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By the pond, Ling Qianyu freshened up and put away her bun.

Fang Qing was ordered to turn his back, but he said with a smile in his mouth: "Miss Qianyu, you just change your hairstyle and change into men's clothes, which is also called disguise?"

At this time, Ling Qianyu had already changed into men's clothes, just like those handsome sons in the ancient martial arts world.

It's a pity that Fang Qing has never seen her face.

But after a long time, he didn't believe that he couldn't find an opportunity.

"Alright, you turn around and take a look. ”

In just a moment, Ling Qianyu's voice became unfamiliar.

Fang Qing hurriedly turned around, and at first glance, he was almost not frightened, "I'll go, you're too scary, can you change your face?" I'm afraid of having nightmares in the middle of the night!"

It turned out that Ling Qianyu had put a fake skin on his face, although his facial features were correct, his face had obviously been severely burned!

Ling Qianyu said lightly: "I don't like to talk to people, this appearance is very suitable." ”

"Hehe, that's right, I was scared away when I saw it, who still talks to you. Fang Qing smiled bitterly, others don't need to look at it, but for a long time in the future, he will have to face this goosebump-inducing face every day.

Ling Qianyu pulled her long hair down a little more, somewhat covering the burn marks.

Fang Qing looked at it carefully, and had to admire this disguise technique, which was simply flawless.

However, Fang Qing always felt that something was missing.

The morning breeze blows, and a burst of fragrance hits.

Fang Qing finally knew what was missing, and said, "Miss Qianyu, your clothes are all new, and your daughter is ...... fragrant."

Hearing this, Ling Qianyu immediately understood what Fang Qing was referring to.

She couldn't help but worry, even if she sweated in the future, she was afraid that it would be feminine.

Playfully, Fang Qing deliberately joked: "I haven't changed my clothes for three days, it's very manly, do you want to wear mine?"

Ling Qianyu was stunned, anger flashing between his eyebrows.

"Just kidding, just kidding. Fang Qing hurriedly avoided the murderous gaze.

Ling Qianyu frowned, hesitated a little, and compromised: "In exchange!"

"Huh?"

Fang Qing was dumbfounded, he was just joking.

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The heavy armored locomotive is fast in the field and can respond as soon as it is attacked, and the key is not to occupy storage space. Therefore, many powerful warriors like this kind of car when they go out.

The tailblock is replaced by a "manly" Ling Qianyu.

After being silent for a long time, she finally couldn't help but ask, "Fang Qing, you fought with Wu Chengfeng that day, what happened to the waist-length red hair?"

Hearing this, Fang Qing was shocked.

The red hair was inexplicable, but it must have something to do with the mysterious power in his body.

"You see?"

Fang Qing turned his head and asked tentatively.

I remember that before the battle with Wu Chengfeng, his hair had already become like that.

Ling Qianyu glanced at Fang Qing's short black hair, and responded, "I was in the distance, and I happened to see it." ”

It seems that many people have seen it!

Fang Qing thought about it, the battle that day was so fierce, it was normal for there to be martial artists nearby.

Fang Qing naturally couldn't break secrets, but he didn't think of a good explanation at the moment.

can only say: "Everyone has secrets, for example, you have never told me, why do you do anything, you always say that there is no choice, I am curious, what do you want to get when you go to the Lingxiao Ancient Site." ”

"Is it related to the dragon eagle?" Ling Qianyu asked without answering.

Fang Qing was speechless, and said casually: "Sort of, by the way, thank you for robbing the prison and saving me." ”

He tried to get away from the topic.

Seeing that Fang Qing was reluctant to speak, Ling Qianyu fell silent and stopped speaking.

Fang Qing couldn't ask for it, so he concentrated on driving.

Occasionally, there would be xenomorphs encountered in the wild, and Fang Qing, who was not strong, could solve it alone, and Ling Qianyu was rarely required to do it himself.

The two of them traveled during the day and camped at night, going deeper into the wilderness, and the danger factor increased.

Fang Qing found that Ling Qianyu almost never slept at night, and had been meditating and cultivating.

This woman is more desperate than him!

Traveling all the way, Fang Qing tried his best to avoid the danger areas marked on the map, and at the same time, with his extraordinary xenomorph sensing ability, he avoided the xenos with dangerous breath in advance.

Day after day, Ling Qianyu rarely spoke, and Fang Qing would concentrate on cultivation at night in addition to hurrying.

At this time, he had already broken through and advanced to the advanced level of the True Martial Arts.

It's a pity that the last time he devoured Kong Yuan's essence blood, it quickly became useless. This made Fang Qing quite helpless, and it could be seen that that mysterious power had a great appetite, and it was difficult for the Yuan Martial Rank to satisfy it.

However, if it was too powerful for a xenomorph or martial artist, it would be difficult for Fang Qing to have a chance to swallow its essence blood.

Right now, he can only cultivate seriously, and he doesn't expect much help from the mysterious power.

In the tent, Fang Qing thought back to the battle that day, and he seemed to have scale armor on his chest. The last time Ling Qianyu asked about the long red hair, Fang Qing was also pondering these days, what kind of thing was he?

Pulling away his clothes, Fang Qing looked down carefully.

Circles of fan-shaped marks can be faintly seen on the chest, although they are very faint, but some traces can still be seen.

Whether the dragon clan is a different species or a different species, Fang Qing can't figure it out.

Maybe next time scales appear, you can study it, but unfortunately Fang Qing tried, no matter how he controlled his mood swings, he couldn't make his hair red, and he didn't see any signs of scales.

"That's it, let's have a chance to study it again in the future!"

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Three days later, Fang Qing and Ling Qianyu entered the ancient town of Yangmei, which was almost flooded by vegetation.

Before the catastrophe, Yangmei Ancient Town was a tourist town that retained the ancient buildings of the Ming and Qing dynasties, which was quite famous, but at this time it had long been dilapidated and deserted. Fang Qing brushed aside the tangled branches and vines, and finally found the door of a house, and he had to bend down to get in.

The room was dark and dim, Fang Qing took out the lights and turned them on, looking around.

Due to the lack of sunlight all year round, the seemingly well-preserved furniture has long been corroded by moisture, and the whole house is cold and cold, but it is much better than the wild.

Hungry in his stomach, Fang Qing put down the lamp, "Miss Qianyu, you can rest, I'll find out if there is any water source, pick up some firewood by the way, and get a roast pheasant tonight." ”

Ling Qianyu nodded and didn't speak, the eldest lady was from a delicate background, and she had never been exposed to these rough jobs at all, so she wouldn't do it if she came.

This time they fled the city in a hurry, and there was not much food and water in the storage rings of the two, but fortunately, they could occasionally encounter unmutated pheasants and wild cats along the way, Fang Qing put the prey into the ring, and due to the special space, it would not change qualitatively in a short time.

It was getting dark, and the clouds overhead were dense and thundering.

Ling Qianyu, who was cultivating, opened his eyes and looked towards the door, Fang Qing had been out for almost two hours, and he hadn't come back yet, and he hadn't heard any movement.

She frowned slightly, got up and went out.

Click, boom!

Lightning and thunder roared, and the rain fell suddenly.

Before turning into a soup chicken, Fang Qing finally returned to the house, "Hehe, there are really good things buried in this ancient town, Miss Qianyu, do you want to have some century-old pure brew." ”

Getting no response, Fang Qing looked back and took a closer look.

What about people?

Ling Qianyu's tent was empty.

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