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Chapter 70 The Art of Disguise

Duan Mingyu was moved when he thought of Ji Yunyi's appearance as a monster, so after learning about Ye Xun and Ji Yunyi's relationship, Duan Mingyu felt very uncomfortable. The scene of flirting with Ji Yunyi in the past kept coming to his mind. King Xiang was interested, and the goddess was ruthless! It turned out that the beauty already had something to do with her, so why bother to be upset?

Duan Mingyu smiled bitterly, "My God, who are you? Why did you appear in my room!"

A short dwarf old woman stood in front of Duan Mingyu at some point, which really scared Duan Mingyu.

"Haha! Brother Mingyu, you were actually tricked by me, giggle..." The old dwarf woman slowly pulled off her face with her hands, and the old dwarf woman suddenly turned into a little girl with pink carvings and jade pecking.

"Xiao Niang! It's you! How did you do it?" Duan Mingyu looked at Yang Zhaoniang who had changed a lot, and asked in a daze.

"Do you want to know? Then beg me, wow!" Yang Zhaoniang said proudly.

Duan Mingyu was speechless, "Do you little girl say it?"

"What can you do if you don't say it? Come on, ask me, hell..." Yang Zhaoniang ignored Duan Mingyu's threat at all. Her expression and face, tsk, that was so arrogant!

"Say or not!" Duan Mingyu's pupils flashed slightly with a hint of ruthlessness!

"If you don't say it, what are you going to do? If you dare to do something randomly, I will complain to Sister Yanyan and say you are bullying me... Humph!" Yang Zhaoniang was most afraid of Duan Mingyu's expression. This expression proved that this guy was going to use a trick.

"Three strings of candied haws!"

"If it doesn't work, I just won't tell you!" Yang Zhaoniang looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Five strings!"

"Don't try to use material temptation to draw out my secret!" Yang Zhaoniang waved her small fist and expressed her determination not to be moved by external things!

"Seven strings of candied haws!"

"Hmph, you are so vulgar. In your heart, is this girl so undesirable?" Yang Zhaoniang's expression seemed to be heartbroken! Duan Mingyu was about to go up to comfort the little girl, but Yang Zhaoniang said cunningly: "Is it okay to have ten serials?"

"Ga!" (The sound of someone's waist flashing)

"If you say something, I will spare you! Cough cough... I'm so sorry. I mean, if you explain it clearly, not to mention ten strings, one hundred strings of candied haws, there's no problem!" Duan Mingyu said confidently.

"Really!" Yang Zhaoniang's eye sperm suddenly began to shine, and she could actually blackmail this guy. Hehe, this kind of thing is rare in a century! Well, this girl must rob the rich and help the poor to strengthen the reputation of my Beggars' Sect!

"Of course it's true, even more true than pearls!" Duan Mingyu said righteously.

"Well, let's pull the hook first!"

"It's not good to do this, Zhaoniang, you are at least four years old this year, why are you still like a three-year-old child?" Duan Mingyu returned to her majestic appearance.

"You are four years old, I am ten years old this year!" Yang Zhaoniang said angrily.

Duan Mingyu was speechless, "You still know that you are ten years old, so why do you still play such a mentally retarded game!"

"Hmph, it's mainly because someone's integrity is too low, so I can only use mentally retarded methods to restrain him." Yang Zhaoniang fought back without showing any weakness.

"Bad, this top scholar's heaven is full, the ground is square, beautiful eyebrows, and foreskin..."

"Stop, does this have anything to do with integrity?" Yang Zhaoniang asked.

"Well, it seems, probably, it seems..."

"It seems that you have a look on your face. The word Duan Mingyu and integrity are inseparable from each other!" Yang Zhaoniang sighed regretfully, looked at Duan Mingyu with regret, and kept shaking her head.

"Okay, you are awesome, you are cruel, I will just let you do it!" Duan Mingyu said that he was no match for this girl, and hurriedly raised the white flag to surrender.

"Hehe, then hurry up, pull the hook and hang it, you won't change for a hundred years, um... You idiot, don't even pull the hook, little finger, use your little finger, well, print one with your thumb, um, okay, that's it, be good! Print another one!" Yang Zhaoniang finished pulling the hook with satisfaction, looking at Duan Mingyu's sick look, dejected and listless, as if she had died of her parents and no wife!

"Okay, now you should tell me how you did it just now!" Duan Mingyu said with a blank look at Yang Zhaoniang.

"For your sincere consultation, I will tell you, this is the legendary disguise technique!" Yang Zhaoniang raised her chin.

"Are you sure it's disguise, not plastic surgery?"

"Go to you, you've had plastic surgery!" Yang Zhaoniang touched her nose and said.

"Ahem, actually I don't mean that, you know, I mean our powerful sister Zhao Niang's disguise skills are really superb, and she is unprecedented and has no one to come. Thinking of the leisure of the world, I cried sadly!"

"I heard your tone, it seems that my disguise technique is very good and makes you very sad!" Yang Zhaoniang frowned.

"Another cough, my fault is all my fault. The first two sentences are expressed with emotion. The last two sentences are the tragic experience of the top scholar lamenting the sufferings of the people's livelihood and the great mountains and rivers and mountains!" Duan Mingyu pretended to be sad and wiped two drops of saliva on the corners of his eyes, pretending to be very realistic, it was really squeamish!

"Hmph, I believe you!" Yang Zhaoniang chopped her feet.

"By the way, Zhao Niang, is your disguise technique easy to practice? How long have you been learning it? Are you interested in teaching me a piece of it?" Duan Mingyu said lustfully.

"No interest, no mood!"

"One hundred strings!"

"It's useless to have ten thousand strings this time! Humph, this is the ancestral trick of my family's daughter and not men. Do you think you want to learn it if you want to! Besides, I did not practice until I was ten years old to be fake and real. Can you persevere?" Yang Zhaoniang put away her joking smile and said to Duan Mingyu seriously.

"Okay, it's such a weird rule to pass on women but not men!" Duan Mingyu said very unhappy.

If you only learn the superficial skills of disguise, it will be useless. Only by being able to use the fake and real level like Yang Zhaoniang, it will be worth learning! So Duan Mingyu was only cruel and ruthless, and eliminated the unrealistic idea of ​​learning the disguise skills.

Yang Zhaoniang said, "Hehe, where is my candied haws? Get it now!"

"You just said these two words and thought of a hundred candied haws? You think beautifully!" Duan Mingyu raised her feet and hummed, how many times have you dared to take advantage of the situation and robbery continuously. The lovely sister Zhao Niang, the consequences of blackmailing the top scorer are very serious!
Chapter completed!
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