Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Inside each box is a face that's alluring enough. Unknown dried flowers and spices are placed around it. Each face is different.

There are Xiaojiabiyu types, there are also frowning and resentful types, and of course there are also many beautiful and attractive faces.

The people behind the stall saw both Yun Ci and Yun Ci turning around, and their eyes under the cloak were looking at Yun Ci's face: "Little girl, a famous prostitute in the former dynasty, a concubine who brought disaster to the country and the people... As long as you trade your face, you Whatever face you want, I have it here."

Yun Ci saw a face at a glance. It was a face with slanted black eyebrows and a little cinnabar mole between the eyebrows. Even though his eyes were closed, he was still charming.

It feels inexplicably familiar, like...

Her fingers involuntarily tapped the plain white mask a few times.

Hearing this, he laughed: "You trade the face of the previous dynasty for the face of this dynasty? My face is not as good as yours."

After speaking, both Yunci and Xi Xingyuan's hands glowed with Dharma light at the same time. A golden trap surrounded the stall owner, and a blue chain bound the man's hands and feet.

Yun Ci had already pulled out the snow lamp in his hand and ducked behind the stall owner.

Although the white sword had no edge, it was extremely cold. When it was pressed against the stall owner's neck, just a hint of cold air cut through his skin.

Yun Ci sneered and reached out to lift off his cloak: "You are so sneaky. Since you want my face, why not be honest with me?"

The stall owner suddenly smiled: "Little girl, how can you expose someone's disguise when you are away from home?"

Xi Xingyuan was in front of the stall, and happened to see that the wound separated by the sword energy was not flowing red blood, but a thin wisp of red mist.

Seeing Yun Ci's move to take off his cloak, he frowned and hurriedly stopped him: "Wait!"

But it is already late.

The cloak opened by itself, blowing a red mist towards Yun Ci, and the people and stalls under the cloak disappeared in the mist.

The red mist came too quickly. Even though Yun Ci had an evil warding charm on his body, a golden wall of defensive light was formed around him between the lightning and flint.

But the red mist made a purring sound, and a hole was revealed in the golden light wall in the blink of an eye.

If you look carefully, you can see where the red mist is. It is clearly a group of red flying insects the size of ants!

Yun Ci made quick gestures and pinched his hand to transform into an ice dragon, freezing all the insects in front of him. Ice-blue flames burned, and the red mist turned into black ashes.

When the ashes fell to the ground, Yun Ci suddenly felt a sting in his left hand.

She quickly raised her hand and saw that there was already a thin red line on her wrist as wide as a fingernail as patina.

Right across his wrist.

Xi Xingyuan quickly stepped forward and held Yun Ci's wrist. When he saw the red line, he frowned.

"I saw those bugs flying out of his body just now." Xi Xingyuan only felt that the red lines on the white wrist were slightly dazzling, and he only asked, "Do you feel anything is wrong?"

The spiritual energy was useless to it, and the presence of the bug was not felt. The red line on the wrist was like a wound accidentally scratched by Yun Ci while practicing his sword.

There was nothing wrong with his body, it was like a scar from a small wound.

Yun Ci shook his head and focused on the ashes on the ground.

She can emerge silently from the induction array set up by her and Xi Xingyuan, and can also easily leave the trapped array.

It is clear that every place needs spiritual energy, but the cultivation level is not noticed.

There are also insects...

Xi Xingyuan looked at the corpse of the insect and considered it: "I have heard that there is a tribe in southern Xinjiang who are good at controlling insects and feed them with their bodies. The method of cultivation is different from ours. They don't use spiritual power, they just rely on themselves. Gu insect."

Unlike monks who absorb spiritual energy to expand their meridians, they only rely on the Gu insects they raise. The stronger the Gu insects, the stronger their abilities.

Yun Ci nodded. No wonder his appearance and disappearance formations were useless to him.

"But what should you do?" Xi Xingyuan sighed.

Yun Ci held the snow lamp in his hand and cut out the piece of flesh with red lines.

He did all the operations without blinking an eye or saying a word.

Wounds in the Nascent Soul realm heal very quickly, and by the time Xi Xingyuan reacted, the wound had already healed.

Xi Xingyuan: "..." So the sword cultivator really doesn't understand romance, it's so scary.

Yun Ci looked silently at the bright red lines on the newly grown flesh, and sighed: "It seems it's really a poison."

The reason why people in Southern Xinjiang are frightened is because of their secret techniques that are not spread to outsiders and the magical poisons they spread.

There are rumors that the Gu insects in Southern Xinjiang can bring the dead back to life and make flesh from bones. It is also rumored that every Gu cultivator in Southern Xinjiang can only cure the poison they themselves have created.

Yun Ci was surprised: "He is a Gu cultivator, why did he come to sell beauty noodles? Where did he get so many of them?" You can't dig up people's graves, right?

Xi Xingyuan had already put down Yun Ci's hand and was thinking: "Maybe this business is indeed profitable."

After thinking about how crazy the world is today... Yun Ci fell into rare silence.

Suddenly, she slapped her forehead: "I wonder why that face is so familiar!" She turned to look at Xi Xingyuan with a heavy gaze, "Do you think that face... looks a lot like Ji Peng?"

Xi Xingyuan naturally also saw the face with cinnabar moles. He thought about it carefully and found that it really looked like the gender-transformed version of Jipeng.

Yun Ci asked in a daze: "Jipeng...does he have any sisters?"

Xi Xingyuan: "As far as I know...no."

Jipeng was also born in the mortal world. Wen Yinzhi ranked first in the list of geniuses after becoming a Nascent Soul in his thirties. Both Ji Peng and Xi Xingyuan took forty years to successfully reach the Nascent Soul realm.

Before Yun Ci had reached his 20th Nascent Soul, this was already a very good generation.

Even if he had sisters alive, they would already be old and no longer young.

If there is really a sister who died young and had her face dug out, I'm afraid Ji Peng will be angry.

Yun Ci nodded faintly: "Then...oh haha."

Since Jipeng has no sisters alive, how did he get this shame?

It's already the third update, and Jipeng who smashed the flower statue has not yet sent back any news.

No news is the worst news.

I'm afraid something happened to Ji Peng.

Yun Ci put away his sword and threw a teleportation array: "Let's go back and see if Ji Peng is still alive."

Xi Xingyuan opened his mouth, seeing how energetic she was, then closed his mouth, and Hou Yunci stepped into the teleportation array.

In another deep alley, a wandering merchant holding a red lantern turned his head to look at the flash of Dharma light.

Then he whispered to a huddled and crying figure in the alley: "Girl, do you want to change your face? I only need a drop of your blood to escape the sea of ​​suffering."

The crying voice was frightened by the sudden sound, and then tremblingly raised half of its face to look at the wandering merchant.

Under the dim candlelight, half of the raised face was scarred by fire.

The red flesh was intertwined with blue and purple marks, and the body still hurt from being bullied and stabbed by needles. A pair of dark eyes burst out with hatred under the candlelight.

She answered word for word: "I will change."