The whole world is taking my CP wrong

Jin Ziwan thought he was hallucinating.

Seeing that he was not moving, Pei Zhao tilted his head and repeated: "Take off your clothes."

Jin Ziwan: "..."

Pei Zhao didn't seem to know what he said at all, and was still a little confused: "Why don't you take it off?"

Jin Ziwan knew Pei Zhao's character, and he certainly wouldn't think about the romantic side, but it was a bit too unexpected for him to let himself take off his clothes without matching the preface and the afterword.

Pei Zhao's black and white eyes looked at him.

Jin Ziwan gritted his teeth and took off his belt.

Something even more unexpected happened, Pei Zhao began to untie his belt.

Jin Ziwan was stunned, and his movements stopped.

Pei Zhao took off his plain white robe embroidered with snow patterns on his own. When he looked up, he found that Jin Ziwan hadn't taken it off again, but was staring at him blankly.

Pei Zhao thought that it was because he was taking off so slowly because he used to be served by someone, and he would not take off such cumbersome clothes by himself, so Grandmaster Pei simply bypassed the small table in front of him and went directly to help Jin Zi take off late.

Jin Ziwan's eyes widened, and he said anxiously: "Grandmaster Pei—"

"Wanwan, there is a Feiliu spring in front of me, the scenery is very beautiful, do you want to—"

Gu Zhaohong originally wanted to ask Jin Ziwan to get out of the carriage to see the beautiful scenery, but he just lifted the curtain and leaned in. When he saw this scene, he was struck by lightning.

Pei Zhao, who had taken off his coat and only put on his underwear, was reaching over to undress Jin Ziwan!

Gu Zhaohong's throat rolled, and he asked with difficulty: "What are you... doing?"

The two disheveled people turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

When Jin Ziwan saw him, it was as if he had seen a savior: "Master Pei told me to take off my clothes!"

Gu Zhaohong: "..."

Gu Zhaohong couldn't believe his ears.

Seeing him coming, Grandmaster Pei loosened Jin Ziwan's belt and said slowly, "You're here, then take it off for him."

Gu Zhaohong looked at it? Jin Ziwan, the meaning in his eyes was - why did Grandmaster Pei ask you to take off your clothes?

Jin Ziwan was at a loss.

Gu Zhaohong looked at Pei Zhao again—why did Master Pei take off his clothes?

Jin Ziwan was still at a loss.

But Pei Zhao never messed around, so Gu Zhaohong simply sneaked in and took off Jin Ziwan's red dress with his own hands.

Jin Ziwan was obviously a lot more obedient now, allowing Gu Zhaohong to take off his clothes.

Maybe he's used to it, after all, Gu Shaoxia does this every day.

Pei Zhao reached out and picked up his red dress, put it on himself, and threw his white dress to Jin Ziwan: "Put it on."

Both Jin Ziwan and Gu Zhaohong were taken aback.

Pei Zhao explained: "The art of disguise is not just a face change. A person's demeanor, pace, posture, and even unconscious preferences all need to be changed in order to completely become another person."

That's it!

"Time is tight, and there is not much time for you to learn slowly," Pei Zhao said, "Then start from the most direct place. From now until the end of your disguise, you are not allowed to wear red clothes anymore, only red clothes are allowed. White."

Jin Ziwan understood what he meant, and felt quite reasonable, thinking that Pei Zhao is worthy of being a young god, a legendary figure, just a simple disguise, and yet he is different from ordinary people?

So he obediently picked up Pei Zhao's white robe and put it on over the obscene clothes.

Pei Zhao was wearing the robe belt of Jin Jinwan's dress, and after a while, he finally choked out a word: "Zhaohong."

Gu Zhaohong was arranging Jin Ziwan's coat when he heard Pei Zhao call him and answered absent-mindedly: "The disciple is here."

Pei Zhao asked, "Aren't you going to feed Xiao Jin?"

Gu Zhaohong: "..."

Pei Zhao's figure was also well-balanced, but he had to take a breath when he tied the belt of Jin Ziwan's dress.

Gu Shaoxia was very distressed.

How can I make him fatter...

***

Feng Qi Dian and the Martial Arts League are not far away, and they arrived after a few days of leisurely traveling.

One day before the Martial Arts League, Pei Zhao taught Jin Ziwan how to do it? The essence of disguise, Jin Ziwan benefited a lot. Although he also generally knew some disguise techniques before, compared with Pei Zhao, there is still a difference many.

When Jin Ziwan and Pei Zhao got off the carriage, he really turned into an ordinary man, and there was no trace of that stunning or gorgeous face at all.

The gate of the Martial Arts League is very imposing. Seeing them coming, a guard saluted them and went in to announce them. After a while, they heard a hearty voice: "But Nephew Gu Xian is here?"

Hearing this, Gu Zhaohong raised his head and clasped his fists: "President Ling."

Jin Ziwan stood behind Gu Zhaohong and looked over at the sound. He saw that the person was tall and tall. Although he was a bit older, he still had sword eyebrows and star eyes. The beautiful beard under the chin could vaguely tell that he was young. His demeanor is precisely Ling Qiufeng, the martial arts leader who is about to step down.

Ling Qiufeng laughed loudly, patted Gu Zhaohong on the shoulder to signal that he didn't need to be polite, then he saw Gu Yin again from the corner of the eye: "Isn't this Xiao Yin? I haven't seen you for many years, and you have grown up too."

Gu Yin frowned: "It can be said that it is true. The last time I saw Uncle Ling, I seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old."

Ling Qiufeng also had some memories of the past when he said it, and smiled when he came back to his senses: "Time is not forgiving, I think that when I took office, I passed by Fengqiding, you were just three years old, and you still staggered when you walked .”

Jin Ziwan listened from behind, and made up his mind, Gu Yin is now in his twenties, 20 years ago when he was three years old, Ling Qiufeng took office, can he be worthy?

Although Jin Ziwan changed his appearance, but Pei Zhao had a handsome face and was wearing a red dress with a tall and straight figure. Ling Qiufeng inevitably took a second look, and when he saw the strangeness, he asked one more question: "I don't know who is this?" ——?”

The few of them lied in private, and Gu Zhaohong first introduced Jin Ziwan: "This is the child of my distant relatives, and he can be regarded as my cousin. His surname is Wang, and he is the second eldest in the family. Leader Ling can call him Wang Er." .”

Then he talked about Pei Zhao: "This is Wang Er's younger brother—"

Pei Zhao said flatly, "Just call me Wang Da."

Ling Qiufeng: "..."

This name is a bit perfunctory, blinding such a pretty face for nothing.

Besides, the elder brother and younger brother are too different in appearance.

The younger brother is cold and handsome, but the older brother is too ordinary, thin and dark, no one will say that this is a family of brothers.

Jin Ziwan and Pei Zhao looked at each other.

Originally, Pei Zhao planned to call himself Jin Ziwan's older brother. After all, he looked five or six years older than Jin Ziwan, but after Jin Ziwan changed his appearance, he not only turned black and ugly, but even looked older. , and it would be too unbelievable to say that Pei Zhao is his elder brother, so he called himself his younger brother.

When Pei Zhao introduced himself, Jin Ziwan was still laughing at himself.

People in their 90s are obviously the same generation as your great-grandson, and now they are transformed into elder brothers.

Ling Qiufeng also shook his head in his heart, it seems that the two brothers may not have the same father and mother.

But he murmured in his heart that it was all a matter of his heart. On the surface, Ling Qiufeng did a good job. After greeting them one by one, he welcomed them into the main hall of the Wulin League, and arranged for guards to arrange their luggage and entourage properly. .

Ling Qiufeng took his seat in the main hall, and a maid served tea, and he smiled a little: "I don't know how Zhaohong's preparations are going?"

Gu Zhaohong also sat down, and smiled: "Just do your best."

"Your mentality is very good," Ling Qiufeng stroked his beard in approval, "If you put too much emphasis on the result in everything, you will lose a lot of fun."

Gu Zhaohong nodded: "Leader Ling has been exhausted for the past 20 years, and now he can let go of the burden and enjoy his grandchildren."

As soon as the grandson was mentioned, Ling Qiufeng couldn't hide the smile on his face: "To be honest, I have long been looking forward to the day when I will step down, and spending more time with my precious grandson is what I want. "

While talking? He shook his head: "Time is not forgiving. 20 years ago, I was full of ambition and hesitated, and I refused to accept the sunset, but now the pride and ambition are gone, and I just want to go back to the field and take off my armor."

"It is also thanks to Leader Ling's lofty ambitions that the world has been able to remain peaceful for the past 20 years," Gu Shaoxia is well versed in the way of conversation, and can chat with people happily without showing any traces. "It's a blessing in the world."

Jin Ziwan reached for the teacup, took a sip, and covered the smile on his lips.

Gu Shaoxia is pretty good at playing bureaucratic.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Pei Zhao, who was staring at the mid-air in front of him, as if he was letting go.

This room, Gu Zhaohong and Ling Qiufeng were happily chatting, when suddenly another guard from the Martial Arts League came in to announce: "Leader, the people from Lanying Valley have arrived."

Jin Ziwan's hand holding the teacup paused, he was not in the mood to enjoy the tea leisurely, and slowly put the porcelain cup on the table.

Lanying Valley.

Luo Qianyu.

To his surprise, when he heard that people from Lanying Valley were coming, Ling Qiufeng didn't go to greet them like he just went out to greet Gu Zhaohong, but just waved his hand: "Come in, please."

Turning around, he and Gu Zhaohong said: "The person who came to Lan Yinggu this time should be the eldest disciple Chu Lingci. He is not talkative, but his martial arts are good."

Gu Zhaohong said: "I've never met by chance, it's a good thing to make friends with Leader Ling."

When Ling Qiufeng wasn't paying attention, he and Jin Ziwan exchanged a look, and they both saw what they thought in each other's eyes.

Ling Qiufeng took a sip of tea and continued: "Lanying Valley is a valley of medicine. In previous years, I have never participated in the election of the leader of the martial arts alliance, but this year is strange."

Although Gu Zhaohong said that he has never met Chen Lingci, but he is very familiar with the people and things in the Jianghu, so he can say a few words: "It is said that Chen Lingci is the most outstanding disciple of Lanying Valley these years, I want to give it a try It's also normal."

"The Martial Arts League is mainly selected through formations," Ling Qiufeng said, "You have Senior Pei sitting in your sect, so you must have a solid foundation in formations. The Lanying Valley formation is not very good in this aspect, I still want to see it What will Kid Chu do?"

After Ling Qiufeng said this, he stopped. Gu Zhaohong heard footsteps other than the guards. It should be that Chen Lingci and his party came. He could hear it, and Ling Qiufeng could naturally hear it, so he just Say no more.

"The disciples of Lanying Valley have met Leader Ling!"

Following these words, Chen Lingci stepped into the door of the main hall.

Jin Ziwan heard the sound and looked over, but was a little surprised the next moment he saw his face.

Is it him?

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Pei Zhao with a tall and straight figure: The clothes are a bit tight, so it's hard not to show your figure.

The author has something to say:

I originally wanted Master Pei to say: Call me Wang Dashi.

After a glance, I always felt that something was wrong, so I immediately changed it to 23333