Yan Qingrui said in a lost voice: "Did you change his face?"

The monk gave a thumbs up: "I guessed right, add ten, but there is no prize! The monk chose two people, combined their skins, made a brand new face, and used it for the beggar. Unexpectedly, the monk's medical skills were up to another level and he succeeded. The monk is a good person who does good deeds without leaving a name. Not only did he not leave his name, he did not write it into his diary. Now, the monk remembered that he had to come for a follow-up visit after so many years. As he walked, he came here!"

Everyone was very disappointed. The monk said a lot, mixed with some unintelligible words. In just ten sentences, there were a few words that were boasting. His dancing eyebrows and fingers were completely different from the image of a solemn monk who had just been solemn.

It’s okay that the people of the Xiahou family have seen it. The younger generations of the Nangong family and the elites of the Baili family all have wonderful expressions on their faces.

After Xu Yun finished speaking, he said proudly at Yan Qingrui: "Am I very powerful? Face-changing techniques? There is a family of demon gods in the sky and underground. There is no other semicolon. Little girl, if you want to change your face in the future, I won't charge you for surgery!"

After hearing his words, everyone looked at Yan Qingrui unconsciously. What other woman with such a beautiful appearance would change her face?

Baili Zemu sneered: "So that's it!"

Yan Qingrui said, "God, why are you bragging about it? You said that you are the only one who can change your face. Look at the person next to you, he also has a face of someone else?"

Xuyun sneered: "That's called changing faces? That's just wearing a mask." He turned to Baili Zemu: "Your true face has been revealed. Everyone knows that you are Baili Zemu and not Nangong Heng. Why are you still holding Nangong Heng's face? Are you trying to enter the Nangong family's ancestral tomb?"

Baili Zemu snorted coldly, not knowing whether he was being aroused or really didn't want to press against Nangong Heng's face anymore. He rubbed his ears slightly and took off a layer of human skin mask on his face in front of everyone.

After the mask was opened, a slightly pale but very handsome face appeared. If it weren't for the cold expression on the face, it would be elegant and handsome, quite extraordinary. If you look closely, you can see that he and Baili Xiufeng are indeed father and son, four or five minutes alike.

Yan Qingrui understood why he dressed up as Nangong Heng and had to wear a bronze mask on his face. After all, this is a human skin mask. The expression on his face is easy to see through, and it is of course much easier to show his eyes.

Xiahou Haohai immediately shouted: "Baili Zemu, it's really you, you bastard!"

Originally, he brought the elites of the Xiahou family to attack the Nangong family, but there were so many hidden stories about the incident back then. His hatred for Baili Zemu was far greater than that for Nangong Heng.

Nangong Heng was framed by Baili Zemu's conspiracy and calculations. Although he had the responsibility to know people, the death of his second brother and younger sister was not his original intention after all.

On the roof of the archway, there was only three feet above the place, Baili Zemu and Xuyun each occupied one. After Baili Zemu recovered his original appearance, his cold eyes like a poisonous snake swept to Xuyun: "Where did you come out?"

This monk was so weird that he felt a little threatened from the bottom of his heart.

Xuyun pointed to the ground and said, "Climbed up!"

Baili Zemu suddenly raised his hand and hit Xuyun with a puff of needles: "Then you go down!"
Chapter completed!