"What? Isn't it good for me to dress like this?" Lin Changhong held his skirt with one hand and the silk handkerchief in his other hand, gently covering his mouth, and asked the person in the lead in a whisper.
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"Huh!"
The leader couldn't help laughing and shivered.
If he hadn't seen Lin Changhong wearing men's clothes, he would have thought that the person in front of him was a beautiful beauty.
But they had all seen Lin Changhong's men's clothes. Now listening to his voice and looking at his clothes, they really...the hairs all over their bodies stood up.
"Young Master Changhong, you... are amazing."
Several people raised their big fingers at Lin Changhong.
They thought that those spirit-cultivating people on the Qianhuan Continent would no longer think that the "little girl" in front of them was Lin Changhong they were going to hunt for?
Then, they turned their eyes to another person, Lin Chushui...
"Young Master Chu Shui, your outfit..."
"Cough, cough cough."
Lin Chushui coughed twice, and the sound was as old as an old man in his seventies or eighties.
Coupled with the severe wrinkles on his face and his gray hair, he looked like an old man.
Then with the body of his body... the beggar's clothes were worn. If he could use a crutch on his hand, it would be even better. They begged all the way to Ye County, and no one would find it.
"Brother Changhong, I think you should be covered with a veil, otherwise those people can still guess you." Lin Chushui glanced at Lin Changhong and reminded.
"Um."
Lin Changhong nodded.
Yes, those spiritual cultivators on Qianhuan Continent must have been tracked from the grandfather's house. They must have seen his Sangsang girl.
If he showed his face like this, his two almost identical faces would be recognized by a fool.
"It's okay, you guys wait for me."
He walked into his own room in the inn again, and after a while, he walked out.
"How is it now? No one can recognize me, right?"
"vomit!"
Please forgive their eyes for hurting. If they really can't stand the "woman" in front of them, can they raise their hands and beat them up?
"Young Master Changhong, what's your face?"
This is both red and yellow, one piece after another, and it looks so frightening that they are about to vomit out overnight dinner.
"Can't you tell me? A malignant tumor, how about it? Do I make it look like it? Chu Shui." He turned his head, raised the thing on his face and asked Lin Chushui.
"Wait, I'll help you with it."
Chu Shui raised his hand, moved a few more hands on Lin Changhong's face, then put his hand down, and nodded with satisfaction.
"That's about it, just put a veil."
Several others: "…"
Two young men, are you sure you are still normal people?
"Since you're going to be covered, why do you still have to be so... strange?"
Someone asked, he didn't dare to say the word "disgusting" because he was afraid of being beaten up by the two young men.
"In order not to scare the people outside to death," Lin Changhong answered without a doubt.
He went out with such a face. When the people outside saw him, they would not have to throw them into him with rotten vegetables or something, and then grabbed her and burned them to fire?
So, he is thinking about himself.
"You should put on those clothes as well, have another meal, and we should set off," he said to them.