Chapter 70: The Art of Transfiguration

Thinking that Ji Yunyi could be called a demon, Duan Mingyu's heart was moved, so after learning about the relationship between Ye Xun and Ji Yunyi, Duan Mingyu felt very uncomfortable. In the past, the scene of flirting with Ji Yunyi kept coming to mind, King Xiang was intentional, and the goddess was ruthless! It turns out that the beauty already has a place in her heart, so why should she be obsessed with it.

Duan Mingyu smiled bitterly, "My mother, who are you?" How did you show up in my room! ”

A short dwarf old woman stood in front of Duan Mingyu at some point, which really startled Duan Mingyu.

"Haha! Brother Mingyu, you were actually deceived by me, giggle......" The dwarf old woman slowly tore off her face with her hands, and the dwarf old woman suddenly turned into a little girl with a pink carving and jade peck.

"Zhao Niang! It's you! How did you do that? Duan Mingyu looked at Yang Zhaoniang, who had changed greatly, and asked quite uncalmly.

"Want to know? Then beg me, wow! Yang Zhaoniang got carried away.

Duan Mingyu was speechless, "You little girl, do you want to say it?" ”

"What can you do if you don't say it? Come on, you want me, giggle......" Yang Zhaoniang didn't pay any attention to Duan Mingyu's coercion, that look, that face, tsk, that's called an arrogance!

"Say it or not!" Duan Mingyu's pupils flashed a hint of ruthlessness slightly!

"Don't say, what are you going to do? If you dare to mess around, I will sue Sister Yanyan, saying that you bullied me...... Hum! Yang Zhaoniang is most afraid of Duan Mingyu's expression, this expression proves that this guy is going to make a trick.

"Three strings of sugar gourds!"

"No, I just won't tell you!" Yang Zhaoniang put on a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

"Five strings!"

"Don't try to use material temptations to get out of my secrets!" Yang Zhaoniang waved her small fist, indicating her determination to never be moved by foreign objects!

"Seven strings of sugar gourds!"

"Hmph, you are so vulgar, in your heart, this girl is so undignified!" Yang Zhaoniang's expression seemed to be heartbroken! Duan Mingyu was about to go up to comfort this little girl, but Yang Zhaoniang said slyly: "Ten strings is not okay?"

"Gah!" (Someone's waist flashes)

"If you tell me why, this champion will spare you from death! Ahem...... It's smooth. I'm sorry, I mean, if you make it clear, don't say ten strings, a hundred strings of sugar gourds are no problem! Duan Mingyu swore solemnly.

"Oh yes!" Yang Zhaoniang's eyes suddenly began to shine, she could actually extort this guy, giggles, this kind of thing is a rare occurrence in a hundred years! Well, this girl must rob the rich and help the poor in order to strengthen the prestige of my beggar gang!

"Of course it's true, it's more real than pearls!" Duan Mingyu said righteously.

"Well, let's pull a hook first!"

"That's not good, Zhao Niang, you're at least four years old this year, why are you still the same as a three-year-old child!" Duan Mingyu regained his majestic appearance.

"Four years old, you're tall, I'm ten years old this year!" Yang Zhaoniang said angrily.

Duan Mingyu was speechless, "You still know that you are ten years old, so why do you still play such a mentally retarded game!" ”

"Hmph, the main reason is that someone's integrity is too low, and he can only be restrained by mentally retarded methods." Yang Zhaoniang fought back without showing weakness.

"Bullshit, this champion is full of heaven, the ground is round, the eyebrows are clear, and the foreskin of the eyes is ......"

"Stop, does this have anything to do with integrity?" Yang Zhaoniang asked.

"Well, it seems, probably, it looks like ......"

"It looks like you're looking at you, you Duan Mingyu and the word honesty are the relationship that can't be beaten by eight poles!" Yang Zhaoniang sighed regretfully, looked at Duan Mingyu with hatred, and shook her head.

"Okay, okay, you're amazing, you're ruthless, I'll just pull with you!" Duan Mingyu said that he was not this girl's opponent, and hurriedly raised the white flag to surrender.

"Giggles, then hurry up, pull the hook and hang yourself, you can't change it for a hundred years, huh...... You stupid, you can't pull the hook, little thumb, use the little thumb, well, thumb print, yes, okay, that's it, good, good! Print one more! Yang Zhaoniang finished pulling the hook with satisfaction, looking at Duan Mingyu looking sick, depressed and listless, like a dead father and mother, no daughter-in-law!

"Alright, now it's time for you to tell me how you did it!" Duan Mingyu glanced at Yang Zhaoniang and said.

"For the sake of your sincere inquiry, this girl will tell you, this is the legendary disguise technique!" Yang Zhaoniang raised her chin.

"Are you sure it's a makeover, not a facelift?"

"you, you're just getting plastic surgery!" Yang Zhaoniang touched her nose and said.

"Ahem, in fact, I didn't mean that, you know, I mean that our powerful Zhao Niang sister's disguise technique is really exquisite, it can be called unprecedented, and there is no one who will come after, thinking of the world and the world, crying in vain!"

"Listening to your tone, it seems that my disguise technique is very good and makes you very sad!" Yang Zhaoniang frowned.

"Ahem again, my fault, it's all my fault, the first two sentences are caused by feelings, and the last two sentences are the champions who are lamenting the suffering of the people's livelihood and the tragic experience of the great rivers and mountains!" Duan Mingyu pretended to be sad and wiped two drops of saliva on the corners of his eyes, pretending to be very realistic, really forced!

"Hmph, the ghost believes you!" Yang Zhaoniang chopped her feet.

"By the way, Zhao Niang, is your disguise technique good at refining? How long have you been studying? Are you interested in teaching my brother a hand! Duan Ming said with a smile on his face.

"Not interested, not in the mood!"

"A hundred strings!"

"Ten thousand strings are useless this time! Hmph, this is my ancestral trick of passing on women to men, you think you want to learn it! Besides, I practiced from the age of three to the age of ten to get to the point of being fake, can you persevere? Yang Zhaoniang put away her joking smile and said to Duan Mingyu seriously.

"Yes, it's a strange rule to pass on women but not men!" Duan Mingyu said quite unhappily.

If the disguise technique only learns the skin, it is useless at all, and only if you can achieve a level like Yang Zhaoniang that is fake and real, then it can be regarded as worthwhile! Therefore, Duan Mingyu had to be ruthless and extinguish the unrealistic idea of learning the disguise technique.

Yang Zhaoniang said: "Hehe, where is my sugar gourd?" Hurry up and get it! ”

"You just said these two sentences and thought of a hundred strings of sugar gourds? You think beautifully! Duan Mingyu crossed his feet, hum, how many times, he dared to continue to rob while the fire was burning, lovely sister Zhaoniang, the consequences of blackmailing this champion, that is very serious!

"Okay, Duan Mingyu! You really don't talk much, hum, this girl is blind, I want to expose your dirty side to the world! Yang Zhaoniang gritted her teeth.