i have a sword fairy

The combination of sword eyebrows, star eyes, and straight nose is just right, and the lips are also healthy and ruddy arc...

There is a kind of heroism of a seven-foot man, but it is delicate and rough, but just right.

The curvature of the entire face at the edge is also re-outlined exquisitely and smoothly.

Coupled with the 'freshly baked' fair skin.

Handsome and heroic.

all of these.

It's like a rough carved statue being taken over by a sensitive and talented sculptor and carefully designed while retaining some elements.

It's been reshaped.

Handsome meets self-consciousness and... a certain harsh aesthetic.

Gui said, "Zhao Rong, your new face is really good, but it's not the most handsome man I've ever seen."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then laughed: "Then I'll take it as a compliment? Wait, are you going to add later that the most handsome man you've ever seen... is actually the Great Sword Spirit himself?"

Gui curled his lips, and didn't answer the question to explain that he had deviated from his guess by thousands of miles.

It took another look at Zhao Rong's pleasing appearance, and added:

"Besides, from what I see now, your picture is indeed handsome and distinctive, but she is handsome but full of heroism, not the kind of neutral and feminine who is so handsome that she can compete with women. Well, it's pretty good."

Zhao Rong blinked, if the sword spirit had said that before, then it was likely that Yin and Yang were provoking him.

Yet now.

Well, it's the first time in his life to be praised so much by someone other than himself, and the picky and poisonous Sword Spirit?

Just as Zhao Rong wanted to say something modest, Gui suddenly said:

"So, it's not right, it's very wrong."

Zhao Rong answered subconsciously, "What's wrong?"

Sword Spirit's tone was firm: "According to the logic, it is impossible for you to become handsome."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Chapter 563 Staring at the Abyss

Zhao Rong's head was full of black lines at this time.

But soon, he chewed from Gui's tone, it didn't seem to be a poisonous tongue and a joke.

"how do I say this?"

Gui Zhizhi said: "This matter is very wrong. According to the principle, the magical effect of the pure white cold palace is only to heal the wounds of the dying person, and the physical state returns to normal. The emphasis is on the word 'as usual'."

Zhao Rong was thoughtful.

It said seriously: "So, it can only restore your physical body to its original state, not make the user handsome."

"Besides, although human appearance is divided into beauty and ugliness, these are just people's subjective feelings. In objective reality, there is no distinction between beauty and ugliness. It is the same for heaven. Reshape the body, no one takes the lead, where it will specifically shape you in a handsome direction, even if it is a random reshape, it is most likely to be ugly."

Zhao Rong put forward a different opinion, and said seriously: "What if Tiandao just thinks I should be this handsome?"

Return: "..."

It choked for a while, and calmly said: "Can you stop interrupting and analyze the abnormality for you, be careful of being secretly calculated."

Zhao Rong nodded, "Okay, you continue."

With that said, he turned his head and looked at the sinful abyss next to him, and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

Gui thought for a while, and asked him, "In your memory, when you were reshaped by the pure white cold palace in the dragon coffin of the main hall, did you have any special feelings when you first woke up, or did you find something strange?"

Zhao Rong walked to the edge of the cliff and took another step back, because the wind below was too strong, creating a cyclone, and if he got too close, his body would become unstable and roll down.

He squatted down, looked down at the dark scene below, and thought for a while.

"It's a special feeling... Is it a bit heavy for sleeves?"

Returning to the straight face, "It doesn't count."

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes, seeming to recall, "Although she looks thin, she is actually... chubby, pressing on me... Does this count..."

Gui Mei interrupted angrily: "It's a hammer! I don't care how she feels, you should be serious."

Zhao Rong nodded vigorously, frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head seriously: "There are not many abnormal sensations in the body, the only thing that can feel different from before should be... cough cough... it should be the hateful dragon, it seems Not dead yet."

He is really serious.

"???"

I really don't want to understand in seconds.

It wanted to scold people, but it also knew that what Zhao Rong said was the truth. The pure white cold palace and the spiritual sculpting body seemed to not only reshape and restore his body, but also seemed to restore a certain magic dragon, and his body shape and so on It's fixed.

Because this is the original state of the dragon before he died.

But Zhao Rong has nothing to be ashamed to say, his relationship with Sword Spirit... Well, it's almost indistinguishable from each other, it's time to read it long ago... Wait, this seems to refer to him, if you return, Zhao Rong Haven't seen what it really looks like.

From this point of view, he seems to be at a disadvantage.

Sword Spirit suddenly asked: "Then have you noticed anything unusual about Luo Xiu?"

Zhao Rong shook his head, "She was... resting and panting, and then she pretended to be asleep. I didn't find anything unusual about her. Wait, you mean... maybe she led the reshaping of my physical body?"

Gui thought for a while, and said in an uncertain tone: "Probably not, she just provided the pure white cold palace, and she has the motive to make you more handsome, but Luo Xiu probably doesn't have the ability to lead the body to reshape."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and his eyes narrowed: "Could it be... that I'm so handsome in the first place, but my appearance has been covered up, or it's because of the acquired environment?"

Between the two, the atmosphere was silent for a while.

Gui shook his head, "Obviously, not."

Zhao Rong: "..."

"Could it be... that I have the blood of the Immemorial Liren in my body? Was it activated this time?"

"Obviously, it's not. The Li family is tall and beautiful, so you can tell."

Zhao Rong: "..."

He was speechless, and directly waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, if it is really done by someone behind the scenes, I have to thank them for making me handsome."

Zhao Rong felt that Jian Ling was a little too suspicious.

He changed the subject directly, "Hello, return."

"What is this seat called?"

Zhao Rong pointed to the dark abyss below, "I saw it."

"See what? You can see it in such darkness?"

"No, I mean Qiufeng."

Zhao Rong shook his head and said earnestly, "I can see that the autumn wind and autumn air blowing from below... is full of energy."

"Pale golden air."

Return to silence.

Zhao Rong squatted on the edge of the cliff, lowered his head and squinted.

It seems to be looking at the abyss, and it seems to be remembering.

"Guild, do you still remember what I said, that I saw a majestic cauldron made of Qi condensed on the top of the Moon Sacrifice Mountain? That tripod was light golden in color, with four legs and two ears, and a square shape..."

Nodding back, after Zhao Rong practiced the 'Heart Lake Evil Dragon Technique', his eyes had some hopeful power.

Zhao Rong nodded, and pointed to the 'autumn wind' blowing from the bottom up, "The source of the air on the pale golden mountain top cauldron is the wind blowing up from this abyss of sin..."

"Guild, we are indeed inside Jiyue Mountain now."

Zhao Rong chuckled, and then asked: "Gui, do you know these pale golden qi? Is it dragon qi, or evil spirit, or is it the magic power exposed by a certain power? Has the power been sealed underneath? Or... there is some peerless treasure below."

Sword Spirit was quiet for a while, then chose to shake his head, "I don't know. I don't know."

Zhao Rong nodded, and didn't ask about the pale golden Qi and the majestic four-legged tripod.

Gui Jing calmed down, but persuaded: "Zhao Rong, don't look down any further, be careful of falling down. I can feel that there is an unknown danger below. There may be some things beyond your knowledge in this place. , and this weird ruin too, you better not wander around..."

Zhao Rong smiled and half-truthfully said: "Unknown danger also means opportunity... How about I fall off a cliff and try? I don't seem to have fallen off the cliff yet, maybe I can find a big opportunity down there. "

Gui frowned, this time he didn't hit Zhao Rong, Yin Yang or use aggressive methods:

"Don't make trouble, this is not a place where you can wander and explore in Fuyao Realm now, let's go first, remember the way to get in here, and explore later when you have the strength and confidence."

Zhao Rong nodded and looked around.

He noticed that a certain sword spirit seemed to be hiding something from him.

But Zhao Rong wasn't going to ask.

He turned away from the cliff.

Before leaving, Zhao Rong turned his head and stared at the sinful abyss below his eyes.

He always felt... There seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the abyss of sin.

……

Xiaoyu finally returned to the hall by the cliff and found Zhao Rong.

She didn't know why she ran before.

Anyway, her ignorant intuition told her that if a girl blushed and shy, she would just run away.

This point seems to be an essential skill for girls in any era, and it can be learned without a teacher.

Before Xiaoyu returned, he had actually figured out and confirmed one thing, that is...

This Young Master Zhao is really handsome.

When she met Mr. Zhao in Xingzi Town before, she didn't think he was very handsome, but only thought he was quite well-looking.

And now, after Mr. Zhao was rescued by Sister Xiu'er and recovered from his injuries, Xiaoyu felt that his reshaped face was really handsome.

It's not that she hasn't seen the handsome young man facing the wind before, but it's not as intense and attractive as Zhao Rong who just walked out of the dragon's coffin.

The very young Xiaoyu used to roughly divide the men he met into good-looking and bad-looking before, and he didn't treat them differently. After all, the little girl knows what love is.

But how could she have imagined that today she encountered an 'unreasonable accident'.

Xiao Li Nu, who has always been ignorant of certain things, doesn't know how to describe the visual sense brought to her by Zhao Rong's appearance.

It's as if... Mr. Zhao's heroic appearance is completely based on her aesthetic preference, or... it is completely based on the aesthetic preference of all the divorced women including Xiaoyu, stepping on every one of them. Like the key points.

This is a look that can make all the cold and proud Li girls stare sideways. There is a kind of attraction from the depths of the blood, which is difficult to ignore.

……

And if Zhao Rong's brand-new appearance falls in the eyes of other normal human women, it is just a normal handsome and seductive. It may be very good-looking, but it will never be something that will shock the heavens and humans for thousands of years.

Just like a certain sword spirit's comment not long ago.

As for Xiaoyu's sudden blush just now, most of it was because Mr. Zhao's appearance was too lethal to Li girls...

At this moment, the little girl has calmed down outside.

She no longer blushed hotly, washed her face, calmed down for a while and returned.

With a sullen face, Xiaoyu found Zhao Rong who was wandering around in the main hall.

The task she left behind hasn't been completed yet, so she can't just leave.

And one of the most important tasks is to promise sister Xiu'er to send this Mr. Zhao out.

Zhao Rong and Xiaoyu didn't say much when they met this time.

Except that after the latter saw the former's face, he couldn't help but quietly speed up his heartbeat and blushed slightly.

Under Zhao Rong's curious gaze, Xiaoyu first tidied up the dragon coffin, then took out the solemn underworld robe of Emperor Dali, put it in the dragon coffin, and arranged the tomb.

Then she took out a small four-legged bronze tripod and put it back into the empty dragon coffin.

Everything is restored to the previous arrangement.

However, Zhao Rong's pupils shrank slightly the moment he saw the small four-legged bronze tripod.