Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

At nightfall in Yingyang Valley, most people stay at home and there are few pedestrians on the road.

The only place that is still lively at midnight is the street market at the junction of the four major families.

There are merchants from the four major families everywhere, and there are also many places of extravagance.

Changqing took Dan Ji out and came to an uninhabited forest, and changed her into the night clothes he brought with him.

Oh, to be precise, it should be changed into night clothes for Mo Tong.

In order not to leave traces of purchase, this set of clothes was made by him. It is a bit rough, but it is enough to serve as a camouflage.

"Have you remembered everything I told you, Mo Tong?"

"Mom, I remember."

Mo Tong nodded, but his voice was no longer the childish voice of a few days ago.

When it has reached a sufficiently proficient level of control over flesh and blood, it is not difficult to control Dan Ji's body to make different sounds.

"Go ahead."

Chang Qing didn't call its name, so Mo Tong didn't respond, and turned and disappeared into the night.

He walked calmly towards the street market.

When he came to the bustling street market, he had a clear purpose and went straight to the brothel.

The largest brothel in the street market was called Yan Yang Lou, and its location was conspicuous, so Chang Qing found the place easily.

He walked in calmly, and the madam saw that he was dressed like a rich young man, so she immediately invited him in.

He called a prostitute at random, and he chose a seat he liked and sat down.

It was not difficult for him to please such a scene. Chang Qing just pretended to be in a bad mood and drank alone, and chatted with the prostitute who poured wine beside him from time to time.

Of course, in order to dispel the prostitute's concerns, he was very generous. Without saying a few words, he had already thrown her a piece of spirit stone as a reward, which made the other party's eyes shine.

But his eyes kept looking around secretly.

Finally, he found the target.

Seeing him stand up, the prostitute beside him asked hurriedly.

"Sir, where are you going?"

"To the toilet."

Chang Qing responded expressionlessly.

"Then I will accompany you."

"No need, I'm not used to it."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the toilet.

The toilet was in the backyard. When Chang Qing arrived, Mo Tong had already succeeded.

On the ground, there was a naked male corpse, and half of his clothes had been replaced by Mo Tong.

This person was named Ling Yu Xiaoliang, and he was one of the loyal followers of Ling Yu Junhui, the heir of the Jun branch of the academy.

In recent days in the lecture hall, Chang Qing has been looking for an opportunity.

What opportunity?

A cat for a prince.

After all, these disciples are teenagers in their teens and have no scruples when speaking, so some information such as itinerary can easily reach his ears.

Tonight, Ling Yu Junhui set up a table in Yanyang Tower to entertain several of his younger brothers to celebrate his advancement to the realm of Shuhu Jiuzhuan.

And Mo Tong had already controlled Dan Ji's body and ambushed near the toilet.

With the strength of Dan Ji's body, it is easy to do this quietly.

The reason why he was able to accurately kill the right person was because Chang Qing had made preparations long before the two of them went out.

After repeated experiments, he found that as long as a part of Mo Tong's flesh and blood was left in the body, a certain connection with it could be formed in the mind.

This is also similar to the piece of holy meat in Ling Yu Wenyong's cave, which further proves Chang Qing's idea.

Relying on the connection of the mind, it is not surprising that he can accurately tell Mo Tong when to take action.

At this time, Mo Tong had already changed Ling Yu Xiaoliang's clothes.

Its body shape has also undergone tremendous changes.

The originally tall figure became a little shorter, the shoulders and waist became wider, the arms became thicker, and even the skin became much darker.

After a while, the body of Dan Ji under its control was 70% similar to the corpse on the ground.

But its face still did not change completely.

This was the power of Dan Ji's body. The body was cultivated to the realm of white jade, and the flesh and blood around the body could be controlled freely.

Simply changing the shape and form is as easy as pie.

Seeing that Mo Tong in front of him had changed from a graceful beauty to an ordinary man in the blink of an eye, Chang Qing hurried to check to see if there was anything wrong.

After looking up and down, he patted Mo Tong's swollen chest and said a little speechlessly.

"Put it away, Mo Tong."

"Mom, put it away."

Looking at the mountain turning into a plain, Chang Qing said again.

"The voice is a little rougher, but it still doesn't look like her, Mo Tong."

"Mother, what about now?"

Mo Tong's voice has become much rougher, and it can already be mistaken for the real thing.to the point.

But its appearance is still slightly different from the corpse on the ground.

There is no way, the facial features of a person are very delicate. Although Mo Tong has been trying his best to control it, he can't make it exactly the same for a while.

Chang Qing had to take out a knife from his bosom and put it on the chin of the corpse.

He didn't know when someone would come to the toilet, so he had to hurry.

Just as he was about to cut, a scream suddenly came from not far away.

Mo Tong acted quickly, and before the screaming person could react, he was pressed against the wall by it like lightning. Its big hand pinched the person's face tightly, and the other party couldn't scream for a moment.

Chang Qing walked over and saw that the other party was the prostitute who accompanied him to drink.

She was looking at the corpse on the ground with horror on her face, shaking with fear and tears streaming down her face.

Chang Qing only smelled a fishy smell coming, and it turned out that the prostitute in front of him had been frightened to incontinence.

Mo Tong looked at Chang Qing, obviously waiting for his order, whether to take action or not.

"I, I didn't see anything, please spare me, please spare me."

The prostitute begged for mercy tremblingly, her words incoherent.

Chang Qing handed the knife to Mo Tong, signaling him to let go.

"Mo Tong, go cut off the man's face and put it on your face."

Mo Tong took the knife, let go of the prostitute, and obediently followed the order.

The prostitute's feet softened and she was about to collapse to the ground, but Chang Qing held her shoulders.

Before she could say anything more about begging for mercy, a strong feeling of suffocation came over her instantly.

A pair of hands had already grabbed her neck.

The strength was so great that she was lifted up directly, and she couldn't make any sound.

The woman struggled silently and fiercely, but it was useless.

Chang Qing looked at the woman's violently shaking pupils in front of him expressionlessly.

In the pupil, the scene of Mo Tong carefully cutting off the skin of the corpse with a knife was reflected.

It carefully put the warm skin on its face, looking grotesque and terrifying.

Soon after, the light in the woman's eyes went out.

And Mo Tong also came over and put his face in front of Chang Qing.

Chang Qing threw the woman's body to the ground and carefully examined Mo Tong again.

There was still a circle of blood around Mo Tong's face, but its facial features were no different from the dead Ling Yu Xiaoliang.

The cut human face had completely penetrated into its skin without any flaws.

Chang Qing took out a blood control spirit.

The inferior yellow spirit can control a certain amount of blood at close range.

Chang Qing activated the blood control spirit and turned all the blood stains on Mo Tong's cheeks and body into fine blood beads, which flew into the toilet without leaving any trace.

"Say one more thing, Mo Tong."

Chang Qing looked it up and down for the last time and said.

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing, no need to say, it has reached the point where it is hard to tell the truth from the false, just disguised for one night, no one can tell."

He nodded with satisfaction, took out a small box from his arms and handed it to Mo Tong.

"Do as I say, always keep in touch with me with the piece of flesh and blood you left in my body, stay calm in any situation, and if you are exposed, come back to me immediately, remember, Mo Tong."

"Mom, don't worry, Mo Tong will do it well."