Bai Shixiu didn't pay attention to the little witch's might, he was experiencing an embarrassing thing.

Luobao Qian, who flew back with the treasure armor, suddenly put the white palace dress on Bai Baixiu's body.

Originally, a piece of cloth was nothing to throw on the body, but the white palace dress had spirituality, and it was automatically worn.

Tear it up!

The sound of tearing clothes came, and the combat uniform on Bai Shixiu's body was instantly shattered.

It was a false fragment, and it was shattered into countless powders.

In the blink of an eye, there was only a pair of European emperor red pants left on the young man's body.

It is clear that the white palace dress has a territorial concept.

There is a famous saying in a religious scripture: There shall be no god but me.

The same is true of the white palace clothes, which are put on Bai Baixiu's body, and immediately burst out with a kind of spirit of dominating the mountain, and no other coats are allowed.

The boy who was originally wearing a combat uniform with ape arms and bee waist suddenly turned into a white skirt fluttering blue paper.

"No, Lao Tzu is not a women's clothing boss!"

Bai Tianxiu refused in his heart, and almost cried on the spot.

He tugged desperately at the white palace suit, trying to take off the skirt-like thing, and then change from his bag for a spare set of clothes.

Strange things happened, no matter how he tore it, the white palace clothes never came off.

It was as if the armor had grown on him and became a part of his body.

If you have to forcibly take it off, it is tantamount to peeling off a layer of skin.

"Damn, what kind of tattered treasure, can't it be turned into men's clothing?"

Bai Tianxiu was so anxious that he scolded.

A set of skirts that can't be taken off will take a lifetime to wear them, and the pressure in this is your taste, and you will taste it.

Hearing the young man's scolding, Ye Wanying and Murong Shenyong looked over at the same time, and then laughed at the same time.

The laughter of the second daughter caused a critical blow to the people's Xiu'er.

He still has a bit of idol baggage, and even his sister-in-law can't help laughing, if he walks on the street after he goes back, how sassy the picture must be?

The young man's strong resistance touched the psychic armor.

There is no intention to plant flowers and flowers, and there is no intention to plant willows and willows.

Bai Tianxiu never dreamed that his resistance would resonate with Bao Jia.

A wave of thoughts poured into Bai Baixiu's mind:

"Sancai Baoyi, changing as expected."

Like an initiation, Bai Tianxiu suddenly understood the principle.

In his mind, there was a picture of a sassy boy in an anime, wearing a white suit and a cup.

When that image appeared, the clothes on his body changed.

The little witch and Murong Shenyong were dumbfounded, they saw a white mist flashing, and then the palace clothes on Bai Baixiu's body were gone, replaced by a white suit, which looked very much like Prince Charming in the new era.

"Haha, come again!"

Bai Shixiu himself also felt the change, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He also wanted to try how many times that kind of change could be changed.

When this thought flashed, another cloud of green mist appeared on him.

After a few seconds, the fog cleared, and the boy had an extra camouflage uniform.

The style of the dress was very ordinary, with cyan as the main body and camouflage mixed with camouflage, which can be called a relatively common costume in the wasteland.

That's what the daytime show wants, and the third round of changes begins.

His body was suddenly shrouded in a black mist.

When the black fog cleared, a set of black armor appeared on the boy's body!

The black armor was simple and powerful, making him look like a god of war on the battlefield.

The only fly in the ointment is that this god of war on the battlefield is wearing a pair of sneakers at his feet......

Despite this, the little witch and Sister Yong were still shown off by the daytime show.

From their point of view, the young man in black armor is extremely masculine and majestic.

Next, the second round of costume changes began for the day show.

The so-called second round is actually a single cycle.

I saw him change back and forth, all of them were the same three.

White suits, black armor, and cyan camouflage uniforms, no matter how he switched, they were always these three outfits.

After many experiments, the daytime show thoroughly understood the situation.

That set of three-talent treasure clothes, the beautiful name is called change, in fact, there are three changes.

Among them, Sancai, which can also be understood as three colors, mainly changes between white, black, and cyan.

In all fairness, despite its limitations, this set of clothes is still magical, after all, there are only a handful of clothes in the world that can change several forms.

What's more, the defense of the three talents.

Bai Tianxiu has personally learned the power of the Sancai Treasure Clothes, and with this treasure armor and body protection, it is not easy to die.

At the same time, he has a deeper understanding of the importance of falling money.

For Delti Gelvo, the day show just threw stones to ask for directions, and he himself didn't know whether the treasure money was reliable or not.

Now that his experiment has succeeded, it is of historic significance.

This means that from now on, he can turn other people's treasures into his own......

If the previous treasure money was suspected of being a counterfeit in the mind of the teenager, then from now on, he believes that this treasure is genuine!

In line with the principle of being a low-key person, he finally switched the Sancai treasure suit to a cyan camouflage uniform.

At this time, the black fog of fear had dissipated, and Uncle Hua walked over.

The vicissitudes of life uncle still had cold sweat on his forehead, revealing a kind of prostration after being tortured by nightmares, and deep confusion: "Xiaobai, what happened just now?" ”

Bai Shixiu asked rhetorically: "You don't remember?" ”

Uncle Hua became more and more dazed: "I remember some, it seems to have a nightmare, I don't know if it's true." ”

"Then it's a dream, it's all over." Bai Tianxiu comforted him, Uncle Hua, who was one star at best, met a four-star old lady, the level crushing was too serious, and it was understandable that he fell into deep fear.

After saying that, he found that something was wrong, and it stands to reason that after the black fog cleared, several other people on the top of the mountain should have some reaction.

Especially Su Yuyan, who had nothing to say and talked to him many times, didn't react at all, it was really weird.

Bai Shixiu took a closer look and found the truth of silence.

On the top of the mountain, a corpse was lying.

It was clear that the body belonged to a black man, his neck was bleeding profusely, and his entire head was missing.

Uncle Lin was squatting in front of the corpse, his old face was full of confusion, and there was deep confusion in his eyes.

The little Taoist priest was still sitting on the stone bench, always a quiet and beautiful man.

The most exaggerated reaction was Su Yuyan, this elusive vixen, who usually no one could see through her, but today she showed a look of horror.

That kind of fear is not faked, it is even more terrifying than a person who has fallen into the black fog of fear.

Su Yuyan's ever-shrinking pupils didn't look like she had seen a ghost in broad daylight, but more like she had encountered the most terrifying thing in the world.

Caught in that fear, she ignored the dissipation of the black fog, and she didn't have time to pay attention to Bai Tianxiu and the others walking out of the black fog.

Bai Baixiu followed Manager Su's gaze and found the source of her fear.

The source of fear is a person - Uncle Lin!

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