used to play pranks on people will also be fine."

The blue sparrow was fluttering comfortably in the small swimming pool. When it heard Song Yuesheng's voice, it quickly flapped its wings and flew out.

It shook off the water droplets on its feathers and said in embarrassment, "Sister Yue, amnesia drugs are considered a type of golden finger. How can we have them in our mall? What do you need amnesia drugs for?"

"Make the three male protagonists lose their memory. They have nothing to do with the fate of the heroine in this world. It's really a waste of time to communicate with them. I have lost my memory, and you are still looking for me."

There was something gloating in the blue sparrow's voice.

"This is all the peach blossom debt you caused, Sister Yue. Besides, they are not useless. Improving their favorability can also increase your chances, but the amount is a little less."

"Come on, Sister Yue! There are only three of you, you can do it!"

Song Yuesheng: ...

I can't explain it to this sparrow.

This is not a matter of whether or not it can be done, it is a matter of delaying the mission and involving lives.

Each of the three tribes has its own unique treasure.

She had no chance of winning against those.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have pretended to be unconscious and "forced" Jiang Fei to lift the spell on his own initiative.

If they had any connection with the heroine, she wouldn't have to feel so bad.

When will I be able to master the blood-drawing technique?

Walking in from the gate, a man in ink-colored robe stood in the courtyard.

Su Li's eyes were filled with coldness: "Sheng Yue, you really don't care at all, he killed..."

"Shut up!" Song Yuesheng suddenly raised his voice, his voice was sharp and cold, and he interrupted Su Li's words instantly, "I say it again, I am not the Sheng Yue you mentioned, and I have no interest in being her substitute! Don't confuse me with her anymore!"

Her face was filled with anger and determination, and her eyes were burning with rage.

After calming down a bit, Song Yuesheng patted Jiang Fei's shoulder and his tone became a little gentler: "A Fei, you go down first. The third room straight ahead is the warehouse. The door is not locked. Go and clean it up."

"...Yes." Jiang Fei responded in a low voice, her gaze lingering briefly on Su Li, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

Then, he carefully put Song Yuesheng down and left with steady steps.

Su Li looked at Jiang Fei's departing back, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white, veins bulged on his forehead, and the anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt.

"As far as I know, Jiang Fei, the fox demon, has always only listened to Sheng Yue and has always looked down upon everyone else. Now you want him to be obedient, and you still dare to say that you are not Sheng Yue?"

Suddenly, Su Li's eyes caught the shocking bloodstain on Song Yuesheng's right sleeve. His pupils shrank instantly, and the anger in his heart was instantly replaced by worry.

"You were called away by the Queen, how come you came back so badly injured? What happened?"

Song Yuesheng glanced at him speechlessly: "What exactly do you want to know?"

"Two." Su Li said concisely.

"You have no choice." Song Yuesheng showed no sign of weakness.

"Then why are you asking?" Su Li asked back.

"It's just a formality. Otherwise, what will you do if you go back to the demon tribe and spread bad things about me?"

As Song Yuesheng spoke, he quickly formed seals with his hands. Soft rays of light emerged from his palms, slowly covering the wound and began to cast a spell to stop the bleeding.

"The demon king said he had lost his memory, so I brought him back."

"Do you believe it?" Su Li raised his eyebrows, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

How could the warning look in Jiang Fei's eyes before she left be due to amnesia!

He could smell the fox here.

How far have you gone?