Chapter 43, life is like a drama all depends on acting skills
Are the three generations of ancestors related?
The black-robed man was stunned, and then accepted the statement.
"I don't know how many people this person has harmed with one mouth, it's not a pity to die, is there a problem?" he turned his head to look at Luo Xiao and said.
Luo Xiao shook his head slightly.
He was originally passing by, and he came to see it out of curiosity.
The grievances and hatreds between these two people, he is not interested in care.
Whoever kills whom, naturally, is fine.
"Good,...... Leave. ”
The black-robed man nodded, took his leave immediately, turned around and turned into an afterimage and left.
At the same time, a voice came slowly: "This person is Yan Xingyu, the twelfth prince of the Xia Kingdom, and Brother Tai's facial physique is very similar to him, so it is better to replace him, be cautious, and you can get a lifetime of wealth." ”
Condense into a line!
He found that Luo Xiao was not Yan Xingyu's rescuer, just an ordinary martial artist, it seemed that his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't even hide his own breath, seeing Luo Xiao's face that was almost exactly the same as Yan Xingyu's, he had a plan, wanting to see what interesting things would happen if this person was to impersonate Yan Xingyu.
The black-robed man also didn't go far, he stopped after about five hundred meters away from Luo Xiao, and hid in the bushes to monitor Luo Xiao, perhaps to see what would happen next in the play he had planned improvised.
Luo Xiao, who saw all this in his eyes, smiled silently, no matter which world, there are many good deeds and weirdos.
'I'm rich, can I see it, huh...... However, the identity of the prince can really be used. ’
Luo Xiao walked towards Yan Xingyu's corpse, and on the way, he casually pulled out the sword inserted in the ground and took a closer look.
The material of the sword is good, but it is a pity that the production process cannot keep up with the material, and the blind pursuit of gorgeousness has wasted a piece of good material in vain.
Luo Xiao really wanted to melt this sword and reforge it, but he didn't condense the golden pill now, and without the help of the golden pill fire, with his current micro-end mana, the consumption of reforging the sword was too great.
Later, go back to the dragon and use the dragon's power to reforge the sword.
Luo Xiao walked to Yan Xingyu's corpse, raised his left hand, and pinched the technique of soul chasing and soul rejuvenating, and then saw two almost invisible wisps of green smoke coming out of Yan Xingyu's head and body, merging into one, and flowing into Luo Xiao's palm.
Five hundred meters away, the black-robed man frowned: "What did he just do?"
was about to stretch his neck to take a look, but found that someone was approaching Luo Xiao's place, and immediately retracted his head.
"It's General Fu, it seems that the highlight of my play is coming. ”
disguised as the Twelve Princes Yan Xingyu, the most difficult thing is, of course, to make people believe.
"Oops, that body hasn't been disposed of yet......"
The black-robed man suddenly thought of Yan Xingyu's corpse, the real corpse was next to him, who would believe in a fake?" ”
Suddenly, the black-robed man's eyes suddenly appeared, and his eyes were incredible.
......
After using Soul Chasing and Soul Charming, Luo Xiao then used another spell - fingering.
Fingering is a spell that refers to things and makes them change, and Sun Wukong often uses this spell to point at monkey hair to change things in Journey to the West.
Beginners can only change the appearance, just a way to obstruct the eyes, the object of action can only be dead things, after the completion of the internal structure of things can be changed, can also be used on living things, for example, in Journey to the West, Tang Seng was turned into a tiger by the Kui wood wolf.
I saw a trace of golden light emerge between the index finger and middle finger of Luo Xiao's left hand, and as the sword pointed at the corpse on the ground, the corpse with the head of the person turned into two mossy stones, which fit the ground incomparably, making it impossible to see the flaws.
"The Twelve Princes!"
At this time, a sonorous and powerful voice came, and I saw a sturdy old man walking three meters behind Luo Xiao.
He is the old general Fu Yuefu, the former protector of the Xia Kingdom, he is past the age of the sixtieth year, but this posture is no worse than the young man who has practiced martial arts all the year round, and he is magnificent, not inferior to the emperor.
Luo Xiao's voice sank, turned his back to Old General Fu, imitated Yan Xingyu's voice, and said, "What's the matter?"
Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills. Thinking back then, when he was still struggling at the bottom of the fairy world, in those years when he was bleeding for some spirit stones, his acting skills saved him again and again.
Old General Fu raised his eyebrows, and the twelve princes in front of him always felt that something was wrong.
By the way, how did the clothes of the Twelve Princes change?
How did the royal family's clothes become miscellaneous clothes?
It's not that General Fu looks down on miscellaneous clothes, but the temperament of the twelve princes in the past is that they never wear miscellaneous brands, and before last night, they were all wearing royal specials, why did they become miscellaneous after they disappeared this morning?
The old general Fu, who had a thousand thoughts in his heart, said: "Twelve princes, your sudden disappearance makes us very worried, the Zuzhou Forest is not comparable to the Xia Kingdom, this is not a place where you can walk around, fortunately the prince is fine, otherwise the old minister will not be able to explain to the emperor." ”
Although he said honorifics, General Fu's complexion did not change much.
It doesn't seem to care much about the life and death of the twelve princes, but only cares about explaining to the emperor.
"Grandpa, there's someone here to spy on us. ”
A cold voice sounded, and I saw a heroic woman walking out of the forest, she was dressed in leather armor, holding a three-foot sword, and her eyebrows were somewhat similar to General Fu.
She is the granddaughter of General Fu, Concubine Fu Ruo.
Beside her, the person she pointed at with her sword was Mu Wu.
"I'm not, I didn't ......" Mu Wu was pointed at by the sword, panicking for a while.
She was hiding well, but when she saw Luo Xiao take the initiative to approach the black-robed man, she immediately became nervous, she had a good impression of Luo Xiao, and wanted to rescue Luo Xiao, but the black-robed man left quickly, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
She continued to look at Luo Xiao, and saw Luo Xiao turn a corpse on the ground into stone with one finger, and her heart shouted magic.
Then she saw a muscular old man approaching Luo Xiao, and she didn't have good intentions when she saw it.
This time, she planned to really come to the rescue, but as soon as she jumped down from the tree, she jumped into Fu Ruofei's field of vision so coincidentally, and then ......
That's it.
Voyeurism?
I'm not the kind of person who becomes too much!
But Mu Wu is now at a loss for words.
"Dare to quibble!" Fu Ruofei snorted, the sword in her hand was a little closer to Mu Wu's neck.
Mu Wu broke out in a cold sweat.
Luo Xiao turned around and shouted, "Stop! ”
When Concubine Fu Ruofei saw Luo Xiao looking like the Twelve Princes, she didn't think much about it for a while, and only said: "Twelve Princes, this person's concealment method is excellent, if she hadn't taken the initiative to appear, I wouldn't have been able to find out less than five meters away from her, if she was an assassin, I'm afraid that except for Grandpa, you and I wouldn't be able to live." ”
Luo Xiao said indifferently: "She is my apprentice. ”
"Apprentice?" Fu Ruofei smiled, "Twelve Princes, the three of us went to Donghai City together, why did an apprentice suddenly appear halfway through? Besides, what do you have to teach your personal family, Twelve Princes? Or do you covet this little girl's appearance and panic to keep her?"
"Concubine Ruo!" Old General Fu sighed in a low voice.
As the saying goes, if you don't see through it, Yan Xingyu is the twelfth prince in the end, so he should save some face.