Yan Yunting flew back to the White Horse Inn, and saw Wu Qingyao waving at him at the window.

"Miss Wu, you've been-"

"Come on in!"

Wu Qingyao hurriedly dragged Yan Yunting and the unicorn into the room, "Smack!" "Close the window heavily.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yunting asked.

"It's the Immortal Hunt Order!" Wu Qingyao lowered his voice and said, "Just now, the Qingyun Sect personally appointed a monk and posted a hunt and kill order for you on the immortal list at the entrance of the bazaar!" ”

"Oh."

There was a table of food and drinks in the house. The little Pegasus ran faster than Yan Yunting, rushed to the table and tore off a chicken leg and gnawed it down.

"Aren't horses vegetarians?" Yan Yunting shook his head and smiled, sat down too, and began to move his chopsticks.

"It's all this time, are you still in the mood to eat?"

"How can I fill my stomach without eating, how can I recover faster from my injuries if I don't fill my stomach, and how can I get revenge if I don't recover from my injuries faster?"

"Yes...... But are you so unimpressed? That's the Immortal Realm Hunt Order, which applies to the entire Immortal Realm! Wu Qingyao sat opposite each other and stared at Yan Yunting anxiously.

"The way you look now, in a common saying in our world, it's called 'the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry'," Yan Yunting put a piece of braised pork into his mouth, and said while chewing:

"I have been wanted by the government since I was fourteen years old, and the year before last, I was regarded as a national thief by the human dynasty...... So wanted for this kind of thing, just get used to it, don't make a fuss. ”

"But this is not the human world, but the unscrupulous fairy world, do you know how many spirit stones are on the list to reward you? A whole 10,000 pieces! Wu Qingyao bit her lip, "I don't even dare to take you out of the house, I'm afraid that the whole market is spreading your portrait now!" ”

Yan Yunting was still unhurried, "Then what do you say I should do?" ”

Wu Qingyao paced back and forth in the room, "What should I do...... What to do......"

I don't know how many times I walked back and forth, but she suddenly paused: "There is!" ”

Seeing her palms spread, she took out a set of white robes and a pair of danqing cloth boots, handed them to Yan Yunting and said, "I have a set of men's clothes here, is it appropriate for you to change them quickly?" ”

Yan Yunting has grown so big, it seems that he has never worn white clothes, white clothes are difficult to wash, and they are easy to get dirty. He was embarrassed to refuse, took the white clothes and asked, "This dress belongs to your man?" ”

"Shame on you!"

Wu Qingyao said: "This is my brother's clothes!" He's as tall and strong as you, but he's ...... Much more handsome than you. ”

Wu Qingyao is so beautiful, his brother must not be far behind.

It just so happened that Yan Yunting's clothes were covered with blood, so let's change into clean clothes at that time. He put down his chopsticks and got up to undress.

Wu Qingyao hurriedly turned his back.

Yan Yunting raised his eyebrows, "I don't take off my pants, what are you hiding?" ”

Wu Qingyao scolded lightly: "You are not ashamed, don't say these shameful words, lest people hear it and think what we are doing in the room." ”

Yan Yunting smiled, took off his old clothes, and put on a white coat, although the size was just right, but this dress was too troublesome, the underwear should be buttoned, the outer coat should be wrapped in a belt, the water sleeves can be two feet wide, and the hem is similar to a woman's skirt.

It's ugly...... At least in Wu Xiu's eyes, girls only wear this kind of thing!

"Aren't you dressed yet?" Wu Qingyao asked softly.

Yan Yunting drooped his long sleeves and said with a wry smile: "Miss Wu, your dress is too strange, with such wide sleeves, it will be very inconvenient for me to fight." ”

Wu Qingyao turned around and saw the man in front of her wearing, with long sleeves and short sleeves, high shoulders and low shoulders, and a loose appearance, she "poofed", and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh:

"I find you to be such a weirdo, I think you are meticulous, you can't even do such a small thing as getting dressed, but you prefer to be like a person who does big things, hehe...... Is this the phrase that you often say, 'big husbands are not informal'? ”

Yan Yunting couldn't help blushing a little, he couldn't wear his clothes well, this was indeed ...... It's embarrassing, but in the final analysis: "I dare to say that most of the people who come from the human world are not used to wearing the clothes of your fairy world, which are wide, big and loose." ”

"This is called Baiyunliu Immortal Robe, a set can cost five or six hundred spirit stones, and ordinary monks of small sects can't afford to wear it, and you still dislike it."

Wu Qingyao put away her smile and urged: "Okay, you, quickly untie your belt, I'll help you wear it." ”

Yan Yunting pouted, "Aren't you ashamed?" ”

Wu Qingyao was helpless, "Then what else can be done, I can't let you go out sloppily, it will be more eye-catching." ”

Yan Yunting unbuckled his belt, and the plackets on both sides of his clothes were open, and the criss-crossing scars were like decorations, making his already strong and strong muscles even wilder.

"Are all of you martial cultivators like this, with scars all over your body?" Wu Qingyao stared at the scar, tiptoeing, and asked while tightening her robe.

Yan Yunting hummed softly, "The people who walk the rivers and lakes, the people who dare to love and hate, which one is not injured?" ”

"You even have some pride, most of these scars are fatal."

"If they're really deadly, I won't be standing in front of you."

"We people in the immortal realm will not let ourselves be injured easily."

"That's because you don't refine your flesh, but every one has a fine skin and tender flesh; Our martial arts cultivation is different, when we cultivate to a certain level, the true qi will turn around and the limbs will be hundreds, and the body will be as hard as a stone, and ordinary swords will not be injured. ”

"So that day on the cliff, you had the courage to approach me step by step?"

"On the one hand, I am confident that you will not stab me, and on the other hand, I am confident that you will not stab me."

"Hmph......" Wu Qingyao dressed Yan Yunting very carefully, even if there was a slight asymmetry in the neckline, she had to sort it out before counting.

She tightened her cuffs left and right, and when she touched Yan Yunting's prosthetic arm, "Your right arm ......"

Yan Yunting's tone was flat, "It's broken, and now it's a trap arm." ”

Wu Qingyao was silent for a long time before gently spit out three words: "Martial barbarian......"

The Baiyun Liuxian robe was put on.

I have to say that with Yan Yunting's figure, as long as the clothes are properly worn, the appearance is not bad. With the blessing of a white robe, the original shabby and vicissitudes of life suddenly became a little fairy.

"Hmm...... It's pretty exquisite, and I didn't waste my brother's clothes. Wu Qingyao held her chin and looked at Yan Yunting, "If you shave the stubble again, and tie your hair with a crown, you will definitely change your appearance." ”

"I think that's enough, it's so different from what I used to look like that no one can see."

"That's not good, since you want to disguise, you have to change to the end. You sit down, I'll help you sort it out myself. ”

Wu Qingyao pressed Yan Yunting back to the bench, brought a bronze mirror, took out a comb and scissors, rubbed his nose playfully, and put on a look of showing off his skills.

Yan Yunting was uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, I used to help my brother dress up, and when he passed by me, every time he went out on the street, there were many female monks who threw their arms on him, so you should look forward to the results!"

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