Wang Ye's foodie farm concubine

Chapter 983 Makeup
"master!"

Yuyao glanced at the sky and said, "Now that the poison has been cured, let's leave here first."

At this time, the breakfast seller outside had already set up his stall. Yuyao felt that her stomach was empty after not resting all night.

"Let's have something to eat and then go back."

She felt that they wouldn't be able to rest even if they went back later, so they simply had breakfast outside.

"Boss, four sesame seed cakes and four bowls of wontons."

"Okay, let's do it here. I'll be here soon."

Yuyao found a seat and sat down, and the others followed suit and sat down.

"Forgot you can't eat these now, this is yours."

Yuyao sat down and realized that her apprentice was an old woman now, and it seemed that she couldn't bite the sesame cake.

There is also the pattern on the half of the face. In order to prevent others from being frightened by her appearance, she brought her a face towel. Now it is not convenient to eat. Forget it, let's not eat and drink water.

Anyway, the spiritual spring water is not enough.

The four of them finished breakfast at the stall and then returned to the inn.

Yuyao looked at the new apprentice, "You go inside first and eat this, and then change your clothes."

Looking at the old woman's face, Yuyao felt that it was a bit annoying, so she didn't like it.

"Lingfeng Qingcheng..."

Daoran didn't know how to ask. His sister, who used to be as beautiful as a flower, had been turned into what she was now, and he didn't know anything.

"I really can't do anything about her face right now, but it's okay to modify it a little, it just depends on whether she's willing to do it."

She really has nothing to do now that the residual effects of the poison have been cured. Her alchemy level is not yet up to that level, so she can only use modifications to make those lines look less scary.

"Then she can really practice again?"

He had checked her sister's pulse just now when she wasn't paying attention, but she had no spiritual power at all.

Yuyao rolled her eyes at her cheap master, "How can I deceive my own apprentice! But her cultivation speed will not be slow in the future. She will be fine with me now. If something is wrong with you, the head of the Gongsun family I've ordered someone to come back to you, have you thought of a solution?"

"I'll go back with them."

A trace of hatred flashed in Daoran's eyes. He wanted to avenge his sister and mother for them.

"Then do you know how many masters there are in the Gongsun family now? Don't you understand that two fists can't beat four hands? Or do you want your sister to be alone in the future without even a family member? Master, I am just her master!"

Although she really didn't want to attack her cheap master, the fact was before her eyes that he had no chance of winning by himself.

She could help him, but she wouldn't allow him to die so rashly and out of anger.

"elder brother!"

Dongfang Qingcheng's voice came from inside.

"Allure!"

Daoran looked at the masked woman in front of him, as if he was seeing his former sister again.

"Yes, now take off the veil and I will paint you a picture."

Yuyao piled up makeup items from the space. She rarely used these things once a year. All her makeup skills were in vain, but now she found a place to use them.

Yuyao started to tinker with her face. Because the textures were too dark and couldn't be covered, she could only make a fuss about those textures.

(End of this chapter)