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Chapter three hundred and ninety third, painted skin

The human skin in front of me supported me. It was a woman with skin as cream and beautiful as a flower. She had no thread on her body, which made Bai Xiaonian, the first brother, blushed.

Bai Xiaonian felt from the bottom of her heart.

It's so beautiful. This is the best woman he has ever seen in his life. No female celebrities on TV are that good-looking.

But he also knew that the woman in front of him was just a piece of skin, and there was nothing under her skin.

Thinking about it this way, it wiped out some of his evil desires.

“So beautiful…”

Even when Pojun saw this ridged human skin, he was amazed and the hostility on his body disappeared a lot.

Lian Zhen, who was standing beside him, looked at Po Jun's attitude and muttered: "You guy is too real, you seem to have never seen a beautiful woman?"

"This is the same as food, sex, and men. This evil demon harms people. What should be punished should be punished."

Po Jun said awkwardly and politely, he had never touched a woman after he died for so many years. He had indeed had some secular ideas in an instant.

Bingchen beside him seemed to be affected by Po Jun's words.

At this time, the human skin turned into a demon and immediately fell to the ground and begged for mercy.

"My lord, the little woman was turned into a semen after she died. She has never harmed anyone since she was spiritual. She came here just to absorb some essence and never hurt the root cause. And she absorbed the essence that men don't want..."

Bai Xiaonian recalled what Li Yun said just now that this demon was not angry and understood some truth.

"It may indeed be like what she said. The news I received before was that this guy deliberately scared people and scared people out of problems without excessive ejaculation."

"The little girl has never had any harm to others. Those people are... those girls are not good at learning skills, and the appearance of the illusion on her face will sometimes fail. It is not the little girl's intention."

The monster painted skin said a little aggrievedly that what she absorbed was originally the energy that men don’t want, and there was really no idea of ​​harming people.

"If this is true, there is no need to punish the great precepts, but I still have to take it back." Bai Xiaonian pondered.

The monsters in the painting skin were almost crying.

"Why... the little women never harm others, and those men also gained happiness. Even if they accidentally disturbed people, they would not hurt their lives."

"In our China..." Bai Xiaonian paused and said, "It is illegal to be a lady."

The monster with a skin was stunned and was speechless. She was a human skin and had some remaining memories. Of course, she knew that doing this in the world was illegal...

I didn't expect that I was in trouble because of this, but fortunately, the punishment seems to be too heavy...

"You said, the skin you transformed can attract people?"

At this time, Bing Chen next to him actually made a sound.

Bai Xiaonian Pojun and the others were all a little surprised. You should know that Bingchen had always shown an extremely cold and unrestrained style before.

The monster with the painted skin dared not neglect Bingchen. This big ice pile is a real evil star.

"Yes, it's a very powerful plastic surgery doctor during my lifetime. Some of his remaining memories have been left on me. I can draw the most beautiful appearance in the world..." The monster of painted skin added carefully: "For humans, of course I don't know much about the ice pile."

It’s okay if you don’t know the ice pile, but you’re quite rigorous. Bai Xiaonian silently complained in her heart.

"Plastic surgery doctor?" Po Jun seemed to have grasped the point, and said with a somewhat ominous premonition: "I'll take the liberty to ask, are all men or women in your life?"

The monster who painted skins said for granted.

"Male."

"Forehead..."

"Only men know what men want best." The monster in the painted skin touched his face beautifully and said: "This perfect face is the perfect woman that the plastic surgeon dreamed of during his lifetime."

Po Jun said he was about to vomit... Although he didn't know why, he just wanted to vomit.

At this moment, Bingchen pondered for a moment and said.

"I have been like this since I have consciousness, without any change, and I want to transform a person's appearance but cannot..."

The monster with a skin is also considered a thief, and suddenly realized the truth.

"I understand! You want me to draw a face for you, right?" The monster with skins is not stupid, and he guessed Bingchen's thoughts at once.

“It’s not necessary…”

"How can you do it? How can you walk without a human face? It's terrifying to go out like a faceless ice pile. How about I help you carve a face?" The monster of painted skin was a little eager to try. In addition to having the intention of pleased the big boss Bingchen, he also had the influence of the plastic surgeon deep in his heart, who wanted to create beautiful things.

Bingchen did not refuse, but said lightly: "Ask."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll draw a face for you now. Brother Bing, do you want a man or a woman's face, or a beautiful or handsome?"

"random."

"Okay, okay."

The monster with the painted skin was a little happy. No specific requirements mean that she could play at will. It was naturally excellent. Perhaps it was because of the residual thoughts of the plastic surgeon during her lifetime. She was now very eager to draw a face for the ice sculpture in front of her.

"Your temperament is cold and desireless, not aggressive, but you feel like you are not fighting against the world, but you seem to have some persistence in your heart. This temperament... I understand, I understand how to draw."

Perhaps it was necessary to give Bingchen some spiritual power. Now this painting skin has been turned into a prototype, and the pretty human face has disappeared, replaced by a rotten human skin, with empty facial features and looking extremely terrifying.

"No wonder it scares people so much that they can't get up again. Just this face, tsk."

Po Jun was completely distracted from looking at this face.

Bai Xiaonian also felt a little uncomfortable, turned his head slightly and said.

"You guys take your time, and I'll take it off first."

As he said that, Bai Xiaonian put away the ghost generals and let them return to the soul banner to recuperate for a long time.

....

The people from the club called the police.

This is the first time the boss of this club called the police. He vowed that since he started working in this industry, he never thought that there would be such a day when he would find a police uncle if he had difficulties.

What the club is waiting for is not the police, but the blockade of the Antique Investigation Bureau, and irrelevant personnel have also been cleared out, including the owner of the club.

Bai Xiaonian came out to smoke cigarettes and waited quietly for the painted skin inside to make the ice sculptures have plastic surgery. He was not afraid of any trouble. Not to mention that the Antiques Investigation Bureau was blocking the outside, Bingchen's terrifying combat power alone would not cause any change in things.

Just when Bai Xiaonian was bored in smoking, a Taoist in white suddenly appeared in front of him and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!
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