Die For Life

Although Leyu has long known that the scabbards that dare to participate in the search for the position of the sword are not good stubbles, the mad-faced swordsman Nieruo, the young **** will destroy the fangs, the instantaneous "yin", the stalker Cainv, and the beastmaster's style , Blood drink piano music yin...

But even the profession of "face stripper" appeared in this game, which really surprised him. Even if Qianmen is really very practical, but the people who hire him behind the scenes are not afraid of—

"Hey, hey, what are your eyes?" Qianmian tilted his head: "You are not good people, are you? Why are you still looking at me with that repulsive look, as if I am a lower class difference than you? akin."

"In fact, that's the case." Nieruo said lightly: "I have slashed countless xiaoxiao under the knife, but I have never done such a vicious and dirty thing that strips a girl's face."

"Vicious and dirty things?" Qianmian folded his hands and said, "I'm very touched. You actually think that killing is more elegant and clean than what I did."

"Wait." Leyu suddenly realized a loophole: "Even if you strip Shang Lingyi's face, but the merchant should be a wealthy family. With their financial resources, it should be simple to ask a few medical officers to restore their skin. Is it something?"

People like Samantha who have severe burns all over their body are about to turn into black charcoal, and now they can become a scared spiritual guy. Such trivial things as losing their skin are in the hands of the medical officer Huiyao who is crooked by the science and technology tree. It should be a minor operation that is not worth mentioning.

"Pay attention to my words, Teacher Qin." Qianmian said with a smile: "I mean she'lost' her face. It may be difficult for you laymen to understand, but there are actually many ways to change a person's face, just tap it. A few teeth, changing the shape of the bones...really, you might not be able to imagine that kind of picture. When Shang Lingyi looked in the mirror after treatment, she saw an ugly face that she had never seen before. Just crazy."

"Whether it is physical or psychological, her'face' is completely lost."

Nieruo frowned: "Have you seen her crazy?"

"On the day when the treatment was over, I borrowed the face of a certain medical officer to witness the final face-peeling ceremony openly." Qianmen Yuyou said, "How could the medical officers know that I changed her secretly? Her facial bones? After being peeled off by me, unless I am willing to'return' to her, no one in this world can help her restore her original appearance, not even the chief medical officer."

Leyu glanced at each other with Nieruo, and nodded secretly-after a while, he directly attacked.

"You seem to have some misunderstandings about me." Qianmian found a tree next to him and shrugged: "However, there are not many misunderstandings. I have basically done everything you imagine in your mind."

"For example, after killing someone else's son, I pretended to be him, went home to eat with his parents, and waited for them to have a family reunion after falling asleep..."

"For example, I **** the hostess, let him watch me become his appearance, enter his mansion, and then the cheers of his sweet wives and concubines soon sounded in the bedroom..."

"For example, taking advantage of a certain county guard to go to Yanjing, I pretended to be him, dove occupy the magpie's nest, pretend to be a fox, force the subordinates, kill the loyalty, and perversely..."

"As for the relatives and lovers who pretend to be the target, and take the opportunity to assassinate the target in the dead of night, so that the target can't be stunned, I will do more."

Every time Qianmian said a word, Nieruo's hand holding the knife clenched a point, and Leyu's fist also squeezed a point.

"but."

Thousand faces showed a bright smile: "I'm a good person."

"Don't laugh." She raised her eyebrows: "The evidence is that I became a scabbard. If the people behind the scenes believe me, would they let me participate in this game?"

"It's also possible that meat eaters are despised, they are blind." Le Yu said.

"But don't you think that this kind of costume technique of mine is stronger, more invincible, and more uncomfortable than some Raoshizi hidden sword warfare?" Qianmen touched his face: "But Huiyao for two thousand years Why did you only ban the white-haired Tibetan sword, and didn't let me have a history of this kind of costume technique?"

Le Yu just wanted to speak, but he suddenly realized a little, and suddenly shut his mouth.

Nieruo said: "First, unlike the Tibetan sword with white hair, you have no distinctive characteristics; second, you can learn from the glory of the royal blood, and your cross-dressing skills cannot disguise a member of the royal family."

"I'm very moved." Qianmian smiled: "Neruo, the reasons you said are all wrong. Teacher Qin, it seems that you have guessed the real reason."

"Your changing technique is too superb, and you have never heard of it before. I have never heard of any kind of tactics that can do this before. Officials..."

Leyu touched the iron bracelet on his wrist, and said: "Your changing technique is derived from the effect of the magic weapon?"

"Ultra God Soldier·Water of Transformation."

Qianmen does not intend to keep it secret: "The water of variant is just a drop of water. It cannot transfer the binding normally. Drinking will take effect immediately. After the drinker dies, the whole body will melt into mud, but a drop of dark blue water will appear at the heart. That is the water of transformation."

"Teacher Qin, you should know who made the magic soldiers, right?"

"Royal family."

"Yes, it is the Royal Family of Huiyao. Since they created something, do you think they will not know the harm of this thing, and will not set traps in it? If they think they can't control it, then this extremely magical soldier will not at all. Spread out."

Thousands of smiles converged, and said: "The water of transformation can change other people. There is a necessary condition: you must fulfill a wish of others."

Neruo sneered: "Do you think I will believe it?"

"Don't you believe it? Then your crazy face is about to cry." Qianmen said: "The **** soldier is most sensitive to the spiritual power of people. The principle of the water of variation is to record the positive mental feedback of others and record others' Look like', then I can directly'borrow' when I need it."

"Others only know that Crazy Face will make the holder crazy and crazier, but in fact, the opposite is true-the more mad the holder, the greater the feedback given by Crazy Face. God soldiers can't make people crazy, only killing, violence, Only when these emotions are strong can one's spirits inflate."

When Nieruo heard these words, he stopped slightly, and retorted: "This is just your own words."

"I didn't intend to persuade you either." Qianmen said: "But I am not the kind of unsung hero who has been wronged and said nothing, so I must at least refute it. In this way, I have at least tried my best, you guys. If you don’t believe me, it’s your brain problem, not me."

"If what you said is true." Leyu said: "In other words, did you take revenge on those you helped?"

The sky is getting darker, the street lights outside are already on, and there are more and more invisible shadows in the grove. Qianmian suddenly took out a cigarette from his dress, lit it and took a sip, shaking off the ashes at will. Against the backdrop of the dark woods, there was a wonderfully degenerate beauty.

"That is my catastrophe, the eternal catastrophe."

Qianmen said: "After obtaining the water of transformation, in order to collect the'looks' of others as much as possible, I embarked on the road of doing good and doing my best to help others. The people I have helped are better than you. There are even more people."

"But after a few years, I don't want to do it anymore."

Nieruo mocked: "Oh, is it because you, the living saint, can't find anyone to help?"

"It's because the people I helped~www.wuxiaspot.com~, instead of being grateful, they avenged their gratitude."

Qianmian's tone was cold, and he looked at the shadow of the forest, as if staring at the distant resentful soul.

"Can you imagine that after saving a child, I was **** by his parents and sold to a trafficker? Can you imagine that after I beat the villain and saved a girl who was in danger of being kissed by a wolf, I was framed and violated by her? Or, the villain has become the messenger of justice beaten by me? Can you imagine that I killed the bully who oppressed the people on the street, and the officials seized and accused me of killing. No one in the street was willing to testify for me?"

After a moment of silence, Nieruo said, "Those are just a few."

"I can hardly remember those kind'majorities', anyway, my mood has been completely ruined by those'fews'." Qianmen breathed out a smoke ring: "And are the other majority really good? They just haven't encountered the test, or they don't have the ability to avenge revenge."

"But I know that in order to use the water of transformation, I will continue to'accumulate virtue and do good' in the future, and even have to help those I hate. On the one hand, it is a realistic task, on the other hand, my inner dissatisfaction. It has formed a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh, and a tragedy in the heart."

"I can still help others as much as I can, but after a year, I will look for those who are helped by me. If they do not express their gratitude, I will strip off their faces and destroy them. Life!"

"People who don't even have a heart of gratitude don't deserve a face."

"This is my robbery."

Speaking of this, Qianmian is already full of frost, making no secret of the resentment: "If good people are really not rewarded, then I will be their robbery!"