Chapter Ninety-Five: Disfigurement Equals Plastic Surgery

"Then how can the master be so sure that he is the little uncle?" Shui Yi'er had never heard of this person. But I never knew there was such a powerful number one person.

"Under this whole world. Only he can break my barrier. But I didn't find out. Because. He'll go away. And use a series of variations." The old man said. Shui Yi'er's jaw dropped a little. Until the end. All that was left was amazement.

"Still. This junior's transformation technique. There is a weakness. That is, you can't see water. Otherwise, it will be restored to the original state." The old man finished. Pick up a glass of water and hand it to Yi'er." If you don't believe it, little girl. Then try it yourself. Remember. Do not be very hot water. Pour directly into the face. If it's hot water. That's the end of it. He cherishes his little face the most."

"Oh. I see." Shui Yi'er holding a teacup. Thinking thoughtfully about something. When you can't help but act. I heard the sound of ping-pong outside.

Just when the two of them were about to go out and check on the situation. I heard a "Ah·····" screams. With screams, the two masters and apprentices hurried out. rushed towards Murong Yi's room.

It can't be two people fighting. If it starts. Murong Yi can't have the upper hand. Listen to the sound though. It doesn't seem to be Murong Yi's screams. Could it be that Murong Yi counterattacked.

When the two of them pushed open the door in a hurry. I saw Murong Yi with a frightened face. Staring at a trembling mass on the ground. There was a large expanse of hot water scattered on the ground. It's still smoking. People on the earth. is at a speed that the naked eye can. Molting. Right. That's right. It's molting.

Shui Yi'er and Murong Yi looked at it blankly. It's scary enough to look at an animal molting or something. In front of this person is molting.

Something that would have been killed would not have been believed. Now it's happening right in front of me. But. The old man looked at it with a natural expression. Judging by the expression. There is a little appreciation.

Right. That's right. It's appreciation. Shui Yi'er patted her chest in shock. It seems that the master's bottom line is wide enough. Such a show can be watched with taste. It really doesn't look like it's as imagined... Well... Righteous Gentleman····

Under the burning gaze of the three. The objects on the ground gradually stopped moving. As if with animals. I am a little tired after shedding my skin. Just lying on your stomach in place. I can't see my face. Shui Yi'er is not good to wake him up now.

You can only crouch in place and watch. asked Murong Yi very curiously. How did you do such a thing? You're going to be too extreme, aren't you? You're not going to pour it over with a whole basin of hot water, are you?"

"It's not. It's not," Murong Yi hurriedly waved his hand. explaining." In the beginning. I know he's not my own guru. But the skills are certainly good. I didn't dare to act rashly. And he had some of the time. Out of respect, I went and poured water for him. There was no water in the house at that time. I boiled a pot of hot tea."

"Huh. You wouldn't be trying to say. You're an agitator. And then. And he splashed all over him." Shui Yier could hardly imagine the scene at that time.

If that's really the case. That's brutal. Especially someone who cares too much about their face. It's torture. It has to be said. MURONG Yi. Attaboy. Awesome job.

"It's not. No. When I brought him hot water. I didn't expect him to resist unexpectedly. I just had to put the water on his desk. I didn't expect him to jump out of the way. I was at the time. Hold the tea and make it for yourself. Unexpectedly, he bumped into him from behind. And then on it. I didn't catch a let go. And then. That's all he ·····"

"Oh roar... It turned out to be an accident. It has to be said. Escape. Well done." After speaking, he patted Murong Yi's shoulder. This made Murong Yi stupid. What does it mean.

Three people making hot tea. Surrounding the pile of objects in the center. Sitting in groups. Now that I know it's my little uncle. Then you're welcome.

"Yes. Escape. You're really good at making tea. There is sweetness in the fragrance... Kindness. Need. Good tea." Shui Yi'er praised Murong Yi on her lips. His eyes were looking at the uncle in the middle, who looked like a dead corpse.

"Thank you. However, the hot tea that has just been brewed is more fragrant. It's a pity that it's scattered all over the place..." Murong Yi cooperated on the side. Looking at someone in the middle who is still not moving. Isn't it just a cup of hot water? As for the one that is still motionless.

The old man sipped his tea. I took a sip of satisfaction." Kindness. Good tea. Finish drinking the exclusive peach blossom brew. Another good pot of tea. It's the best thing in the world."

The appreciative attitude boasted to the two apprentices. But his eyes are still staring at the objects on the ground. This is down. The earth is moving. Yo he... Alive...

In full view of everyone. Someone on the ground. From the ruins blinked excitedly with shining eyes. He looked at the old man with a longing expression. Brother. What an exclusive peach blossom brew. Let me taste it too."

Lick your lips. Two big eyes shiny and shiny. The face is clearly written "ask for a reward". Shui Yi'er laughed secretly in her heart. I thought I was dizzy. I didn't expect it because I was embarrassed. I didn't expect this little uncle to be quite fun.

The old man looked at the *** face that had not changed in any way. I can't help but have a hint of delusion. Ay. If only you could go back 10,000 years. How good it should be. But. In front of him, his eyes almost turned into a heart of heart. Nothing has changed. Still like pranks. I still care about my face. I still love to drink. Still so coquettish·····

Reached out and stroked the child's hair. Ay. Long time no see. I don't know how he got through these 10,000 years. Pulled him out of the man's skin. Looking at the look of a poor puppy. I touched his tender face lovingly." Yi'er. Go for the wine you brewed. Bring me a pot."

Shui Yi'er looked at her master and nodded. I didn't expect Uncle Shi to look like he was just twenty years old. No wonder you pay attention to your face. Haven't they all been old? Why these two tens of thousands of people. They all look so young.

Holding a flask. Gently fill a cup. Hand it to the little uncle who still has peach blossom eyes on the other side. Kindness. How can this feel like watching a child?

Fingers with well-defined bones extended. Trembling raised his glass. Sticking out the tip of his small nose and sniffing it. It's very face-giving. complimented. Hmm... It smells so good."

Then stick out the tip of your pink tongue. Faint. Little by little, taste the peach blossom brew in the cup. That feeling. Well... It's like coaxing minors into drinking. This uncle is really surprisingly good-looking. is different from Murong Yi's masculinity. It's also different from Huoyan's bewitching temperament. There is no ink shallow and inconsequential.

It seems to be just a simple piece of jade. There is no blemish. There are no drawbacks. It's that transparent. It's almost a collection of the beauty of the world. Warm as jade. But there is also the character of a small child. It really is. An old monster. This is if you let it out. It's almost the rhythm of killing all kinds of girls together.

It is estimated that every woman who has hidden maternal love. I'm going to love this type of boy.

Holding a flask. looked at the little uncle who was immersed in the wine on the other side. Shui Yi'er suddenly had a particularly evil idea." Uncle Xiao. How does it taste?"

"Eun. Delicious... Wow. One more drink." staring at the wine jug in Shui Yi'er's hand with bright eyes. Reach over the cup and continue to beg. Shui Yi'er was very stingy and poured a full cup for Uncle Xiao.

"Later. I don't want to drink such delicious wine?" Wow Ka Ka Ka. Cute little uncle. Continue to seduce...

"Wow. I want to." Taste the delicious taste in your mouth. Almost reflexively answered Shui Yi'er's question.

Murong Yi, who is familiar with Shui Yi'er, and his master. At a glance, you can see that Shui Yi'er has no kind eyes. But he just smiled and didn't speak. Keep watching things go down.

"That... I'll give Uncle Shi two altars. Uncle Shi will listen to me in the future." Shui Yi'er continued to stare at Uncle Xiao's blown-up skin. An expression of wanting to abduct and sell children.

"Wow. Two altars. Okay, okay." Eyes with Venus. I don't care what Shui Yi'er says. The puppy nodded violently.

I didn't expect the prey to take the bait so quickly. Shui Yi'er raised her eyebrows. I gave him a whole pot of wine. In an instant, my little uncle was happy to find the north. Wow Ka Ka Ka. These are good wines. It's all mine. So happy. Hey. I just said something.

Ha ha. No matter what. I seem to remember that there are two jars of wine to drink...

Murong Yi and the old man covered their foreheads helplessly. Sighing. Uncle Xiao is so easy to deceive. Just live here. It's not a simple matter how much alcohol you want. As for the two jars of wine. Did you sell yourself? Poor baby...

Shui Yier is "very trustworthy". Immediately brought two jars of wine to him. while continuing to seduce the children." Uncle Xiao. You're so good-looking. Why did you use the master's skin to come here? I'm not afraid to get into trouble."

The old man was instantly displeased when he heard this. Immediately protested." Oops. Little girl, what do you mean. Your master, I have what you said you can't take out the door. How. Just your little uncle is good-looking. Isn't it good to be a teacher? Back in the day. Your master and I are also beautiful men who sweep the world."

"Uh..." Shui Yier helplessly ignored her master's protests. Waiting for Uncle Xiao's answer.

"Hey, hey. That's because I want to see if my brother is cheating or something. Even if I'm out there and messing with flowers. It's not my own reputation that is ruined·······" Wen Juntong's words. directly the old man half to death.