God-level Refiner: Ghost King Pampering and Pampering Concubine

Chapter 296 You Are Really Amazing

Yan Wuyou from the Grand General's Mansion has turned around slowly, the baggy hat has covered most of her face, so only a pair of rosy lips and a pointed chin can be seen.

"The exact sameness is only superficial. In fact, there are still many differences under closer inspection. You should know that I am not trying to impersonate you!" So what about Yan Wuyou who is facing the General's Mansion!

She was originally called Yan Wuyou, who knew that she would be sent to the General's Mansion by Yu Wuchen once she crossed over.

Concentrate on it, open your eyes, and take a serious look at 'Yan Wuyou', 16 years old, with no talent...

It really is the rubbish in the rumors!

You can't believe the rumors, and of course you can't believe them!

"I never said that you were pretending to be me..." The cloak was taken off, revealing a face that was almost the same as Yan Wuyou.

It's just that her makeup is much thicker than Yan Wuyou's. She is wearing a green dress with big peonies embroidered on it.

"That's fine. Since you've come back, I can leave too. I'll let you attend today's wedding!"

Yan Wuyou smiled lightly, she wanted to leave Yecheng, since Yan Wuyou from the General's Mansion came back, she naturally wanted to leave earlier.

There have been rumors for a long time that Beiming Changhua's wedding will be attended by Pavilion Master Huanyou.

Today I really don't want to see Yu Wuchen, I have to say that Yan Wuyou from the General's Mansion appeared at the right time.

"Do you really think so?"

The eyes of 'Yan Wuyou' were full of doubts, and the complexion under the heavy makeup was unknown, but it could be felt that she did not trust Yan Wuyou.

"Do you think I will come to meet you when I know it's you, let alone at the back door of the Xianwang Mansion, do you think I have to lie to you? I don't want to be you from the beginning to the end!"

Yan Wuyou saw stubbornness and arrogance from this 'Yan Wuyou' face.

Although he is a waste, he has a dream of surpassing others.

"I believe you, then let's change clothes!"

'Yan Wuyou' sneered, and then began to take off his clothes, regardless of the fact that this was the back door of the Prince Xian's Mansion.

"No need!" Yan Wuyou suddenly shouted to stop.

Just kidding, she is now a sixth-level refiner and a sixth-level illusionist, both of whom are at the king level.

In such a large crowd, there is no need to take off and put on clothes slowly.

'Yan Wuyou' heard the words, frowned and looked at Yan Wuyou, his face changed slightly, "Why did you go back on your word? I don't think you are a person who covets glory, otherwise you wouldn't have divorced the virtuous king!"

"Even if you know me a little bit, I stop you not because I don't want to change clothes with you, but because I think it takes too much time to undress slowly."

As Yan Wuyou spoke, he teleported to the front of 'Yan Wuyou'.

One hand was placed on his body, and the other hand was placed on 'Yan Wuyou'.

Just a golden-brown gleam of light, 'Yan Wuyou' only felt the breeze blowing, and then saw the person in front of her, who had already put on her clothes.

Her eyes widened excitedly, she had heard all the rumors about Yan Wuyou long ago, she thought she was just similar to Yan Linglong, but she didn't expect it to be this powerful.

Changing clothes is just a blink of an eye!

She didn't feel anything about the teleportation just now!
"You are really amazing!" The expression on 'Yan Wuyou' was complicated.

It seems to be admiring, but also seems to be unwilling, but in the end it is ridicule!
"Then can I go now?"

Yan Wuyou looked at the clothes on her body, feeling disgusted in her heart, she really had a different appreciation vision from that of 'Yan Wuyou'.

"Wait for your headdress, and help me draw a flower of yours too!" 'Yan Wuyou' pointed to the mandala flower imprint on her forehead and said.

"I'll give you the headgear. This set of clothes was packed together with this one. As for the mark, I don't think it's necessary, because I drew it on a whim today, and I don't have anything on me right now."

Yan Wuyou really wanted to erase the mark, even if she wanted to paint for 'Yan Wuyou', she couldn't draw it.

"Alright, let's go!"

After 'Yan Wuyou' packed up and took it over, he let Yan Wuyou go.

Naturally, Yan Wuyou didn't dare to neglect, she was about to leave Yecheng, just thinking about it made people happy.

Looking at the back of Yan Wuyou leaving, 'Yan Wuyou' burst into laughter suddenly.

You probably don't know Yan Wuyou, Xiao Yao has already been to the General's Mansion today, the Wise King retired, the Ghost King retired, but he came to propose.

And my father has already promised that once you leave, all of this will be mine again!
Do you think I don't know that King Xian has long wanted to retire?

It is because I know, and I have no talent, I can only escape, but God sent you here after I left.

I pay attention to your news every day, and know that you vented your anger for me in the general's mansion, and did things that I would never be able to do.

Now that I'm back, you can retire!
"Cinnamon twigs!"

After confirming that Yan Wuyou had gone far away, 'Yan Wuyou' called Gui Zhi over.

Guizhi came over, and 'Yan Wuyou' handed the hair ornament to Guizhi.

Gui Zhi naturally understood the meaning of 'Yan Wuyou', and carefully decorated 'Yan Wuyou' with things on his head.

After tidying up the green and white floor-length skirt, accompanied by Guizhi, they headed towards their carriage.

Just as Yan Wuyou walked out of the alley, someone bumped into him.

"Ouch!" The voice was so familiar.

"It's you!"

"It's you, sister!"

It turned out to be Jinghong in a blue dress.

Jinghong was also very surprised to see Yan Wuyou, he took Yan Wuyou's hand excitedly and said, "Sister, why are you here, it's really great to see my sister again."

When Yan Wuyou saw the little girl in front of her, she became more and more beautiful, she was truly a beauty.

Who would have thought that the scruffy little beggar that night would be the beauty of today.

"Jinghong, why are you here?"

"To tell you the truth from my sister, King Xian is getting married today, and I want to enter Prince Xian's mansion." Jing Hong said in a low voice with a blushing face.

Yan Wuyou raised her eyebrows lightly when she heard the words, and looked at Jinghong rather puzzled, no matter how she looked at it, Jinghong didn't look like a woman who was greedy for glory and wealth.

Could it be that I read it wrong?
Open the sky eye and look at Jinghong, 15 years old, monk, fourth-level intermediate.

This kind of talent is not bad. If he really fell in love with that bastard Beiming Changhua, it would be a waste of money.

"Why did you enter Prince Xian's mansion? And you are a fourth-order monk, why did you fall in front of me that night?"

Originally, Yan Wuyou liked Jinghong quite a lot, but seeing Jinghong's aptitude, he was naturally full of doubts.

(End of this chapter)