Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]

But they didn't want to be inferior in front of each other, they all bit their lower lip tightly to hold on.

Lu Lang also knew that he couldn't let go at this moment, this woman was full of bad things and did all despicable deeds, she might give him a sudden blow when he withdrew his inner strength.

The woman obviously thought the same way and refused to let go.

Seeing this, Lu Lang reluctantly smiled, and said provocatively: "The last time I saw Chief Le was still a yellow-faced woman, why did he change his face again, could it be that the yellow-faced woman is your real face? "

Which woman in the world doesn't care about her appearance, except this time, and every time she takes the task, she always uses the beauty skin to confuse men. Is there any man who does not flatter her and is not intoxicated by her appearance.

She knew that this was just this kid's aggressive method, and at this critical moment, it was the best policy to stabilize her state of mind.

It's just that the anger between her eyebrows has already revealed that she has distracting thoughts in her heart.

Seeing that she was restless, Lu Lang turned around and withdrew his inner strength, and at the same time drew out the plum blossom soft sword.

Seeing this, the woman quickly took a step back, twisted her waist, and avoided the stabbing of the soft sword.

She landed on the desk, patted her chest and said: "What a shameless brat, he took advantage of the gap to sneak attack on the servant's house."

After all, Lu Lang was eloquent, and said with a smile: "I can't compare to my old sister, she doesn't even want her own face, and uses other people's skins to seduce men."

As an assassin, there is no need to show his true colors to others. Lu Lang naturally knows that, but he just wants to embarrass the woman and make her feel embarrassed.

The woman's face was gloomy and uncertain, she stared at Lu Lang with viciousness in her eyes and said, "You son of a bitch, don't you want your tongue? Since you don't want it anymore, let me feed it to the dog."

The next moment he raised his Hidden Sword to kill.

Lu Lang trembled with the soft sword of plum blossoms, and used softness to overcome rigidity, cutting her a bit sharp.

The two were originally equal in skill, but the woman's eyes were red now, and she wanted to kill Lu Lang, so she gave up defense and kept attacking, her mood was already messed up.

Although Lu Lang spoke frivolously, he was still relatively calm inside. Although he was a little embarrassed by the woman's fierce attack, he held his breath and his eyes were always looking for flaws.

The woman used a move of golden scale cloud opening, and slashed towards Lu Lang's chest.

After this fight, Lu Lang felt more and more heavy in his heart. He frowned and thought that this woman is worthy of being the chief. The offense was wide open, but it made up for the deficiencies in defense. It still didn't let him miss the opportunity to inflict a serious injury on the woman. .

Lu Lang's physical strength was exhausted a bit, and his body was a bit heavy. He couldn't dodge the blow from the golden scales, so he had to raise his sword to block it.

Seeing that he didn't have the strength to fight, the woman sneered and thought it was all right, she took this opportunity to block the plum blossom soft sword with one hand holding the Hidden Sword.

Then pull out the hairpin from the head, this hairpin is called Jinsoul Silver Needle, the hairpin tip has been soaked in poisonous water refined from nineteen kinds of poisons, if you see blood, you will die.

Lu Lang has always been afraid of this hairpin, thinking that she has finally used her housekeeping skills.

Just now, she has been suppressed and just pretended to make it out, and she saved it a long time ago, just to let her sacrifice the gold, soul and silver needles.

He took a step back, threw a projectile, hit the hairpin, exploded violently, scattered into smoke and enveloped the woman.

"Ahem, what is this!" The woman didn't expect the thing to explode suddenly, she smoked a lot, and choked out.

Lu Lang's voice came from outside the smoke, but he couldn't hear the direction clearly. He said vaguely, "Don't worry, Chief Le. I don't have so many poisonous weapons in my hand. I'm here to play with you."

"It's just that this smoke will slightly corrode Chief Le's fair and tender skin."

The woman suddenly found that her body had begun to itch, and her skin had peeled off, revealing bright flesh and blood.

Seeing this, the woman screamed, and poked aimlessly out of the fog with the hidden sword and hairpin, "Lu Lang! Come out, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

A sword struck from behind the woman, and the woman turned around to block it with the Hidden Blade, but suddenly she felt a pain in her chest, and a soft sword passed through her chest.

Surprise and unwillingness hung on her face, Lu Lang only had a sword, how could it be possible, how could it be possible, until she fell to the ground and died.

Lu Lang looked down at her corpse, the skin on the corpse was not rotten, the bullet he threw just now, named Ningquan, would cause people to hallucinate.

He just used words to guide the smoke, and the woman decided that the smoke would corrode people's skin and make the sword lose its tricks.

Lu Lang withdrew the sword from her body, and wiped the blood with a white cloth on the table.

He looked around, and there were corpses gathered all over the place. Those dancers were all killed by the people he sent, and they were all lying on the ground with their white bodies exposed, full of hatred.

Tan Taiqing walked over and looked at the woman's face on the ground, it seemed that Yi Ziqian died with a look of reluctance.

He felt a little complicated, and wanted to remove the human skin mask from the woman's face, but found that there was no gap behind her ears, and the color of her face was the same as that of the skin on her neck, so she couldn't remove it no matter what.

Lu Lang said, "I'll come."

After finishing speaking, he scratched a few times on the woman's face, and the human skin mask, which was as light as thin wings, was separated.

Lu Lang lifted off the human skin mask, and was surprised to find that this woman's face was not the one brought by Master Wan.

Master Wan pulled the beautiful woman, with a happy smile on his dark face, and told everyone that he was getting married.

I and the rest congratulated him jokingly.

Unexpectedly, on the night of the wedding, Hall Master Wan died at home, the bride had long since disappeared, and then a large number of righteous people came to kill them.

That's it, that's it, he thought indifferently.

It's just that a person like her never shows her true face to others, so why would she use her face to deceive Hall Master Wan's heart? Wouldn't it be easier if she painted a beautiful face.

He didn't want to delve into the reason. People died and turned into a cold corpse, so there was nothing to think about.

He put the sword into the sheath, looked at the woman's face for a long time, recalled the shy blush on that beautiful face at that time, leaning on Hall Master Wan's strong arm, he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

Lu Lang whispered: "It's just mere."

At the same time, Yi Ziqian and Shen Gulin went down the mountain together. Shen Gulin had a consultation in the town today, and Yi Ziqian also came out to get some air.

After Yi Ziqian agreed with him to meet at the bridgehead of the small town, Gu Lin left, and he also wandered around.

Back to the peach vendor's stall a few days ago, the honest man and the little girl were nowhere to be seen, but a young fortune teller was replaced instead.

The fortune teller closed his eyes and held a trick in his hand, as if he was watching the sky and counting people, but he seemed to hear a slight snoring.

Since there is no one he wants to find, he will leave.

The fortune teller suddenly opened his eyes and met his.

Yi Ziqian found that this person had a red mole between his eyebrows, his face was as beautiful as a green mangosteen, and also like the open-mindedness of spring water in the south of the Yangtze River, not like a charlatan, but like a young man who ran away from home.

He smiled slightly and said, "Hi, you are destined."

Fortune tellers are equivalent to charlatans, Yi Ziqian has always thought so, so he doesn't have much affection for them.

But this young man made him feel bad, sighed and said bluntly: "I don't have money, I don't care about fate, thank you."

When the fortune teller heard his words, he almost became dejected, which made people look a bit unbearable.

Seeing him like this, Yi Ziqian looked like a puppy without food, so he said: "I see that the tavern over there is recruiting young apprentices of your age, why don't you give it a try, food and clothing will definitely not be a problem."

The fortune teller laughed out loud and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm a clumsy person, and I don't know anything except fortune-telling."

"However, in order to thank you for your kindness, I'm still willing to calculate a trigram for you for free."

Yi Ziqian didn't believe in fortune-telling at all, and wanted to politely refuse, but was grabbed by this man's arm and pulled him over.

Before he could react, the man pressed his arm with one hand and began to calculate with the other.

He closed his eyes and said: "One body and two souls, the past and the present, if you keep the jade, you will succeed, and if you break it, you will be destroyed. The reason is in the spirit, and the floating is in the content."

He opened his eyes and smiled, "Interesting."

Yi Ziqian took the opportunity to withdraw his hand, anyone who grabbed his hand suddenly would have an ugly face.

He said coldly, "Farewell."

When he was leaving, he still heard the boy shouting: "Remind you, don't go to Pingjin Street over there, if you go, don't regret it."

Yi Ziqian didn't care about his yelling, Pingjin Street was the only way for him to get to Qiaotoukou, and he still had to go there to wait for Gu Lin, how could he listen to a fortune teller's words.

After turning around a few times, Yi Ziqian lost interest, thinking that Gu Lin had almost finished his consultation, so he went to Qiaotoukou to wait for him.

But when he approached Pingjin Street, the boy's words suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Don't go to Pingjinkou over there, if you go, don't regret it."

He shook his head, and threw those words out of his mind, a little boy, does he really think he can tell fortunes, he probably had evil intentions to scare him.

So when I walked into Pingjin Street, I saw that the street was usually bustling with people coming and going, but at this time it was deserted and there was no one there.

Suspicious in his heart, he suddenly smelled a mysterious fragrance of flowers, which was so strong that he almost fainted.

He screamed badly and wanted to leave.

A cold hand covered his eyes, and the familiar voice made his hair stand on end.

"I caught you, Ziqian."

At the inspector's mansion, Lu Lang already knew through Liang Yuqing that the prince of the Yao Kingdom, Tantaiqing, was Ah Qing, and he explained his intentions to Tantaiqing with a bit of respect in his tone.

This group of dancers is under the command of Ying Shao, the young master of Pavilion Moge, and was ordered by Ying Shao to replace the original dancers with the intention of assassinating at the banquet.

And the reason why he is here is a long story.

Dark Fragrance Valley was not completely wiped out by the Zhengdao sect.

Lu Lang had discussed with other elders in the valley before, since a large number of people from the righteous way came up, they must not be head-on.

Leave a few pairs of men and horses for containment, and let the rest evacuate from Dark Fragrance Valley.

The elders are not pedantic people, and they know that if there are green hills, they are not afraid of running out of firewood.

So after discussing the details, the other disciples were asked to flee in three directions, east, west, and south, and they, the elders, stayed behind to resist.

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