Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 109 The image has changed drastically, and the IQ is worrying

The thirteenth son was so kind to him, if his misfortune caused the thirteenth son to be implicated, then there would be no redemption for him, and now he couldn't help but feel a little worried about Ying Zige.

Ying Zige's face suddenly darkened: "What are you talking about? Ever since you became my entourage, I have regarded you as my most intimate entourage. I am willing to take risks for you. Besides, I got a A secret technique that can change your luck."

"You just need to hand over your face to me, and I will soon make your face darken, your gloomy face disappear, and give you back a face full of vigor!"

Ying Zige raised his head with a confident look, which immediately bluffed the other party.

"Young master! I will listen to you whatever you want!"

Han Baichuan gritted his teeth fiercely, and at this moment he was completely willing to go all out.

The thirteenth son is so kind to him, even if he touches him twice, it's worth it.

Besides, if he still looked unlucky, the thirteenth son would never take him to the Huns.

Staying in Xianyang, I have to face those terrible assassins every day, just thinking about it makes my heart feel cold.

"Okay, remember, you do it voluntarily. You bear all the risks yourself." Ying Zige said hastily, holding back the urge to smirk.

What is a test?

That is to say, before the experiment is successful, no one knows whether the experiment will be successful.

The word "own consequences" is to evade responsibility.

Ying Zige didn't want to be chased all over the street by Han Baichuan with a wooden sword after finishing his work.

"clear."

Han Baichuan nodded, his face full of gratitude.

Who said the thirteenth son is unreliable?

He can think of a follower everywhere, and it can be seen that he is indeed a good person.

At this moment, the gratitude in Han Baichuan's heart continued from the surging river.

At this second, he has made up his mind that no matter what happens in the future, he must stay by the thirteenth son's side and never let the thirteenth son be in any danger.

Seeing the grateful expression on the other party's face, Ying Zige suddenly burst into a smile.

This kid is so easy to take the bait.

He did it voluntarily, not because he wanted to fool him.

Thinking of this, Ying Zige felt at ease immediately, and he no longer had any psychological burden.

Then he took a deep breath and stepped forward, holding Han Baichuan's bewildered face with both hands.

Then a burst of kneading.

A gentle breath came out from the dantian with the courage of the internal force, and then it acted on Ying Zige's palms.

The aura of transformation of the world contained in the two palms, like a surge of breath, continuously transformed Han Baichuan's face.

"All right."

After a while, Ying Zige nodded in satisfaction, and let out a soft breath.

"Huh? He actually... has a smile on his face? And his expression has improved a lot, and he no longer has the unlucky temperament before." Jian Nu took a deep breath, and his eyes widened instantly, some couldn't believe what he saw. to this scene.

Obviously the Han Baichuan just now still had a sad face, making people want to give him two slaps just by looking at him.

But now.

Although it was still the same face, the gloom on his face had already been swept away, replaced by a sunny and handsome smiling face.

It seems that even the skin is much fairer.

In particular, the slightly raised corners of the mouth contained endless confidence.

Looking around from the corner of his eyes, there is a burst of heroic spirit!

No matter how you look at it, you look like a noble son.

Ying Zige was also a little surprised.

He clearly remembered that just as his palms were rubbing the opponent's face, his heart suddenly sank.

Nima!

I don't seem to have pinched clay figurines or anything.

It's just that before crossing, I pinched people's faces in online games, but what I used was not hands at all, but a mouse and keyboard.

But at that time, his hands had already covered the opponent's face, and there was no way to retreat.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and squeeze it down!

Even Ying Zige himself felt his scalp go numb.

I always felt that this face was squeezed out by myself, it must have a strange shape, the kind that would scare seven or eight people to pee on the spot.

But it turned out to be so perfect.

"Could it be that the real effect of this so-called high-level disguise technique is not on the shape I pinched with both hands, but on the face in my mind?"

"Understood, as long as I think about the ideal appearance in my heart, and then cover my face with my palms, I can succeed."

"It really is a good thing."

Ying Zige burst into admiration in his heart, boasting that he was a little genius.

"You guys, why are you looking at me like this?" Han Baichuan blinked and asked suspiciously.

If it was normal, when he said these words, he would definitely show a bewildered expression, coupled with his frowning face, it would make people feel depressed on the spot.

But at the moment.

Even with a bewildered look on her face, she is still cute and cute.

Especially the arc of the corner of the mouth when speaking, it is simply a handsome man.

Ying Zige was envious and jealous on the spot, thinking about giving himself a quick plastic surgery sometime.

"Have I really changed?"

Seeing Jian Nu's shocked face, Han Baichuan was taken aback, and couldn't help touching his face with his hands.

There was a burst of regret in my heart.

The thirteenth son is notoriously unreliable.

Can I still want the face he touched?
"Is there a mirror?" He just wanted to see what kind of ghost he had been made into.

"There is no mirror here, but you should have a pee." Jian Nu said with a blank expression, coldly.

"Oh!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Han Baichuan nodded, turned his head and walked towards the direction of the latrine.

Ying Zige and Jian Nu looked at each other, and their faces were covered with black lines.

Although Han Baichuan's image has changed drastically, his IQ is still worrying...

"Young Master Thirteen, are we really the three of us going to the land of the Huns this time?" Jian Nu asked coldly.

He had already realized that both Ying Zige and Han Baichuan could be regarded as top-notch swordsmen.

but.

The land of the Xiongnu is full of dangers, and the subordinates of the King of the Xiongnu even have the Four Heavenly Kings and the Eight King Kongs, all of whom are top experts.

Going to the land of the Huns rashly, with the three of them, no matter what tasks they perform, they will obviously not be able to succeed.

Ying Zige put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky, with a mysterious smile on his face: "Of course it's not just the three of us, there are also..."

"what!"

Before he finished speaking, there was an exclamation in the hut.

Han Baichuan, who noticed the change in himself, couldn't help shouting tremblingly: "This! Who is this person? It can't really be me, right? It turns out that after removing my unlucky aura, I turned out to be so handsome!"

Ying Zige was pretending to be mysterious just now, just to name another companion.

As a result, he was interrupted directly, and his face was filled with embarrassment.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed lightly, regained his mentality, and continued: "There is one more person..."

"So handsome? But it will attract bees and butterflies! This is a bit embarrassing. If the princess princess insists on marrying me, what should I do?"

Han Baichuan in the thatched hut is now worried.

So handsome, but also a burden.

Jian Nu frowned, and looked at Ying Zige impatiently, who else are you talking about.

(End of this chapter)