The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 218 Lady of the Republic of China, online face slap (38)

  Su Qinghuan felt tight. She never thought that she had only left Jiangcheng for four or five days, and everything had changed drastically.

  System 233 understands what the little fox is thinking. It rarely ridicules, and its tone becomes a bit heavy.

"Host, just like you think, every day in troubled times is to live as the last day. Mu Beicheng would rather let Su Qian take you out of Kyushu. In fact, it is not because of his machismo, but simply wants to protect you. "

  "As for the female relatives of the Su family, they have been transferred to other cities by Mu Beicheng, but he himself has already traveled to the northwest to lure the enemy. I am afraid that there will be more fortunes."

  "……"

What does    mean?

  Su Qinghuan discovered for the first time that her heart was so uneasy that even her hands began to shake.

  She actually doesn't care about facing life and death challenges with the person she likes, but if two people cannot live and die together, but know that the other is in danger, how can she be calm?

  ……

  "Can I apply to send my points directly to Mu Beicheng?"

  Su Qinghuan’s mind changed again and again, and in the end, he no longer cared about consuming his own merits for men.

  Although she has her own wish to fulfill, but to love someone, she is willing to pay for him.

  System 233 looked at the girl's anxious eyebrows, knowing how uncomfortable Su Qinghuan was at this moment, but it could only shook his head.

  "Sorry, host, this era is quite special. It is the time when the national fortune of the Kyushu Kingdom was at its worst. Like Mu Beicheng was shot before, I can't let you use the points to directly save him."

"Because of the exhaustion of the entire Kyushu country, it is especially difficult to make any changes to history easily. You must know that as long as you pass this test, you can bring the dead back to life. You can only do some innocuous little help at best, but it is impossible to reverse it. God changes fate."

  "……"

  For this era, Su Qinghuan is just a drop of water in the long river of history.

  If she doesn't pass her own abilities, but tries to make too many tricks by opening the system, she will be targeted by the supervisor of this plane instead.

The superintendent of the plane is not a real person or god, but something mysterious and unspeakable like aura and rules. If you forcefully go against the sky, not only will you not be able to change your real destiny, but on the contrary, you will By the backlash.

  Su Qinghuan is a one-pointer. She figured out the meaning of System 233, and her eyes shone brightly.

  "You mean, if I use my own skills or means to contribute to the situation, will it be counterproductive?"

   "Yes, but you can't rely on plug-ins. For example, your medical skills have become your skills. As long as you don't let me forcibly conjure a bunch of Chinese medicinal materials for you, then the rules of this plane will allow you to play freely."

  Su Qinghuan understood the meaning of System 233, she smiled bitterly again, and started rowing hard with her thin arms and legs.

  ……

  Jiangcheng has become a land occupied by the thieves of Dongchen Kingdom.

  Fortunately, Su Qinghuan can also speak the language of Dongchen Kingdom. With her cleverness, she quietly climbed onto a boat bound for Jiangcheng midway.

  No one noticed that there was an unknown crew member under the bottom cabin.

  This is a ferry from Dongchen Kingdom, and it still has the extravagant atmosphere of clothes and temples, but Su Qinghuan sees the flags of Dongchen Kingdom on the wall of Jiangcheng from a distance.

  Desolate, decadent, and full of decay.

  You can see people in rags running everywhere. There are no hawkers selling Soviet-style cakes like they used to be, and there are no little girls selling lilacs.

  Even the master who pulls a rickshaw is very rare.

  But Paramount, there was a burst of drinking and fun.

  Su Qinghuan stood outside the door, hearing the cheers and laughter of those foreigners inside, an inexplicable nausea came from the apex of her heart.

  She picked up her self-defense Browning, and shot the big Dongchen Guoyang who was dancing with the little girl in the middle, which was a shot.

   A bang of gunshots awakened all the joy-seekers present.

"who?!"

   "Ah! There is a sniper in ambush! Everyone, hide!"

  The group of dancers in new-style dresses looked at the foreigner who was bleeding holes in disbelief, only feeling that their souls would be frightened.

  They scattered and fled.

  Su Qinghuan had heard the sound of someone coming out to chase her, but she turned over without a hassle and hid in the tunnel she had previously repaired.

  Jiangcheng is not a place to stay for long.

  Even if this disgusting foreigner is killed, there will be another one.

  ……

  She is going to the northwest.

  There is the most war-torn place now.

Su Qinghuan dressed up in disguise. She already has good makeup skills. She wore a golden wig to transform her facial features into a mixed and mediocre look. She spoke fluent Dongchen Mandarin, and no one dared to check her. Identity card.

  "This lady, please."

  Su Qinghuan glanced at each other lazily, and indifferently rewarded the guard with two oceans.

   "I'm going to Xichuan."

   "What are you going to do in Xichuan? It's messier than Jiangcheng now!"

  The guard couldn't understand Su Qinghuan's brain circuit at all, and he couldn't figure out Su Qinghuan's identity.

   Just between Su Qinghuan's gestures, she was like a rich lady spoiled by Dongchen Country. Although she looked slightly stubborn, her demeanor and temperament were still very extraordinary.

   "My teacher is there."

  Su Qing replied succinctly and succinctly that she actually had a forged identity card and her name was Lilian. Even if someone wanted to check this kind of thing, it would be impossible to find out which specific state in Dongchen Kingdom.

  At most, she interrogated her in the language of Dongchen country.

  Whether it is folk customs or professional language exchanges, Su Qinghuan is always responsive.

  Everyone is more afraid to wait for Su Qinghuan.

  ……

  After getting off the train, Su Qinghuan realized that his expectations of Xichuan were too easy.

  If Jiangcheng was reduced to a place for drinking and pleasure in Dongchen Country, then Xichuan is truly devastated.

  Yellow sand is all over the sky, and the wind is blowing.

  In the setting sun, which was more vivid than blood, the girl’s long eyelashes were stung by the wind and sand.

  She saw the corpses piled up on the side of the road, and there was no one who collected them.

  The yellow-faced and thin baby cried loudly on the side of the road, but no one took him away.

  Su Qinghuan couldn't bear it, she staggered to pick up the baby, and walked all the way to the corner of Xichuan.

  She saw the mighty and unyielding man hanging on the wall of Xichuan City.

  Closed his eyes permanently.

  He didn't kneel down, but supported the wall of the turret with one hand. Behind him was the bright flag of Kyushu that supported his body.

  Su Qinghuan’s eyes were sore and painful for an instant.

  It seemed to echo the words of the man in the first meeting.

  ——This body has already been Xu Guo, there is no Xu Qing.

  (End of this chapter)