Tu Xiaoan is now level twenty-six, and if his consciousness is shrouded in a mortal's body, it can kill him in an instant.

Not to mention that the other party can dissipate his consciousness.

The widow-faced proprietress looked normal, but in Tu Xiao'an's eyes, she was full of weirdness.

The first strange point is that there is no breath on this person's body, even if his consciousness power was dissolved just now, there is no powerful breath bursting out.

This is very, very weird, the more powerful the martial cultivator, perhaps an awakened creature, the more powerful and obvious the aura on its body will be.

But this proprietress is like air, and people can't feel her breath.

It's completely confusing.

The second point is that the bowl of noodles is extremely delicious, making people feel very comfortable after drinking it, warm and warm, and making a bowl of noodles the pinnacle.

Under the snake soup base, it can be regarded as a different way.

She said that it was a good breed of snake, but Tu Xiao'an took a sip of noodle soup and concluded that this snake breed was definitely a rare snake species.

Rare snake species, whether it is flesh and blood, are extraordinary, otherwise there would not be any one, the price is more than millions, and it is difficult to find a snake.

She took a rare snake species of poisonous snake to make soup and make the soup base for noodles, which is a bit too big.

In this way, the price of this side is not expensive at all, it is simply cheap.

"The proprietress is really not an ordinary person, but you are too good at pretending."

Tu Xiaoan looked at her with a smile, but his tone was a little cold, he really knew how to pretend, and he wouldn't stop until the end.

"Little brother said that I am not an ordinary person, so what am I, am I a ghost?"

The proprietress who had regained her freedom had a look of horror on her face, and she pretended to be frightened and took several steps back from the bed in a row.

It's enough to act, Tu Xiaoan admits that he is not as good as her.

"I really suspect it's your ghost, there is no popularity on you, there is no demonic energy"

The widow-faced proprietress smiled: "There is a resentment in the ghost."

"So what the hell are you?"

"You just think that the old lady is a god, maybe the old lady is in a good mood, maybe bless you" She giggled, obviously laughing, but her voice couldn't hear joy and sorrow.

Tu Xiaoan frowned: "Still pretending to be a ghost, since I came in with you, I have to find out your identity"

A woman who can't even see through Tu Xiao'an, full of mystery.

"Show your true face of Lushan, otherwise I'm welcome"

The proprietress got up from the bed and walked down, looked at Tu Xiao'an coldly, and after a while, she actually ate and smiled, which shocked people's hearts.

"Young age, temper is not small, don't you just think about the beauty of the old lady, then you look at it"

She was wearing a black lace bra on her upper body, but she was still wearing pants on her lower body, and at this time, since she began to take off her pants, revealing a slender thigh.

It's just the same, the skin has no beauty, it is dark, and it is full of years of pig-killing knives.

Why is Tu Xiaoan so sure that she is not her true appearance, a person's temperament and an aura are often more credible than her words.

This proprietress is an old lady, acting perversely and domineering, but she always lacks a bit of real charm.

It seems to be pretending, and the other sentence is still the same sentence, she makes Tu Xiaoan unable to see through, and there is no breath in her body.

"Is my body good-looking?"

She took off her pants and asked with a smile, without a hint of shame.

"It's not good-looking," Tu Xiaoan said lightly.

She said, "Then you wait and see."

"Whew... Boom..."

There was a crisp grinding sound, with a slight length, like a snake shedding its skin, and she strangely began to shed her skin.

Yes, it's taking off, it's the same as taking off your clothes.

She has a strange figure, from the bottom to the top, taking off the outer layer of dark skin little by little.

This scene stunned Tu Xiaoan, and he began to think that the other party was wearing makeup, but when he touched her face, it was a real touch.

I can't help but wonder if she is like the kind of disguise in martial arts, completely changing a person's face, and it doesn't affect the sense of reality.

However, Tu Xiaoan thought a lot, but unfortunately he was wrong, he took off his skin, since the other party was like a snake, he could take off the skin on his body.

Then a newer, newer skin is revealed.

More and more, Tu Xiaoan is more vigilant against this boss lady, she doesn't show her breath, she can't judge her strength, but she can easily break down his powerful consciousness shackles.

This man is a bit against the sky.

He is now starting to doubt whether he is nosy, it seems that he is trying to provoke a big boss.

The proprietress magically kept peeling, but the process was slow, and she took it off very carefully, as if she was afraid that the skin to be taken off would be accidentally damaged.

Exactly ten minutes passed.

A completely strange woman appeared in front of her, she only had a set of black underwear all over her body, like a bikini, completely revealing her devilish good figure.

Now this body is really good and there is no fussiness.

The skin is brighter than snow, a crisp chest is outside, the clotted white jade, and the white legs are slender and straight, which perfectly outlines the exquisite curves.

Especially her face, which is still a widow's face, full of freckles and wrinkles, but a face of great color, she is like a budding peony flower, beautiful but not glamorous, glamorous but not vulgar, in a thousand forms, incomparable.

The molting was successful, and the corner of the boss lady after the transformation was smiling, charming and natural, with a pair of big watery eyes with a demon and pretty, looking at the handsome young man in front of her, and spitting lightly...

"Am I looking good now?"

Tu Xiaoan didn't squint, stared at the best beauty in front of him, who was completely "transformed", and swallowed his saliva.

He really wanted to fight for himself and said: ugly to death.

But he couldn't say such a disobedient word, just like in the store before, when she was still a widow and asked a customer: Am I ugly?

The guest didn't want to say that she wasn't ugly.

"This is what you are?" Tu Xiao'an asked uncertainly.

She smiled: "It's true"

Neuropathy!

obviously brings disaster to the country and the people, but he has to pretend to be ugly and disgusting others.

Could it be that she wants to experience what it's like to be an ugly girl?

It's like some big boss with a lot of money, who is interested in experiencing what it's like to be a beggar.

It's like an ancient emperor, who wanted to go out for a private visit, pretending to be a variety of characters, and finally the bad guy provoked him.

He solemnly pretended to show his identity as the emperor, and he liked to see people stunned and frightened.

This kind of bad taste is a bit immoral.

Beauty and ugliness are two extremes, but both are very impressive, but obviously, it is the beautiful things that make people happy.

With her current dignity, even if the noodles in the noodle restaurant are unpalatable to death, the business of the store must not be as bad as there.

(End of chapter)