Ugly Man

"Oh, it's not a big deal, I just want to tell the elder Wuma that Onitsuka Tiger has just returned."

Hearing this, a trace of astonishment flashed across Wuma's helpless face.

Gongsun Qing thought that she had successfully slapped Wuma's helpless face, and was extremely happy. She straightened her body and raised her chin, like a proud peacock.

"Oh, yes, then I want to congratulate you."

"Congratulations? Where does this joy come from?"

"Don't you like him? Since he didn't elope with Miss Xia, why don't you go show his mind?"

Gongsunqing didn't expect that Wu Ma Wushou would say such words, her face flushed, and she got up and left.

She walked in a hurry, did not see Wuma's helpless face with heavy makeup, a flash of loss.

Lu Nanzhu woke up the next day, took a bath and changed clothes, but it was not Gongsun Qing who was waiting.

Hearing the sound of Shimen opening, Lu Nanzhu looked up, and it turned out that Wu Ma was helpless.

Lu Nanzhu had been away from the general altar of the magic sect for a few months. Before he had time to understand the changes in the teachings, he was a little surprised to see the Wuma appearing helplessly.

For this dangerous woman, Lu Nanzhu was a little bit jealous.

After all, I have seen her vicious heart and poisonous methods with my own eyes, and Gongsun Qing has told her several times: Be very careful not to save her.

Lu Nanzhu held the Dragon Sword in his arms and took a step back: "Senior Wuma, why are you here?"

Seeing Onitsuka Tiger was like avoiding a scourge, Wu Ma Wuma smiled, but a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

She hates all men in the world, especially the one in front of her.

"Why, I can't come?"

While talking, Wuma naturally sat on the stone bench helplessly.

"Junior doesn't mean that."

"sit down."

Lu Nanzhu hesitated for a moment, and Yiyan sat on the opposite side of Wu Ma Wushou.

Wuma hopelessly raised his hand and poured a cup of water, pushing the cup in front of Onitsuka Tiger.

Lu Nanzhu watched the water in front of him vigilantly. There was a corner of the ghost king's mask reflected in it, and she didn't plan to drink it.

Wu Ma Wujiao smiled and didn't care, and said: "I heard that you eloped with the eldest lady of Huaxia Villa a while ago. I thought you would never come back again."

"Elopement? Where did the predecessors hear it?"

"Heh, this news came from Huaxia Villa personally. It is the servant of the family. Huaxia Villa has issued a wanted warrant and offers a reward for you and the young lady. Why, are you coming back alone?"

Lu Nanzhu "Huo" stood up from his seat and held the Dragon Sword firmly: How could this be? Domestic servant informs? At that time, the two elders had fainted. Piaoxue and Qingzhu shouldn't betray Xia Qinyi. Could it be Beiming Kun? Nor...

How to do? How could this happen, wouldn't it be dangerous for her to go back?

Wuma hopelessly saw Onitsuka Tiger panicking and said, "Sit down, and tell me what's going on?"

Lu Nanzhu, where is there any mood to sit? She couldn't wait to fly to Huaxia Villa right away to see what happened!

Is there anything wrong with Xia Qinyi, is she safe?

She looked at Wuma hopelessly, flashed a thought, and sat down.

"Senior Wuma..."

"how?"

"The junior has a question, I want to ask you, I don't know..."

"Go ahead, what's the problem?"

"You have been teaching for a long time. I wonder if you know, what is the name of the son in front of me?"

"What do you ask this for?"

...

Seeing the other party's silence, Wu Ma smiled hopelessly: "Of course I know you, but why should I tell you?"

Lu Nanzhu sighed lightly, knowing that Wuma Wujiao is not a good talker, and if you want to listen to Daddy's news from her, you should treat it as a whimsical one.

She didn't want to be entangled, got up and prepared to leave.

Wuma hopelessly said again: "It's okay to tell you. If you have the courage to drink the glass of water in front of you, I will tell you."

Lu Nanzhu sat back, looking suspiciously at Wuma's helplessness.

She didn't touch the water glass in front of her.

Wuma hopelessly sneered: "Don't you even have the courage to drink a glass of water?"

Lu Nanzhu frowned, looked at Wuma hopelessly through the small hole in the mask, and said coldly: "It's not that the younger generation has no courage, but if you want to drink water, you need to remove the mask on your face. The younger generation looks Ugly, I'm afraid to scare Senior, can I ask Senior to turn around?"

"Don't worry, I've seen a lot of wind and waves, and you can't scare me with just a face."

Lu Nanzhu hooked the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to remove the ghost king mask on his face, and Wuma took a breath of helplessness.

This second layer of leather mask was specially selected by Lu Nanzhu. It was extremely ugly, and the skin of the entire face seemed to have been burned by fire.

She looked at Wuma hopelessly indifferently, stretched out her hand and picked up the water glass in front of her, and drank it in one fell swoop.

In normal times, no matter how unsuccessful any Wuma is, she will not fall into the trap, but at the moment, she is concerned about Xia Qinyi's safety and decides to take a gamble!

If you can know your father's name from Wuma's helpless mouth, it will be much easier to investigate in the future, and maybe you can take the opportunity to get out of the magic sect.

Wuma hopelessly saw Onitsuka Tiger's hand holding the cup, white, slender, and completely different from the color on his face.

She waited quietly for a few breaths, seeing Onitsuka Tiger safe and sound, her eyes widened.

Wuma looked at Onitsuka Tiger in helpless astonishment, unexpectedly...! ?

Lu Nanzhu took the opportunity to put on the mask of the ghost king and did not feel any discomfort. It seems that she won the bet this time.

"Senior Wuma, can you talk now?"

"Deer Xinghe."

"Deer, Galaxy..."

Lu Nanzhu murmured and repeated it, her body trembling slightly. After eighteen years, she finally knew her father's name!

Lu Xinghe, his father’s name is Lu Xinghe!

"Are you... a woman?"

This time, the shocked person was replaced by Lu Nanzhu. She looked at Wuma hopelessly and did not answer.

Wu Ma Wushou strengthened her judgment more and more. She smeared an extremely small Gu on Onitsuka Tiger's cup. This Gu was specially designed to deal with men and was useless for women.

People who have been caught in Gu will instantly have hallucinations, show ugliness, and verbally call out the name of the woman they love, or the most desired woman.

After all, it was on someone else's territory, and Wuma was helpless and couldn't do anything to poison the saint son of others, but she still had to confirm some things.

However, that Gu is not effective against Onitsuka Tiger, how is this possible? !

Before Wu Ma Wushou, he had seen that Onitsuka Tiger was not well-versed in toxicology. He had no ring on his hand, no jewelry on his body, and simple clothes. Such a attire did not meet the requirements of a poisonous person.

After all, there are millions of poisons in the world. Some of them can be hidden in the nails, and some cannot be touched directly with hands. They need to be hidden in the accessories and the interlayer of the clothes; that's why she wears them like this and wears so many. accessories.

Since she is not a poison master, she has no Gu; the only explanation is that she is a woman!

"Unexpectedly, that old thing Fen Tian would lose sight of one day, the dignified saint son, is actually a woman, hahahahaha!"

"Senior, please don't speak loudly. I wonder how you learned about it, Senior?"

Wu Ma helplessly suppressed his smile and said, "Water is non-toxic, but I put a kind of Gu that is immediate and only effective for men on the cup. You have no response, and your identity is self-evident."

Lu Nanzhu couldn't speak, this Wu Ma was hopeless and terrible.

She squeezed the Dragon Sword, held her breath, and was about to blaze a trail of blood. Her identity was exposed, and she could no longer stay in the Demon Cult, just right!

"You don't need to be nervous, that old fellow Fentian makes a fool of yourself, and this seat is happy to see it; I am not a talkative, but even if this seat does not say it, you can't keep it for long. In a few months, it will be once every ten years. The ghost king Christmas, Burning sky will have a tattoo on your chest when that time comes, what do you do?"

"...Can Senior Wuma let me go?"

"What? You want to apostasy?"

Lu Nanzhu nodded.

"In that case, why do you mix into Shengjiao by disguising as a man? As far as I know, you are the descendant of the strange man, and you probably won’t be scared of the martial arts secrets of Shengjiao, and you have the Dragon Sword in your hand... You join Shengjiao. , What is the intention, is it... related to Lu Xinghe?"

Wuma was helpless, and Lu Nanzhu had no choice but to nod his head.

The latter raised his eyebrows: "This seat can let you go, keep a secret for you, and even tell you something that this seat knows, but..."

"Senior Wuma has any requirements, please mention it, the younger generation will do their best."

"It's not difficult, let me see your appearance."

"Senior Wuma, haven't you seen it just now?"

"Hmph, your leather mask is really well made. It was given to you by the North Chou clan? You almost conceal it from this seat, but the color of your hand is too different from the color of your face, and it is still a bit flawed."

After listening to Lu Nanzhu, she shouted a frustration: She had just come out of the bath, and before she could apply the color-changing ointment to herself, Wuma came here helplessly!

Perhaps it was a trace of sincerity seen in Wuma's helpless expression, or perhaps Wuma's hopeless condition was too "tempting."

Lu Nanzhu thought: The Ghost King’s Christmas is just around the corner, and there is really not much time left for him. This time he escaped and completely separated from the Demon Cult. There is no holiday between himself and Wuma, so let her see. It's okay.

"Senior's insight is like a torch, and juniors admire; I hope seniors can keep their promises."

With that said, Lu Nanzhu took off the ghost king mask, touched his ear, found the gap, and slowly tore off the leather mask under Wuma's helpless gaze.

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