Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

In addition to the makeup used by women, Shuangyu also asked the leader to buy two sets of men's clothes.

The monk's robe is too conspicuous and not suitable for disguise.

After putting on one of the white robes, Shuangyu waved to Bichen to come over.

"Rather than using magic weapons to disguise yourself, I think it's safer to put makeup on you. Don't worry, I'm very good at my craftsmanship. I'm sure I'll give you a pretty face."

Opening the powder, Shuangyu licked her lips and looked at him with burning eyes.

Bichen refused with hesitation in his eyes: "No, this poor monk is very..."

Before he finished speaking, Shuang Yu walked up to him with an impatient expression and directly pulled him up: "Stop talking nonsense. Just listen to me as you said. Don't worry, just follow me. I'm sure you won't suffer a loss if you buy." Don’t be fooled!”

Pulling the person to a chair and sitting down, he opened the bottles and jars and urged him to remove the magic weapon.

Bichen refused to fail and could only do as he said.

Soon, that ghost-like face appeared again.

Shuang Yu looked at the black birthmark in a daze, and with the golden eyes, it looked even weirder.

Although Baichen said nothing, he did not dare to look at him and lowered his eyes slightly.

This face has scared too many people.

Although he has long been accustomed to being hated and scorned by everyone, he can still be hurt by the fear or sympathy of others.

Uncontrollably, Shuangyu's hand gently touched the birthmark on his cheek.

Baichen's long eyelashes trembled and he said nothing.

"After looking at him for a long time, he looks quite handsome."

Shuangyu murmured and started to work.

Baichen didn't know what handsome meant, but he could tell that the other party didn't dislike him.

The thin lips curled up slightly, but it was fleeting.

Shuangyu mixed and mixed the special paste and applied it on the location of Banchen's birthmark. After a while, the conspicuous black birthmark disappeared. The paste covered his original skin color, revealing the original appearance of Banxian.

Involuntarily, he was stunned.

How could there be such a dust-free appearance in this world...

"donor……"

Bichen's anxious voice sounded.

"Zhenjunna..."

Shuangyu murmured, his eyes filled with wonder.

"Donors should not make fun of poor monks."

Baichen retorted with a smile.

"This is a compliment, silly bald donkey. Of course, there is still some gap between you and me. At most, you can only be the second child of ten thousand years."

Shuangyu snorted proudly, walked to the shelf and started to clean her hands.

Bichen looked at the bronze mirror not far away with some suspicion.

Under the blurry bronze mirror, that unfamiliar face was unparalleledly handsome, yet extremely indifferent.

"That monk's robe of yours is too eye-catching, go and change into regular clothes."

Shuangyu wiped his hands and gave instructions to Baichen.

The latter walked towards the screen without saying a word, holding a navy blue robe.

'Knock knock—'

There was a knock on the door, and the leader's fawning voice came.

"Brother Fox, dinner is ready. Should we go down to eat or bring it up to you?"

"Dinner will be discussed later. You come in first."

Shuangyu held the shaving knife in his hand and smiled maliciously.

The leader pushed open the door and walked in. The moment he saw Jie Dao, he felt chills running down his spine.

"come over."

Shuangyu smiled and waved to him.

"Please let me go, Brother Fox..."

His legs were weak, and the leader looked like he wanted to rush out of the door at any time without tears.

"Come here, don't let me repeat it a third time!"

Shuangyu narrowed his eyes and threatened.

Soon, a pig-like cry was heard.

After Baochen changed his clothes and came out, he saw the leader who was shaving his head bald and crying loudly.

"What does that mean?"

He asked with surprise in his eyes.

"Don't worry, go and bring our dinner."

Shuangyu didn't even give him a look. He held the long hair shaved off the leader's head and kicked the leader to urge him.

The latter ran away whimpering.

"What are you doing?"

Bichen watched with curiosity as he sewed the wig onto something similar to a 'scalp' like he was sewing clothes, and asked in confusion.

"Making a wig, the ring scar on your head is too obvious, you need to cover it up."

Shuangyu spoke.

Soon, the leader brought dinner.

A plate of braised pork, a roast chicken, a few steamed buns and vegetarian dishes.

Shuangyu put down the hair in his hands, pushed the tools to the ground aside, cleaned his hands and sat down.

One person concentrates on the meat.

One person only eats steamed buns and vegetarian dishes.

After dinner, he continued to meditate.

Shuangyu continued to make his wig.

It wasn't until the sky turned gray that he finished making the realistic wig.

"Damn, my eyes are so beautiful..."

Feeling dizzy, he cursed lowly, threw down the wig he had made and climbed into bed to catch up on his sleep.

Good fellow, others are the line in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the body of a wanderer.

When it comes to him, it becomes like the thread in the hands of a fox and the hair on the head of a bald donkey!

When I woke up again, it was already noon.

The leader came several times but did not dare to wake him up.

Shuangyu dipped the wig into a special potion and put it on Baochen's head.

After a while, the handsome little monk transformed into a handsome young man.

"Tsk tsk tsk, my skills are great."

Shuang Yu, who became more and more satisfied as she watched, said proudly.

The leader's resentful gaze never moved away from Bichen's head.

That hair... used to be his!

Baichen sighed, but didn't say anything after all.

"Do you know what you look like now?"

Shuangyu's smile turned into narrowed eyes, and she leaned close to his ear and asked hoarsely.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he said quickly: "Like my husband, what do you think, my husband~~~"

Good guy, you are so good at flirting.

Unfortunately, he faced a cold-hearted bald donkey.

The other party didn't have the slightest hint of confusion, his face was as expressionless as ever.

"Hey, it's boring. Let's go our separate ways after this. I'd better go find an interesting husband~~"

With a groan, Shuangyu consciously got into the sack.

Bichen glanced at him thoughtfully, pursed his lips, and followed him into another sack.

After struggling for most of the day, the group continued on their way.

Then we were not so lucky. Going west, the land became more and more desolate.

Arriving in Jing'an was already three days later.

A group of people rode into the mountains and after a long journey, they came to a huge black mountain.

The mountains seemed to block the sun. The sun was shining brightly outside, but it was extremely cold here.

Although they couldn't see it, both Shuangyu and Bichen felt an eerie aura.

Arrived!

The two narrowed their eyes and immediately cheered up.

"You are late!"

It sounded like a man or a woman, and a cold voice sounded from far away and then close.

"I'm sorry, Daxian, the weather is really changeable these days..."

The leader and several of his younger brothers also suppressed their usual playful smiles, their bodies tensed into a straight line, and they answered with clasped fists in a respectful manner.

The other party was silent for a long time, and then he said: "Come in."

Just listen to 'boom -' a loud noise.

As the earth quaked and the mountains shook, the Black Mountain seemed to be split in half, with a crack opening in the middle.

Not daring to delay, a few people led the foal towards the gap.

'Boom -' After a loud noise, Black Mountain closed again, completely isolating everything.

A fishy smell lingered in the air.