The beautiful president's soldier king summoner

"Why? Could it be that his appearance is a super ugly monster that will scare me? Or is there poison on the mask?"

Lin Yun stopped and looked at Shan Tingyu.

Shan Tingyu was wearing a plain white kimono, covering all the scars on his body, and his long black hair flowed down like a waterfall, covering the purple cyan on his slender neck.There was an indescribable blush on her flowery pretty face, and she looked extraordinarily delicate and charming under the sway of her hands.

Shan Tingyu shook his head, opened his mouth softly, and said softly: "That's not true, but I'm afraid it will scare you."

"Oh. Then I want to see what this old man who hides his head and shows his tail looks like."

As soon as Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, he put the boy's mask on the old man's face.

The mask is a wrinkled face, the skin has shrunk into a ball, it is a haggard old man.

There is nothing special about this old man's appearance, neither ugly nor good-looking, just an ordinary old man.

The blood flowing out of the old man's seven orifices had already solidified, and his eyes widened, filled with unbelievable horror.

He seemed to be in disbelief that he, a martial artist in the realm of life and death, who could be called a master of martial arts, would die in the hands of an unknown young man.

He might also be shocked that Shan Tingyu would actually betray him at a critical moment.

No matter how miserable the old man's death was, these are all reasonable things, and Lin Yun didn't have any surprises.

From his face, Lin Yun couldn't find any clues that could explain that he was wearing a human skin mask and couldn't show his true face.

Turning his head, Lin Yun noticed that Shan Tingyu was biting his lip lightly, with a hint of panic on his face, as if he was afraid that Lin Yun would find out something.

"There must be something strange."

Lin Yun bent down again and looked at the dead old man's face, and found some abnormalities on his withered left cheek.

There seemed to be a blue mark on the old man's face, but it was covered by blood just now, Lin Yun didn't notice it immediately.

Lin Yun wiped away the blood on the old man's face, and suddenly found that the old man's face was really strange.

Yes, some are vulgar.

Some members even have ghosts tattooed on them to beg for their blessings.

However, very few people get tattoos on their faces.

As with Chinese tradition, if it is on the face, it is a kind of degrading.

Because, in ancient times, only the face of the prisoner would have tattoos, which was called "ink punishment", also known as tattoo punishment, tattooing face.

In the Water Margin, most of the Liangshan heroes have tattoos on their faces, because they are criminals themselves.Song Jiang also felt that tattooing on his face was a shame, so he tried every means to wash off the tattoos with water.

Lin Yun looked intently, and found that the old man's face was indeed tattooed, and it was in four characters - the punishment of exile.

In an instant, Lin Yun felt strange and inexplicable.

Before uncovering the mask, Lin Yun actually made a lot of assumptions in his heart.

Lin Yun even had the most absurd idea that this mask was not a human face.

However, Lin Yun never thought that the words "Punishment of Exile" would appear on the old man's face.

You know, the old man is the president of Yamada Club, and he is alone.

Moreover, the penalty of ink punishment was completely abolished in the Republic of China.

Although President Yamada is old, he will never exceed eight.Before he was born, the cruel criminal law of ink punishment had already been abolished.

What's more, President Yamada wore a mask on his face, clearly trying to cover up these four words, and he was ashamed of the four words in his heart.But why didn't he use potions or techniques to wash off the tattoos on his face?
The more Lin Yun thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out. He turned to look at Shan Tingyu, who must know something.

Shan Tingyu's face was ugly, extremely pale, and he shook his head after a while and said, "Although I know that there are words on his face, but I don't know how these words come from."

"Shan, what are you and the president of the Yamada Club?" Lin Yun asked.

"He is my grandfather."

After a long while, Shan Tingyu spoke in a voice that was almost a mosquito murmur.

"Grandpa"

Lin Yun opened his mouth wide.

The grandfather actually beat his granddaughter with a rope and whipped her.

The granddaughter colluded with outsiders and killed her grandfather.

Lin Yun felt that he really couldn't understand the thoughts of these people.

"You also think I'm cruel, don't you? I actually killed my grandfather." Shan Tingyu's beautiful eyes were full of tears.

She pointed at the two children of Qi and asked, "Could it be that you want the two to die? Crazy! My grandfather, he is already crazy. I have no other way! If you didn't appear suddenly, I would be a little There is no way."

Lin Yun is not an indecisive virgin.

In Lin Yun's opinion, no matter how many people like President Yamada want to sacrifice children to the evil god, no matter how many they die, it doesn't count as too many.

However, Lin Yun couldn't believe that Shan Tingyu was such a conscientious person.

Lin Yun thought about it again, whether it was the tattoo on President Yamada's face, the evil god he believed in, or Tingyu alone, although they were full of weirdness, they had nothing to do with him.

Lin Yun didn't bother to care about what these people wanted to do.

The purpose of Lin Yun's trip was to get Shan Tingyu to return the national treasure that Huachen had sold and the land she had to leave.

However, before Lin Yun could say it, Shan Tingyu had changed his face, and the tears on his face were wiped away. Instead, he had a coquettish smile on his waist, walked over slowly, and snuggled up to Lin Yun, Said softly: "Lin Yun, do you know that I
Lin Yun is not Liu Xiahui, who is calm and calm, he is used to seeing Nalan Ruobing, Quiet, Milan, all of which are rare and stunning.

Shan Tingyu's appearance is not the most outstanding among the few girls, but her demon rule is incomparable to others.

Lin Yun's brain was also blank for a moment when Shan Tingyu flung himself into his arms, feeling a little distracted.

However, Lin Yun pretended to be thinking about Nalan Ruobing, and he no longer had the slightest place to listen to the rain alone.

No matter how charming and charming the rain is, it is of no use.

Lin Yun didn't push Shan Tingyu away immediately, and whispered in her ear, "Shan, what do you want to do?"