Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly grabbed the big ice lump:

"Don't worry."

“.” Ran Qingmo's eyes were puzzled.

As if asking, didn't you mean to let me kill that Bai Zhao just now?

Xu Yuan didn't speak, blinked.

Ran Qingmo blinked suspiciously.

Xu Yuan glanced at the seat.

Ran Qingmo sat back honestly.

After doing this, Xu Yuan turned his eyes and looked at Xu Xinyao again:

"I die, he dies, choose."

Ban Yu,

Xu Xinyao said with a little difficulty:

"Third brother, this is not just a two-choice topic, he has no need to betray at all, and others will not believe him."

Xu Yuan nodded and said in a low voice:

"You're right, my current reputation is not enough to convince the world of a gang leader's words, but Xin Yaoling seems to have forgotten a little."

"What?" Xu Xinyao.

Xu Yuan spit out a sentence:

"Those friends had seen me before, and they knew what kind of person I was now."

“.” Xu Xinyao's pupils shrank slightly.

Xu Yuan continued:

"Huanglongji is too close to Shengshan County or Vientiane City, the time is right, the characters are right, plus this kind of information, you say that they won't think deeply about this kind of coincidence? And if they think about it, will they talk to their elders? ”

Speaking of this, Xu Yuan smiled meaninglessly:

"Of course, you can also say that the people you make friends with are stupid people who don't think so much."

“.” Xu Xinyao was silent.

Xu Yuan looked directly into her eyes:

"Xin Yao, I just told you how the second brother died.

"Even if I agree, my father will not agree, because if it happens, I will die."

Sighing, Xu Yuan looked sideways at the sky outside the pavilion:

"If it is ten years later, he will say this matter casually, because at that time I had the confidence to cultivate beyond the current Xu Changge, but not now, I am too weak."

Xu Changan is not the second Xu Yinhe, because he died.

In this world, cultivation cannot determine everything, but many things cannot be achieved without cultivation at all.

When the words fell, Xu Xinyao was quiet for a long time.

Xu Yuan stared at him for a while, and when he saw that he still didn't answer, he was not ready to continue persuasion, retracted his gaze, picked up chopsticks, and said in a low voice:

"Forget it, eat first."

"He's dead."

"What?"

Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xu Xinyao with some incredulity.

Xu Xinyao's hand on her thigh clenched very tightly, and when she raised her eyes, she was a little red:

"He's dead, I.. I don't want my third brother to die. ”

“.”

This time it was Xu Yuan's turn to be silent, and his eyes were a little strange.

After being stunned for a long time, Xu Yuan suddenly smiled, raised his hand and wiped the tears that were about to drip from the corners of Xin Yao's eyes:

"Don't cry, you, I was joking with you just now.

"I didn't lie to him just now, I'm really going to talk to my father about him, although there is a high probability that he will be placed under house arrest, but he should have no worries about his life."

Hearing this, Xu Xinyao's expression changed for a while, she turned her face away, and bit her lip:

"Third brother, you know how to bully me"

Xu Yuan withdrew his hand, poured himself a cup of fragrant tea, and pointed to another human skin mask in the compartment of the box on the table:

"Take it, don't be seen by others, or someone will probably die."

"Hmm." Xu Xinyao nodded silently.

After doing this, Xu Yuan suddenly found that Ran Qingmo on the side was still looking at him, and in a good mood, he leaned in slightly, and asked with a chuckle:

"Keep looking at me, is this mask pretty?"

The man's breath approached, Ran Qingmo subconsciously sat up straight, stepped back slightly, looked at it carefully, and replied:

"Well, it's not as good as you used to be."

"Huh?"

Xu Yuan hesitated lightly, and after groaning slightly, he asked in a serious voice:

"It's too general, can you help me describe what it looked better than it does now."

“.”

Listening to this serious tone, Ran Qingmo's eyes condensed slightly, staring at Xu Yuan seriously, as if searching for adjectives in his mind.

And at this time,

Xu Xinyao on the side rolled her eyes and directly handed over a bronze mirror:

"Third brother, don't be embarrassed for Sister Qingmo, see for yourself."

"Tsk."

Xu Yuan smacked his lips and glared at the four sisters, but he also sat up straight and took the bronze mirror and glanced at it.

A man with a delicate face was imprinted in his eyes, and he raised his hand to touch it without the slightest sense of foreign body.

It's much more natural than the technology of the previous life, and it's still accessible.

Proper black technology.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan smiled and raised his eyes to look at Xu Xinyao, and at this time, the other party had already put on the mask.

Although he has a mask, the indifferent and gentle temperament on the other party still can't be hidden.

Xu Yuan looked at the other party and did not speak.

Xu Xinyao asked a little strangely:

"Third brother, what are you staring at me?"

Xu Yuan got up slowly, and then replied:

"The high-level leaders of the Vientiane Sect have seen you, although this mask can't be seen through the soul, but the temperament is too similar."

Xu Xinyao was slightly stunned, looked at Xu Yuan who came closer, and asked in a low voice:

"What then? Find someone to make it easy to look at? ”

Xu Yuan walked behind the four sisters and stroked each other's shawl long hair:

"Now that your face has completely changed, how do you want to change your appearance? Just give you a hairstyle. ”

"Hairstyle?" Xu Xinyao was stunned.

"Give me some headbands." Xu Yuan said with a smile.

Xu Xinyao's eyes were a little puzzled, but she still gave it to the other party.

Xu Yuan recalled slightly, then pulled up Xu Xinyao's long black and translucent hair and began to twist it familiarly.

For a moment, there was no sound in the pavilion.

Ran Qingmo sat opposite, staring at Xu Yuan with a faint gaze on Xu Xinyao's hair.

A quarter of an hour later,

Xu Xinyao stared at her other-looking hairstyle in the mirror without blinking, and then turned her eyes to stare at Xu Yuan behind her through the mirror, her eyes became a little strange:

"Third brother. What kind of hairstyle is this? ”

"A hairstyle that can change temperament."

Xu Yuan looked at Xu Xinyao, who was slightly cold in the mirror, and smiled.

This is what I learned from a girlfriend who likes to dress up in my previous life, a hairstyle every day, and every time I clamored for him to help, I learned it over time.

Xu Xinyao was silent for a moment, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and her tone became a little teasing:

"It seems that third brother, you still learned some things to please girls in those years."

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Xu Yuan gently tugged the high ponytail on the back of Xu Xinyao's head, and explained in a soft voice:

"When you go to Vientiane Sect, remember not to wear you, change to a neat one, like Ran Qingmo, it's good."

After that, he put the remaining headband on the stone table, and the righteous sister turned her head regardless of the pain.

And then

He met Ran Qingmo's faint gaze.

Look at each other for two seconds,

Xu Yuan asked as usual:

"You want it too?"

“.”

Hearing this, Ran Qingmo glanced at Xu Xinyao's hairstyle, was slightly silent, and shook his head:

"No, this hairstyle will fall apart as soon as it is fast."

Xu Yuan suggests:

"You can go and buy a few hair accessories engraved with formation patterns, or directly ask Xu Xinyao to give you two, as long as you don't get hit head-on, you won't scatter."

This big ice mound has always been black, and its hair is a natural shawl, and it has never been cleaned up.

Ran Qingmo finally shook his head:

"Waste of time."

"Okay."

Seeing this, Xu Yuan no longer persuaded him, and turned to Ran Qingmo and said:

"The hairstyle and clothes are solved, and the body is left, you remember to ask Xin Yao to let her wrap it up later."

“.” Ran Qingmo was puzzled.

“.” Xu Yuan's gaze slowly moved down, and then paused.

“.” Ran Qingmo's hand quickly moved up and grabbed the ink sword.

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