Song Yunge let the sweet girl leave, stared at Song Yuyan with a brow raised: "Are you injured?"

He could see Song Yuyan's spirit changes.

The mental damage and it was not an ordinary minor injury. It was obviously a strong enemy. He said thoughtfully: "Those who can hurt you must not be an ordinary person."

"Are you caring about me?" Song Yuyan smiled Qianxi with a clever smile.

Song Yunge smiled and shook his head: "Saint, I'm here to ask you Ru Meng what you are going to do?"

His smile slowly calmed down, and his face gradually became gloomy: "I actually killed our disciples in Tianyue Mountain, lured me out and ambush me!"

Song Yuyan fell silent.

Song Yunge said: "Let me tell you, I want to hear what's going on. No matter how confused you are, you shouldn't do such stupid things."

"You are implicated by me." Song Yuyan said: "It's my fault."

Song Yunge frowned at her.

Song Yuyan sighed and said, "Ru Meng said someone wants to kill me, and I think you have a good relationship with me, so I will kill you together."

Song Yunge laughed: "It's inexplicable!"

Song Yuyan said: "Tianyue Mountain and Yuntian Palace almost started fighting. We Ru Mengling had civil strife. What's so strange about it?"

"Aren't you a saint? Can't you suppress them?"

"I can't hold it back." Song Yuyan shook her head gently: "Several elders are unconvinced and insist on changing me."

Song Yunge raised his eyebrows.

Song Yuyan snorted: "If they want to change the saint, I naturally don't agree. I can only distinguish between the top and the bottom."

Song Yunge said: "Who's the idea this time, kill my senior brother and lead me out?"

"Mo Qingfan." Song Yuyan said: "It's a vicious girl. I think I'm in love with you."

Song Yunge laughed and said, "She really dares to think about it. How can men in the world take your eyes seriously, Saint."

Song Yuyan said: "She just doubts, kill you first to see if it is true, and it doesn't matter if it is fake."

Song Yunge shook his head and said, "You saint is too cowardly, right? You are forced to do this?"

"There is no way. My master died early and fought alone. Her master is still there. He contacted several elders..." Song Yuyan frowned and shook her head helplessly.

Even though I am a genius among the geniuses, I have reached the realm of Sword Marquis at a young age, I still cannot compare with those elders.

They are all old monsters with long lifespans. After living for so long, they became demon kings or even demon emperors. Fortunately, there was no demon god.

I also won over some people, but compared to those top elders, it was too thin.

"That means, you can't beat Mo Qingfan, so you, the saint, cannot be guaranteed?" Song Yunge smiled.

"Glimpse!" Song Yuyan said angrily: "Do you still have a conscience? Do you think it will be good for you to change to a saint?"

"Do you need my help?" Song Yunge smiled.

Song Yuyan snorted: "Dare you dare to help me? If you are labeled as a demon, your life will be unpredictable!"

She knew the rigorousness of the six major sects, and she hated the Demon Sect to the bone and could not tolerate any connection with the Demon Sect.

Song Yunge said: "Just do it secretly. We have at least lived and died together. You are more powerful than others to do it as a saint."

"Then help me kill Mo Qingfan." Song Yuyan said: "Or lead those elders away!"

Song Yunge looked at her.

Song Yuyan said angrily: "Don't you believe what I said?"

"You must not be careful." Song Yunge said.

He knew Song Yuyan, and he lies without blinking, and it is difficult to tell the truth or the false.

Song Yuyan snorted: "Do you dare to be with me? You're really caught! "

Song Yunge said: "Do you have a mask?"

"...yes." Song Yuyan nodded gently: "Wait a minute."

She rose up lightly, her clothes fluttered, she left the room, and came back a while later, handing a small dough from her sleeve.

Song Yunge took it, shook it gently, and the small dough suddenly expanded and turned into a mask as thin as a cicada's wings.

Song Yunge looked at the mask carefully, and was almost nothing, and he could not see any appearance.

"Not poisonous?" Song Yunge tilted his head to look at Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan glanced at him: "Poison you to death!"

"That's good." Song Yunge nodded and gently pressed on his face, as cool as if immersed in a cold spring.

After a little cold, I didn't feel it anymore. It seemed to have disappeared. I got up and looked at it in front of the mirror.

The person in the mirror is already a middle-aged man with a pale face and a cold star.

Song Yunge smiled.

The middle-aged man also laughed, without any stiffness.

Song Yunge sneered.

The middle-aged man sneered.

Song Yunge seems to be a little smirk, and so is middle-aged men.

Song Yunge nodded in admiration.

Wearing this without telling it was a mask, just like his own expression, which was beyond his imagination.

The mask I had given to Lu Jinchuan the last one was a treasure of Li Qingchi. It was also a rare mask. It had no flaws when worn, but it was far from reaching the magic of this one. The subtle expressions were clearly displayed and subtle.

"It is a treasure, which can not only change its appearance, but also change its sound." Song Yuyan said: "Don't you think your voice has changed?"

Song Yunge said: "It's really changed?"

He found that his voice was indeed different. He had changed his entire person, but he was still smooth, unlike a forced change.

"It's so amazing!" Song Yunge exclaimed.

Song Yuyan said: "I have invested a lot this time. This thing is a rare treasure. Don't destroy it."

"It's easy to break?" Song Yunge reached out and found that he couldn't take it down. He immediately said "Huh".

"Hell!" Song Yuyan smiled proudly.

Song Yunge didn't believe in evil, so he fumbled his fingers and wanted to find the joint, but his face was smooth and he couldn't find it.

It seems that this face is integrated with your own skin. When you touch it, it feels like touching your own skin. You can clearly feel your fingers without any sense of barrier.

"What the hell are you doing!" Song Yunge said angrily.

Song Yuyan smiled and said, "This mask is so weird. You are dead!"

"Bored!" Song Yunge snorted.

Song Yuyan said: "You are so boring!"

Song Yunge glanced at her sideways.

Song Yuyan chuckled and said, "Okay, okay, you need to use internal force to point five parts in an instant, which is the facial features. They cannot be light or heavy, just touch them."

Song Yunge reached out his hand and formed a string of finger shadows, which hit his eyes, ears, nose and mouth almost at the same time.

The mask fell gently, and Song Yunge reached out to catch it, and it quickly turned into a ball of dough.

"Very good." Song Yunge directly put his sleeves in his sleeve.

"Be careful to keep it." Song Yuyan's eyes followed it.

Song Yunge smiled: "This won't bother you."

Song Yuyan snorted: "Do you want to return it to me?"

"I'll help you, don't you give me a mask?" Song Yunge said: "Saint, aren't you so stingy?"

"... Forget it." Song Yuyan said angrily: "I'll give it to you."

Song Yunge smiled satisfied.

Song Yuyan said: "Your senior brother died at the hands of Mo Qingfan, and she personally killed your senior brother."

Song Yunge frowned and said, "What does she look like?"

"Well..." Song Yuyan tilted her red lips with disdain: "I like to show her true face, as if I was afraid that others would not know that she was beautiful."
Chapter completed!