Could it be that you want to betray the master's sect?"

After saying that, before Hua Qing answering, Liu Zhuoran gusted into the mouth of the wine pot and drank a large sip of wine. He sighed happily and said:

"You Kunlun, you want to be unfavorable to Penglai, and you sent you to spy on the details of Penglai. It is also for this purpose that you approached the little brother of Broken Tie.

You probably have seen through his sword skills for a long time, right?

Huaqing, you have a ghost in your heart.

But you are not a bad person.

You are neither a bad person, then Penglai is a bad person...

Hahaha, I have nothing to do with Penglai anymore, so I am no longer a bad person.

It's so good to be a blessing in disguise."

As he was talking, Liu Zhuoran fell to the ground, holding a wine pot in his hand. This was probably the first time he had drunk in more than 20 years of his life.

No matter what should be said or not, they all said it.

Hua Qing sat in her original position and looked at Liu Zhuoran who was sleeping in front of her.

His eyes that were always squinting would be wide.

He looked at Liu Zhuoran who was drunk and laughing. After a moment, he said:

"You guessed it right, no sword.

You are so stupid that you know everything.

I came to this world to overturn your Penglai and knock you down into dust. Look at you... uh, no, see what they sell in the gourd.

Look, I've said it all.

It’s better to get you drunk.

Next…

Let’s go to Baima Temple to see Brother Tie. How are you going to have a good time in the near future?”

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"This is the case first, this is the case, and this is the case at the end."

In the White Horse Temple, Zhang Lan's wing room.

The dude Xihua, wearing a monk's robe, had his own "makeup box" in his hand, and was skillfully applying makeup to Shen Qiu's face.

Qingqing, Xuanyu, and Xiao Tie sat behind him, watching Zhang Lan "dress up" her senior brother.

"Anyway, you have to wear a mask, just adjust your facial features and have an internal taste. The main thing is the change in body shape."

While using an eyebrow pencil to cover up Shen Qiu's eyebrows, Zhang Lan said to Shen Qiu:

"Your body is not as conspicuous as Xiao Tie. Your walking posture will change deliberately. If your shoulders fall, it is better to arch your back and shrink your bones. There will be no big problem.

There are also the Greedy Wolf Sword and Yaoguang, which cannot be used no matter what, it is too eye-catching."

Speaking of this, Zhang Lan curled his lips. He covered a box of rouge-like things around Shen Qiu's neck, creating a scald-like scar.

He said:

"The Central Plains Martial Arts Conference is all second-rate and third-rate. Not to mention you, I don't even look down on you. You have to go and participate in the first place. What's the point?"

"I have my own plans, so don't worry."

Shen Qiu sat upright in front of the bronze mirror, while talking, collapsed his upright body and became thinner again as the bones in his body clattered.

It seemed like it had "shrinked". After Zhang Lan put on makeup for him, Shen Qiu got up again and his body size was already a circle smaller than before.

Xiao Tie gave him the prepared clothes.

Zhang Lan picked up another box of colorless and odorless oil, broke off Shen Qiu's long hair, applied the oil to his hair, and waited for the oil to dry, Shen Qiu's black hair turned gray.

Paired with his worn out clothes and curled up body, he was like a little old man.

"Hehe, there's this."

Xuanyu kept playing with a black smoke pot in his hand.

She had just smoked while someone was not paying attention, but she was choked and coughed repeatedly.

The little witch threw the cigarette bag to Chen Qiu, who held it in his hand, and then buckled the black-painted Prajna ghost face on his face, vibrated the vocal cords with his true energy, and said to others in a hoarse voice:

"I have a scattered family in the countryside, He Wangchuan, come and see the methods of the Central Plains martial arts."

This was said with a few separate accents and a cough, which was like the tone of an old man who smoked too much.

“It’s less flavor.”

Chen Qiu looked at his current image in the bronze mirror. He thought for a while, waved the tobacco pot in his hand, and said to Qingqing who was holding his smile:

"Come on, braid me a braid, don't have that kind of braid, just like a little braid that is different from Ai Da."

"Senior brother, you pretend to be like you."

Qingqing laughed and walked forward, braiding Chen Qiu with her disheveled hair. Xiao Tie stood aside. He thought for a while and said to Chen Qiu:

"Brother, this body can be disguised, but martial arts cannot be disguised. As soon as your hand sword technique and Shuo Xuehanqi are used, those who are interested will notice you."

"I can, and there are more than those."

Chen Qiu might not have many advanced martial arts in his mind, but there are really many middle- and low-class martial arts. He waved his hand and signaled Xiao Tie not to worry.

After the braids were braided, he stood up and put on a tattered hat. He went out of White Horse Temple without delay.

As a result, as soon as I passed a yard, I saw a guy with a black face towel sneaking over the yard wall and touching Xiao Tie's wing room.

"That! Thieves!"

Chen Qiu turned his eyes and shouted with a loud voice, lifted up and down snow steps, held the black ice finger in his hand, and the cold air hit the sneaky figure.

The latter reacted very quickly. When he sensed the coldness, he turned around and slapped his hand and hit the palm, which was colliding with Xuanbing's fingers. Chen Qiu turned over and landed on the steps.

The man in front of him took two steps back and shook his wrist. The blue air flow dissipated and then removed the frost from his palm.

Seeing this familiar true energy, Chen Qiu said in a hoarse voice:

"Ha, it turns out that he is a noble disciple of Kunlun, a man outside the world, and he has also started to steal things?"

"You are a member of the Tongwu Cult?"

Hua Qing, who was called out to pieces, was shocked. He looked at the thin old man in front of him who was still braided with a braid, wearing a hat and a mask, and a cigarette pot around his waist.

There was a sound of chains on his wrist, and a small flying sickle hung under his hands, he said:

"I'm just having fun with my friends, but why did you come?"

"Don't ask more questions, I advise you to stop meddling in other people's business!"

Chen Qiu didn't answer. Seeing that Hua Qing was about to take action, he heard Xiao Tie and others coming outside the courtyard, so he turned over and carried the long river of lonely smoke. His body blew away like lonely smoke, and he disappeared outside the White Horse Temple with an ups and downs.

"Brother Hua! Why have you come to Luoyang too?"

Xiao Tie rushed into the yard with a sword box on his back and saw Hua Qing taking off the scarf on his face.

He called out in surprise, Hua Qing turned her head and her face returned to a smile. He pulled out the folding fan from his sleeve and opened it with a brush.

"I'm traveling around the world, come and join in the fun."

Hua Qing asked while shaking the fan:

"Xiao Tie, I encountered an expert's obstacle when I first came, and it was my kung fu of witch sect. Could that person come for you?"

"Oh, that one."

When Xiao Tie heard Hua Qing’s statement, he knew who he was talking about.

He grabbed the short hair with a little embarrassment and said to Hua Qing:

"That person...is my master's friend, named He Wangchuan. He is not from the Tongwu Sect, so Brother Hua doesn't have to worry."

"Your master's friend?"

Hua Qing narrowed her eyes and asked again:

"Where is Chen Qiu? Didn't he be in White Horse Temple?"

"Brother is out."

Xiao Tie lied again:

"Maybe he went to Taihang. My elder brother said he was not interested in this martial arts conference. He compared his sword skills with Yang Fu at noon and went out."

"It's like something he can do, he's afraid of trouble."

Hua Qing shrugged and said to Xiao Tie:

"I saw your sword in Quanzhou before. This time I came to Luoyang to listen to what you and Shen Qiu did in Liaodong.
Chapter completed!