"I was beaten to death by the Chen family, and I didn't see the body...... Xiao Yun and Huzi are buried by my own hands...... It's because I can't live with Wensheng's family......"

Shen Fumo smiled coldly at the pattern on Meng'a's sword scabbard, "After I give that little boy Chen a ride, I'll come back to you." ”

With that, she turned to leave.

"Don't go. Li Zheng shook his head, "The Chen family was wiped out three months ago, and the family of seventeen died all of them. ”

All dead?

"Do you know who killed it?" Jun Heng asked.

"I don't know. Li Zheng took a sip, "Whoever kills is doing the right thing for heaven, and he deserves to be punished by this world!"

Ning Wushu lifted Li Zheng up from the ground, "It seems that we have to go to the dense forest again." ”

"Young man, you have to be careful!"

"If we go, we must go, but we need to make some changes before we go. Shen Fu touched his chin and looked back and forth at Jun Heng and Ning Wushu a few times, obviously having an idea.

The last time the three of them went into the dense forest and were able to come out unscathed, it showed that the things in the forest were very afraid of them and couldn't swallow them at all, so they were finally sent out.

This time, they need to change their identities.

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Looking at the three sets of women's clothes that Shen Fu brought over, Jun Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, "What is this, what are you doing?"

"Pretend to be a woman, let's do one for the three of us. ”

Ning Wushu was stunned for three seconds.

"Prince, why do we want to ...... Girl?" he asked, a little hard.

"If we have to disguise ourselves, of course, we should pretend to be the least lethal girl, so that the thing will take us to its territory, and we will know what it is. Shen Fu said it reasonably, and the two even found it a little difficult to refute.

"But ......"

"Don't be, trust me, you're probably going to love the feeling of wearing women's clothes. One person and one set of dresses were stuffed into their hands, and Shen Fu took the lead in changing them.

After a cup of tea, Ning Wushu changed it out. Choking on a sip of tea, Shen Fu coughed violently a few times, and hurriedly stepped forward to tear off the corner of his skirt hanging around his waist to cover his bare calves.

Ning Wushu blushed rarely, and pulled his clothes and hair in embarrassment.

"Are you the only ones who have changed it yourself?"

At this moment, a roar of anger came from inside the house, "Don't come in and help me yet!"

People's abilities are directly proportional to their temper, Shen Fu thought that her little arm couldn't twist Jun Heng's thighs, so she had to roll her eyes secretly, and then walked in with a smile on her face, "It's coming!"

For this kind of scene where the master is not the master and the apprentice, Ning Wushu is already unconsciously accustomed to it.

Lifting the door curtain, Shen Fupi smiled and said, "How can anyone wear it by himself, your old man is-"

Half of the beautiful men's changing pictures in front of him made the second half of Shen Fu's sentence successfully swallowed by himself.

Jun Heng's indifferent eyes squinted at Shen Fu, who was a little stunned, and as soon as he stretched out his long arm, he wrapped Shen Fu in his arms. The strands of hair that had fallen from the slight bowing of her head swept over her face, and it was a little itchy.

"Is it pretty?"

"Good-looking ......" Shen Fu, who realized what he had said, immediately broke away from his arm, "What's wrong with Good-looking? Good-looking can be used as food? Good-looking doesn't want others to dress you!"

"If so, then there is work. Jun Heng smiled and stood in front of her with his arms outstretched, waiting for Shen Fu's 'service' with peace of mind.

"Straighten!"

"Turn around!"

"Don't move, don't move!"

"Freshly dressed, don't mess around!"

"Don't touch it, don't touch it, it's almost there. ”

......

Ning Wushu, who was waiting in the courtyard, was very cramped, his face was as tight as a crown of jade, although there was no one else in the courtyard except him.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Shen Fu finally dragged Jun Heng out of the house. She held back a laugh, "Everyone is wearing skirts, what are you embarrassed about? Hurry up, hurry up, we still have something to do!"

Ning Wushu replied and said, "Yes, yes, let's go to the jungle quickly." When he was done, he quickly changed this dress, he had never suffered as much as he did in all these years.

Jun Heng, who was pulled by Shen Fu, reluctantly moved out, and covered his entire face with his sleeves.

Seeing this, Ning Wushu was a little crying and laughing, and said helplessly, "The three of us are the same, why do you have to be like this?"

Shen Fu covered his stomach and said seriously, "Yes, yes, put it down." ”

It was probably Ning Wushu's words that gave Jun Heng some small comfort, and the aqua blue wide sleeves that covered his entire face were slowly lowered.

What appeared in front of Ning Wushu's eyes was a beautiful face like a light cloud covering the moon, gorgeous and graceful, as glamorous as a peach and plum.

"This-" Ning Wushu stared at the 'beauty' in front of him in a daze, and he only spit out a word and couldn't speak anymore.

Seeing Ning Wushu's white and pure face, Jun Heng was also stunned for three seconds, and then quickly turned his back and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Didn't you say that he also painted, liar!"

"I'm not going to laugh unless I can't help it. After Shen Fu said this, his serious expression instantly broke his work, he held his stomach and laughed, and he couldn't wait to roll on the ground three times, "Hahaha...... Sorry sorry, I can't help it hahaha......"

She thought that even if the cold-hearted Firmament Venerable Lord dressed up as a girl, it would be a kaolin flower that could only be viewed from a distance and could not be blasphemed, but she really didn't expect it to be like this...... Glamorous.

In Jun Heng's resentful and calm gaze, Shen Fu tried his best to straighten up and bent his waist with a smile, "I've washed it, I'll wash it for you." If you want me to say that if you are a girl, there will be no woman in the world who is as stunning as you......"

"Really?" Jun Heng was no longer angry, and looked at her with the charming and seductive eyes that Shen Fu had drawn for him, and smiled playfully, "I privately think that it is far inferior to you." ”

Shen Fu gradually stopped laughing.

After being reminded by Jun Heng, Ning Wushu couldn't help but look at Shen Fu as well. A begonia red moire pleated skirt outlines her waist line, and her hair is half-pulled and obliquely inserted with a red Yingluo tassel hairpin that complements the dress, and her shoulders are cut and her waist is as plain as possible. The cherry lips with a layer of lipstick are like newly broken grenades, the slender jade fingers half-hidden on the lips are naturally curved, and the swaying mist silk skirt is lined with a glamorous figure, which is more and more different from a real person.

He nodded very sincerely, "Jun Gongzi is indeed a heavenly man. ”

"Aha-haha. She only put on some rouge for the sake of Junheng, but she didn't want to be so eye-catching, Shen Fu had to hide her embarrassment with an embarrassed laugh, "It's not early, let's go and get down to business." ”

After washing Jun Heng's face again, the three 'girls with tinkling bells and fragrant sideburns' finally went up the mountain.

As Ning Wushu said, it was only after they stepped into the dense forest that black mist began to steam. Layers of black mist began to slowly gather from the ground and slowly floated upward. The three of them began to squat on the ground and pick mushrooms and herbs.

The black mist grew thicker and thicker, and began to rampage through the woods, and the three of them began to scream and scurry around in 'terror'. Of course, screaming has always been Shen Fu screaming alone, and it is impossible to rely on the other two people to scream like girls. simply Shen Fu didn't expect the two of them, running back and forth screaming.

Jun Heng and Ning Wushu endured the deafening screams that almost penetrated their eardrums.

The three of them did not show the slightest ability to protect themselves, and the black mist gradually slowed down the speed of the shuttle, and strange sounds began to echo in the sky above the forest again.

It was neither the laughter of a boy they had heard for the first time, nor the coughing of a seriously ill person that Dazhu had spoken, but the mournful cry of a woman.

It's more crazy than the first two.