"What's going on?!"

Jin Lanzhi, who was washing, raised his head fiercely.

Listen to the sound, a bit like a peaceful roar.

But his roar doesn't make sense at all!

Before I could think about it, the courtyard gate was kicked away.

"Bang!"

The door panel flipped over a few times and fell to his side, shattering to pieces.

Jin Lanzhi, who looked confused, slowly raised his head and looked at the door.

In the Qiyun Sect, few people dared to provoke him like this.

Except for that Uncle Ping!!

Sure enough, at the door, Ping Yi stood with angry eyes.

"Jin Lanzhi, get out of here!"

"Poof!"

Jin Lanzhi couldn't hold back and laughed.

On the face of Pingzhi, three black lines were drawn horizontally on the door of the head, and on both sides of the mouth, three small black mustaches were skimmed out.

"Jin Lanzhi, what's going on?!"

Jin Lanzhi hurriedly restrained his smile and replied in a daze: "Master Pingtang, what were you playing last night, you forgot to wash your face??" ”

Pingyi was angry from the heart: "Does Lao Tzu seem to be the kind of person who forgets to wash his face?!" ”

The corners of Jin Lanzhi's mouth twitched unconsciously.

Of course not!

But what else can he say besides?!

No need to think about it, this must be Ling Luoyu's masterpiece.

Because apart from her, no one in the Qiyun Sect dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head, and no one could draw a picture on his face.

Ji Yun also got the news and rushed over.

"Master Pingtang, what's wrong?!"

He only knew that he kicked Jin Lanzhi far away, but he didn't know what was going on.

Calm and angry, he suddenly turned his head to look.

Ji Yun suddenly restrained his steps, a smile appeared on his lips, but he stopped it.

"You...... The face?! ”

He tentatively aimed at his face.

"What's going on!?"

"What's going on? What the hell is going on with you!? ”

Ping Yizhi pointed to his face, furious.

"When I went to bed last night, Lao Tzu was fine, why did he wake up with so many things on his face?! Say, which of the two of you drew it?! ”

Jin Lanzhi and Ji Yun's faces changed greatly.

This black cauldron can't be carried.

If you carry it, you will lose half your life!

The two of them waved their hands and shook their heads at the moment, and hurriedly defended.

"It's not me!"

"It's not ...... me either"

Before the two could finish arguing, Ping Yizhi suddenly slapped at the courtyard wall, collapsing half of the house in an instant.

"It's not you, could it be that Lao Tzu painted it when he was sleepwalking?!"

Ji Yun snorted noncommittally: "Master Pingtang, when you are sleepwalking, you draw it more credibly than us!" You think, with your cultivation, the two of us are in your face...... Isn't that crooked?! ”

Jin Lanzhi hurriedly echoed: "Yes, as far as the cultivation of the two of us is concerned, don't talk about it in front of you, I'm afraid that as soon as you enter the room, you will be discovered, right?!" ”

Sincerely: "......"

Of course he knew this, but now, he really couldn't figure out what was going on on his face, so he could only rely on these two people!

"Fart!! In the whole hall, only you two have the courage to paint on my face, if it weren't for you, who else could it be?! ”

In the roar, Ping Yizhi found that Jin Lanzhi and Ji Yun's eyes fell behind him together, and he couldn't help but look at them as well.

Behind him, Ling Luoyu was dressed loosely in white, and was sleepily brushing his teeth with herbal ointment.

As soon as she saw peace, her eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Jin Lanzhi incredulously.

"Who is he?!"

Jin Lan's heart said don't you know?!