Chapter 155: Men's Clothing 1: The Son of a Local Tyrant, Ye Xing
The most lively place in Ningzhou City is Ronghua Street. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
There are almost no residents on Ronghua Street, full of shops, restaurants, casinos, flower buildings, and all kinds of objects.
The people who come and go here are also of all shapes and sizes, such as peddlers and pawns, young ladies and young ladies, spirits, scholars, and even many foreigners with different costumes.
Every day, there will be a different bustle on Wing Wah Street.
At this time, the alley in front of Ronghua Street suddenly had a handsome young man.
He was dressed in a blue and white pattern boy's shirt on a white background, a cyan ancient sword, and a fiery red phoenix-patterned jade pendant hanging from his waist.
His facial features are abnormally handsome, but his body is slightly slender and thin, and his stature is not tall enough, and he does not seem to be an adult.
He came out of nowhere, as if he had fallen from the sky and suddenly appeared in front of Ronghua Street, but it would not appear abrupt.
He has a smile on his face, noble but not detached, and gives people a very polite and good impression. Wen Yajia's son, it should be like this, right?
This person is naturally Feng Xingying.
After she came out of the residence of the Treasure Pavilion, she found a gap to enter the Xihuang Sword, and then smoothly changed her costume and reappeared.
Even the gender has changed, and no one recognizes her anymore.
Feng Xingying turned back with satisfaction and found a dark shadow looking for her, as if she was still in the way.
For the sake of this man in black, she was also a little familiar, Feng Xingying kindly took two steps back and made way for him to look for him carefully.
The man in black finally raised his head, looked puzzled, and turned his head to ask Feng Xingying:
"This son, have you seen a girl in purple, who is very beautiful. ”
"Isn't it just you and me here?" Feng Xingying couldn't help but laugh, and responded to Qin Shiyi gently and politely.
Qin Shiyi's face was dished: "It's over, I'm lost again, I have to go and talk to my master." If my master asks, can you help me testify?"
"Under the surname Yin Mingxing. I love to make friends with the heroes of the world, you just have to go, see that you are extraordinary, if your master doesn't want you, just follow this son, this son has money. Feng Xingying stretched out his hand and took out a handful of golden tickets.
Qin Shiyi: ......
Even at the beginning, he doubted that Feng Xingying would disguise herself as a man, after all, Ye Xinggongzi in front of him looked a little bit girly.
Feng Xingying disappeared here, he just appeared here, how many times was there a little coincidence, Qin Shiyi couldn't help but open his mouth to him to tempt.
But after Feng Xingying took out a large handful of golden tickets, he was sure that this must not be Feng Xingying, because the hostess of our family is a noble and glamorous person like His Royal Highness King Leng, and she will definitely not be able to do such a vulgar thing.
"Thank you for your love, we may not be fated. Qin Shiyi politely arched his hand, turned around and left.
Feng Xingying looked at Qin Shiyi's back and narrowed his eyes.
It was also her carelessness that she didn't find out that she was being followed by Qin Shiyi.
Fortunately, there is such a magical treasure as the Lotus Jian, which has changed her breath and taste, and even her characteristics have become the same as that of men, and she has Feng Xingying's unique psychological secret of disguise, so she has mixed it up.
If you want to change, it is not just your appearance, but also temperament and habits, which are the most important.
Feng Xingying, a local tyrant, was confused.
Go back and report to his master, Qin Molin?
A hint of battle intent flashed in Feng Xingying's eyes, and she also wanted to know if Qin Molin was really omnipotent.
Will he still recognize her this time?