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997 human skin mask

In the short period of time before Ximen Lang entered the tower, Gui Mo had already changed his clothes. He was still wearing a Tang suit with dark dragon patterns, but now he was wearing a black suit, which made him look solemn and more mature.

, her delicate skin looks even more as white as snow against the black coat.

Ximen Lang really couldn't guess whether this ruthless guy was a boy or a girl. If he was a boy, he had the appearance of a girl, with fair skin. If he was a girl, he was not feminine.

The second characteristic is that the chest is as flat as an airport!

Gui Mo stared at the face of the boy with the black spider painted on his face and said: "Cheng Dieyi, from now on, you are my slave and private property. You have to do whatever I ask you to do.

If you die, you must die, do you hear me?"

Ximen Lang replied sadly, "I heard it."

"Then let me ask you, why did you kill Yun Yao from Beihua Clan?" Gui Mo asked with some confusion.

Can I tell you why I killed him? Ximenlang secretly cursed, already thinking about how to say it, with a look of resentment on his face and said: "This guy is not a human being. A year ago, my cousin was touched by him

, let him give it to QJ, and later my cousin committed suicide because of it, so I killed him to avenge my cousin."

Lying is just a piece of cake for Ximen Lang. In addition, he loves to perform, so he can act perfectly without any flaws.

"That's right." Gui Mo nodded thoughtfully, and then asked curiously: "Are you Piao Piao?"

The so-called Piao Piao is the code name for gay men, and the name for lesbians is lesbian!

Before Ximen Lang pretended to be a gay man, he specifically searched for information about homosexuality on Du Niang, so he understood what the other party was asking. He shook his head and said, "No."

"Oh." Gui Mo asked again expressionlessly, "Then do you have a girlfriend?"

Ximen Lang guessed that this guy must be the elusive ghost 90% of the time. How dare he tell the truth and said: "No."

"oh."

Then, there was a long silence.

Gui Mo ordered: "Have a rest!"

"Yes!" Ximen Lang agreed, having received his master's approval, and sat cross-legged on the ground, silently practicing the Hunyuan Gong to restore his physical strength.

At the end of the day, he sat on a chair, quietly motionless, as if thinking about something on his mind.

After some exercise, more than half an hour passed. Ximen Lang opened his starry eyes and his mental state was much better.

The sound of "buzzing..." lingered in the tower, which was the sound of hungry mosquitoes.

Ximenlang activated his golden eyes and looked at the mosquitoes in the air. He actually clearly saw more than ten mosquitoes with long mouths and thin legs flying in the air in the dark. Their petite wings were as thin as cicada wings, and they vibrated slightly and made a sound.

Suddenly, Gui Mo opened his bright eyes and stood up suddenly. The two fingers of his right hand were pinched together, and in the middle was a dot of silver light, which was clicking rapidly in the air.

Ximen Lang stared at it with puzzled eyes, only to find that what the other person was holding was an embroidery needle. As the tip of the needle shook back and forth in the air, the mosquitoes fell one after another. In an instant, the buzzing stopped suddenly.

This scene was so amazing that it made Ximen Lang's eyes widen. In the dark, he actually stabbed a mosquito to death with an embroidery needle. How many masters in the world can reach this level? It is simply a magical skill. Isn't it too exaggerated?

In an instant, Gui Mo sat on the chair again and continued to close his eyes and meditate.

Not long after, mosquitoes flew in again, buzzing and noisy, trying to get close to the two handsome men with fair and tender skin.

Gui Mo stood up again, and a little silver light appeared on his fingers, which was extremely weak. His figure twisted strangely, like a ghost.

The needle moves and the mosquito falls!

Ximen Lang thought to himself: "This skill is really great!"

With the dedicated young mosquito killer guarding the place, Ximenlang fell into a deep sleep without the harassment of mosquitoes.

The next morning, Ximenlang woke up while leaning against the wall and found that the wounds on his body were gradually healing. When he turned around and glanced, he saw that the ground was covered with a layer of shriveled mosquito corpses, thousands of them.

He had goosebumps all over his body and he didn't dare to look anymore. He quickly raised his head and saw Gui Mo holding an embroidery needle and embroidering on a piece of white cloth.

The slender fingers held the embroidery needle, raising and lowering it from time to time, pricking the embroidery cloth needle by needle. Gui Mo concentrated on embroidering this lotus pattern, and the faint sunlight shone in from the window and fell on her white |

Her fair face looked extremely holy, like a young lady in a quiet boudoir.

For a moment, Ximen Lang felt that he was clearly a girl, and a very beautiful girl, so how could he be a boy?

He spent most of the day embroidering at the end of the day. There was dry food and water prepared by him in the tower, and the two of them ate and drank some.

There was no communication, except that Gui Mo would occasionally raise his head slightly during the embroidery, inadvertently passing by Ximen Lang's face, and then continue to concentrate on the embroidery.

Night comes again!

It was pitch dark again inside the tower, and Gui Mo said, "Let's go out in a while."

Ximen Lang was stunned and quickly asked: "Where are you going?"

"General Helmsman of Donghua Gate."

"What are you doing there?" Ximen Lang asked curiously.

Gui Mo was very patient at this time and said: "I want to find something. It is my senior brother's weapon. Now it has appeared in Donghua Gate. Some members of the sect said they saw it with their own eyes."

Ximen Lang said thoughtfully: "Oh." He thought to himself, damn, it must be the poisonous dragon sting I left behind when I created Donghua Sect last time. A member of Donghua Sect leaked the news.

, to attract this guy Ghost here. Oops, I still carry a fish bone sword with me. If this guy finds me, I will be in danger!

"Master Turtle, do I have to go too?"

"Of course, you are my slave and my only follower."

"This... I killed Yun Yao. People in the bar have already seen me. Maybe there are people from Donghuamen among them. Wouldn't it be dangerous for me to let you go? I should find something to cover my face.

By the way, do you have stockings? I'll put them on your head." Ximen Lang thought to himself, Damn it, I am the biggest enemy of Donghuamen, those bastards will tear me into pieces when they see me.

No, I must not expose it.

Gui Mo said calmly: "I have stockings, but I have to keep them to wear. I can't give them to you. It's easy not to show your true colors." He stood up and took off a leopard hanging diagonally on the wall.

He took out a bunch of things from his wallet, put it on the table, and said, "You choose one, I'll give it to you."

Ximen Lang stepped forward and looked over with curious eyes. He saw that the thing on top was actually a human face, so lifelike that even the pockmarks on his face were clearly visible. He said in surprise: "Human skin mask..."


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