MTL - Fairy, Please Let Me Explain-Chapter 170 change

  Chapter 170 Transformation

  Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly grabbed the big ice lump:

   "Don't worry."

   "." Ran Qingmo looked puzzled.

   It seems to be asking, didn’t you mean to let me kill that Bai Zhao just now?

  Xu Yuan didn't speak, but blinked.

  Ran Qingmo blinked suspiciously.

  Xu Yuan glanced at the seat.

  Ran Qingmo sat back obediently.

   After finishing all this, Xu Yuan turned to look at Xu Xinyao again:

   "I die, he dies, choose."

  For a while,

  Xu Xinyao said with a little difficulty:

   "Third brother, it's not just a matter of choosing one or the other. He doesn't need to betray at all, and others won't believe him."

  Xu Yuan nodded and said in a low voice:

   "You're right, my current reputation is not enough to convince the world of a gang leader, but Xinyao seems to have forgotten something."

   "What?" Xu Xinyao.

  Xu Yuan spit out a sentence:

   "Those friends have seen me before, they know who I am now."

   "." Xu Xinyao's pupils shrank slightly.

  Xu Yuan continued:

"Huanglongji is too close to Shengshan County or Vientiane City. The time is right, the characters are right, and this kind of information is added. If you think about this kind of coincidence, they will not think about it? And if they think about it, they will Will you tell your elders?"

   Speaking of this, Xu Yuan smiled inexplicably:

   "Of course, you can also say that those people you associate with are idiots and don't think so much."

   "." Xu Xinyao was silent.

  Xu Yuan looked directly into her eyes:

   "Xinyao, I just told you how my second brother died.

   "Even if this kind of thing is a possibility, it cannot be allowed to exist. Even if I agree, my father will not agree, because if it happens, I will die."

   Sighed, Xu Yuan looked sideways at the sky outside the pavilion:

   "If it's ten years later, he can say whatever he wants, because at that time I had the confidence to surpass Xu Changge now, but I can't do it now, I'm too weak."

  Xu Changan is not the second Xu Yinhe, because he died.

  Cultivation cannot determine everything in this world, but many things simply cannot work without cultivation.

   After finishing speaking, Xu Xinyao was quiet for a long time.

  Xu Yuan stared for a while, seeing that there was still no answer, he decided not to continue persuading him. He retracted his gaze, picked up his chopsticks, and said in a low voice:

   "Forget it, let's eat first."

"He dies."

"What?"

  Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xu Xinyao in disbelief.

  Xu Xinyao clenched her hands tightly on her thighs, raised her eyes, a little flushed:

   "If he dies, I...I don't want third brother to die."

  “.”

   This time it was Xu Yuan's turn to be silent, with strange eyes.

   After being stunned for a long time, Xu Yuan suddenly smiled, and raised his hand to wipe the tears that were about to drip from the corners of Xinyao's eyes:

   "Don't cry, you, I was just joking with you.

   "I didn't lie to him just now. I really plan to talk to my father about him. Although there is a high probability that he will be placed under house arrest, his life should be safe."

  Hearing this, Xu Xinyao's expression changed for a while, she turned her face away, and bit her lip:

   "Third brother, you know how to bully me"

  Xu Yuan withdrew his hand, poured himself a cup of tea and pointed to another human skin mask in the compartment of the box on the table:

   "Take it, don't be seen by others, or someone will die again."

   "Yes." Xu Xinyao nodded silently.

   After finishing all this, Xu Yuan suddenly found that Ran Qingmo was still looking at him. In a good mood, he moved closer and asked with a light smile:

   "Look at me all the time, does this mask look good?"

  As the man's breath approached, Ran Qingmo subconsciously sat up straight, stepped back a little, watched carefully for a few breaths, and replied:

   "Well, I'm not as good-looking as you were before."

   "Huh?"

  Xu Yuan was suspicious, and after a little pondering, he asked in a serious voice:

   "It's too general, please help me describe how it looked better before than now."

  “.”

  Ran Qingmo listened to the serious tone, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Xu Yuan seriously, as if searching for adjectives in his mind.

   And at this time,

  Xu Xinyao on the side rolled her eyes, and directly handed over a bronze mirror:

   "Third Brother, stop embarrassing Sister Qingmo, and see for yourself."

   "Tsk."

  Xu Yuan smacked his lips and glared at the fourth sister, but he also sat up straight and took a look at the bronze mirror.

  A man with a handsome face came into view, raised his hand and touched it without any foreign body feeling.

  It is much more natural than the technology of the previous life, and it is also desirable.

  Proper black technology.

  Thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan smiled, and looked up at Xu Xinyao, who had already put on the mask.

  Although there is a mask, the indifferent and gentle temperament of the other party still cannot be concealed.

  Xu Yuan looked at the other party and didn't speak.

  Xu Xinyao asked a little strangely:

   "Third Brother, what are you staring at me for?"

  Xu Yuan got up slowly, and then replied:

   "The higher-ups of the Wanxiang Sect have seen you. Although the mask can't see through the soul, the temperament is too similar."

  Xu Xinyao was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Xu Yuan who was approaching and asked in a low voice:

   "Then what should I do? Find someone to disguise?"

  Xu Yuan walked behind the four younger sisters, and brushed each other's shawl-length hair:

   "Now that your face has completely changed, how do you want to change it? Just change your hairstyle."

   "Hairstyle?" Xu Xinyao was taken aback.

   "Give me some headbands." Xu Yuan smiled.

  Xu Xinyao had some doubts in her eyes, but she still gave it to the other party.

  Xu Yuan recalled a little, then rolled up Xu Xinyao's black and translucent long hair, and began to play with it familiarly.

   For a while, there was no sound in the pavilion.

  Ran Qingmo sat opposite and stared at the way Xu Yuan tied Xu Xinyao's hair.

  After a quarter of an hour,

  Xu Xinyao stared at her strange hairstyle in the mirror without blinking, then turned her eyes to look at Xu Yuan behind her through the mirror, her eyes became a little weird:

   "Third brother, what hairstyle is this?"

   "A hairstyle that can change your temperament."

  Xu Yuan looked at the slightly cold Xu Xinyao in the mirror and smiled.

   This is what I learned from a girlfriend who likes to dress up in my previous life. I have a hairstyle every day, and every time I ask him to help me, I learned it over time.

  Xu Xinyao was silent for a moment, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and her tone became a little teasing:

   "It seems that third brother, you still learned some things to please girls in the past few years."

   "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

  Xu Yuan gently tugged the high ponytail on the back of Xu Xinyao's head, and whispered:

   "When you go to the Wanxiang sect, remember not to wear yours, and change to a neater one, like Ran Qingmo, which is very good."

   After finishing speaking, he put the rest of the headband on the stone table, and turned his head away regardless of the painful sister-in-law.

Then,

  He met Ran Qingmo's gloomy gaze.

  Look at each other for two seconds,

   Xu Yuan asked with a normal expression:

   "You want it too?"

  “.”

  Ran Qingmo glanced at Xu Xinyao's hairstyle after hearing the words, fell silent, and shook his head:

   "No, this hair style will fall apart as soon as it is fast."

  Xu Yuan suggested:

   "You can buy a few hair ornaments engraved with array patterns, or ask Xu Xinyao to give you two directly. As long as you don't get hit head-on, they won't come loose."

   This big ice lump has always been dressed in black, and his hair is all natural shawls, and he has never tidied up.

  Ran Qingmo finally shook his head:

"waste time."

"All right."

   Seeing this, Xu Yuan stopped persuading him, and turned to Ran Qingmo through voice transmission:

   "After the hair style and clothes are settled, only the figure is left. You will remember to ask Xinyao to let her wrap it up later."

   "." Ran Qingmo was puzzled.

   "." Xu Yuan's eyes slowly moved down, and then paused.

   "." Ran Qingmo quickly moved his hand up and grabbed the ink sword.

   Ask for a monthly pass

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  (end of this chapter)