sword from heaven

Chapter 197 Mask (Part [-])
Song Yunge let the sweet girl leave, fixed her gaze on Song Yuyan, and frowned: "Are you hurt?"

He could see the changes in Song Yuyan's spirit.

Mental damage, and it's not an ordinary minor injury, it's obvious that he has encountered a strong enemy, and said thoughtfully: "The one who can hurt you must not be an ordinary person."

"Are you concerned about me?" Song Yuyan smiled coquettishly.

Song Yunge smiled and shook his head: "Saint, I'm here to ask you what Rumengdao is going to do?"

The smile on his face gradually faded, and his face gradually became gloomy: "You actually killed our Tianyue Mountain disciples, lured me out, and ambushed and killed me!"

Song Yuyan fell silent.

Song Yunge said: "Let's listen. I want to hear what's going on. No matter how confused you are, you shouldn't do such a stupid thing."

"You were implicated by me." Song Yuyan said, "It's my fault."

Song Yunge frowned at her.

Song Yuyan sighed and said, "Someone in Rumengdao wants to kill me, and I think you have a good relationship with me, so I also kill them together."

Song Yunge laughed: "It's inexplicable!"

Song Yuyan said: "Didn't Tianyue Mountain and Yuntian Palace almost fight, and we have civil strife like a dream, what's so strange?"

"Aren't you a saint? Can't you suppress them?"

"I can't hold it down." Song Yuyan shook her head slightly: "A few elders are not convinced and insist on replacing me."

Song Yunge frowned.

Song Yuyan snorted softly: "They want to change the saint, I naturally don't agree, I can only compete."

Song Yunge said: "Whose idea was it this time, to kill my brother and lure me out?"

"Mo Qingfan." Song Yuyan said, "She's a vicious girl, she thinks I'm in love with you."

Song Yunge laughed and said: "She really dares to think, how can men in the world pay attention to you, holy lady."

Song Yuyan said: "She just suspects, kill you first to see if it's true, it doesn't matter if it's fake."

Song Yunge shook his head and said, "You saint is too useless, aren't you? Someone forced you to be like this?"

"No way, my master passed away early, and I fought alone, her master is still here, and contacted a few elders..." Song Yuyan frowned and shook her head helplessly.

Even though I am a genius among geniuses, and have reached the realm of Sword Marquis at a young age, I still cannot compare to those elders.

All of them are old monsters with a long lifespan. After living for so long, they became demon kings or even demon emperors. Fortunately, there is no demon god.

I have also recruited some people, but compared to those few top elders, they are too thin.

"That is to say, you can't beat that Mo Qingfan, so your seat as a saint is hard to secure?" Song Yunge smiled.

"Gloating!" Song Yuyan said angrily: "Do you still have a conscience? Do you think it will be good for you to change the saint?"

"Do you need my help?" Song Yunge smiled.

Song Yuyan snorted: "How dare you help me? If you are labeled as a demon, your life will be in danger!"

She knows the rigor of the Six Great Sects, and she hates the Demon Sect to the bone, and cannot tolerate any relationship with the Demon Sect.

Song Yunge said: "Do it secretly. At least we have lived and died together. It is better for you to be a saint than others."

"Then help me kill Mo Qingfan." Song Yuyan said, "Or lure those elders away!"

Song Yunge looked at her.

Song Yuyan said angrily, "You don't believe what I said?"

"We have to guard against it." Song Yunge said.

He knew Song Yuyan, he lied without batting an eyelid, and it was hard to tell the truth from the fake.

Song Yuyan snorted, "Don't you dare to come with me? You really got caught!"

Song Yunge said: "Do you have a mask?"

"...Yes." Song Yuyan nodded lightly: "Wait a moment."

She stood up lightly, with her sleeves fluttering, and went out of the room. She came back after a while and handed a small piece of dough from her sleeve.

Song Yunge took it, and with a light shake, the small dough swelled up and turned into a mask as thin as a cicada's wings.

Song Yunge looked at the mask carefully, it was almost nothing, and there was no appearance.

"Not poisonous?" Song Yunge tilted his head to look at Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan gave him a blank look: "Poison you to death!"

"That's good." Song Yunge nodded, and gently pressed it to his face, as cool as being immersed in a cold spring.

After cooling down for a while, I didn't feel any more, it seemed to have disappeared, so I got up and looked in front of the mirror.

The person in the mirror is already a middle-aged man with a pale face and eyes like cold stars.

Song Yunge smiled.

The middle-aged man also smiled, without feeling stiff.

Song Yunge sneered.

The middle-aged man also sneered.

Song Yunge was smiling but not smiling, and the middle-aged man was the same.

Song Yunge nodded in admiration.

Wearing this mask is not at all recognizable as a mask, and it is the same as his own expression, which is beyond his imagination.

My last mask was in Li Qingchi's collection, and it was given to Lu Jinchuan as a gift. It was also a rare mask. There was no flaw in wearing it, but it was far from the magic of this one. The subtle expressions showed clearly and delicately. secret.

"It's a treasure. It can not only change its appearance, but also its voice." Song Yuyan said, "Don't you think your voice has changed?"

Song Yunge said: "Has it really changed?"

He found that his voice was indeed different, a completely different person, but still mellow, not like a forcedly changed voice.

"Amazing!" Song Yunge exclaimed.

Song Yuyan said: "I've paid a lot of money this time, this thing is a rare treasure, don't spoil it."

"Easy to break?" Song Yunge reached out his hand to wipe it, but found that he couldn't take it off, and immediately let out a "huh".

"Heck!" Song Yuyan smiled proudly.

Song Yunge didn't believe in evil, and groped with his fingers, trying to find the seam, but his face was so smooth that he couldn't find it.

It seems that this face is integrated with my own skin, and it feels like touching my own skin, and I can clearly feel my fingers without any sense of separation.

"What the hell are you doing!" Song Yunge said angrily.

Song Yuyan smiled coquettishly: "This mask is really weird, you are already dead!"

"Boring!" Song Yunge hummed.

Song Yuyan said: "You are really boring!"

Song Yunge squinted at her.

Song Yuyan giggled and laughed again: "Okay, okay, you need to use internal force to instantly hit five places, that is, the five sense organs. It can't be light or heavy, just touch it once."

Song Yunge reached out, forming a series of finger shadows, hitting the eyes, ears, nose and mouth almost simultaneously.

The mask fell down lightly, Song Yunge reached out to catch it, and it quickly turned into a ball of dough.

"Very good." Song Yunge put it directly into his sleeve.

"Keep it carefully." Song Yuyan followed it closely.

Song Yunge smiled: "I don't need to worry about that."

Song Yuyan snorted: "You don't want to return it to me?"

"Help me for a while, don't you give me a mask?" Song Yunge said: "Saint, you are not so stingy, are you?"

"...Forget it." Song Yuyan said angrily, "I will send you off as soon as I send you off."

Song Yunge showed a satisfied smile.

Song Yuyan said: "Your senior brother died at the hands of Mo Qingfan, and she killed your senior brother herself."

Song Yunge frowned and said, "What does she look like?"

"She..." Song Yuyan twitched her red lips in disdain: "I like to show people my true face, as if I am afraid that others will not know that she is beautiful."

PS: There is a second lord, I am very encouraged, add four changes, plus one owed, a total of five changes, let me make up bit by bit.

(End of this chapter)