Yumingchuan especially remembers Lu Qing wearing wedding clothes for many years. It was the only time he saw Lu Qing wearing women's clothes. At that time, he thought Lu Qing was a little enchanting, but he didn't expect Lu Qing to be red, and the soul stirring demon color became more and more publicized.

Especially her current makeup.

The eyebrows are painted more delicately. They fly obliquely to the temples, and the magic rouge is also applied around the eyes. Like the corners of the eyes, an obliquely upward flying line is drawn. The eyebrows and eyes alone have attracted the soul.

Coupled with her red lips, Lu Qing felt that she was a female goblin who harmed the world.

Yunluo cleaned up this dress for her. She doesn't even know how to make up.

Yunluo was so skillful that he even had a whole set of ancient cosmetics.

Lu Qing is very satisfied with the image created by Yunluo. The only dissatisfaction is——

Why is it called marinated egg!!

The key to this matter is not that the marinated eggs are not marinated eggs, but that several people involved in this matter think that Ludan's name is very good and matches Lu Qing. They don't know that there is such a food as marinated eggs in the world

Therefore, they did not understand where Lu qingnu came from.

However, this anger with this dress really complements each other, beautiful and domineering, like a burning flame.

Just before dusk, when they finally saw the sunset, Lu Qing took this dress to the camp where the morning God King was imprisoned.

As soon as he entered the door, Lu Qing saw a man who was more publicized than himself.

This morning God King is just like the clowns of later generations. He is full of colorful and colorful fabrics stitched together, and he is irregular, regardless of shape or chromatographic arrangement.

In short, it is special random, special chaos.

Look at Lu Qing's embarrassment.

Because I don't know what's on the face of this goods. It's also colorful, including hair.

In order to make himself look more evil, Yunluo put some finger covers on Lu Qing's fingers. His fingers are extremely sharp and bring some interesting poison

"Ugly."

Lu Qing's first words when he entered the camp were this.

However, the "clown" smiled back at Lu Qing's words, which seemed to agree with him.

"I can't see an ugly man. I peel his clothes and wash his head and face."

Lu Qing left this sentence and walked out of the camp with a look of disgust.

A group of auxiliary soldiers quickly stepped forward and, despite the "clown"'s sudden curse, peeled off his colorful clothes layer by layer.

Peel off a dozen pieces!

After stripping, I saw an unusually thin young man with scars all over. I don't know what caused it. Sharp blade? Sharp teeth? burn? Scald?

Probably everything.

The most remarkable thing was that one of his objects was far beyond ordinary people, which surprised all the auxiliary soldiers.

"A scholar can be killed and not humiliated! A scholar can be killed and not humiliated!"

The "clown" suddenly shouted these two sentences. His voice was hoarse and ugly. His throat should have been hurt.

Lu Qing outside the tent wondered after hearing this, and then looked at Xiang Yunluo.

"How long has the morning light God become famous? Listen to this voice, how do I feel like a teenager?"

Yunluo also frowned, "I've heard his fame for more than ten years. It can't be a teenager..."

Then they heard a cry in the camp, accompanied by a sound of water. It seemed that the auxiliary soldiers were cleaning his body.

As soon as Chenguang Shenjun was caught, he became powerless with Ye Qiu's medicine, and couldn't find any means to get out. He even determined that he didn't know any hypnotic method, so he was temporarily imprisoned.

Why don't you give him a bath now? It's like death. Is it really similar to Lu Qing's guess?

Lu Qing thought that dressing up as such a person was a person who wanted to hide himself. Perhaps the last thing he wanted was to be seen, so she gave the order just now.

But unexpectedly, she seemed to touch the right point.

When the auxiliary soldiers took a bucket of dirty water out of the camp, the cry in the camp had turned into a sob.

"Why don't you just kill me? You'll regret it if you don't kill me!"

The first one was full of pity, and the second one was suddenly cruel and extremely abrupt.

"Lucheng... Fairy, please come in. It has been cleaned."

An auxiliary soldier who had been with Lu Qing said to Lu Qing awkwardly. They still didn't adapt to the sudden transformation of Lu chenglord into a Danxia fairy

Moreover, it's not a fairy, but a witch!

Give them back their kind and handsome Road City Master... The auxiliary soldiers are crying in their hearts one by one

Lu Qing coughed, raised her chin and went to be her Danxia fairy.

When I entered the camp again, the person I saw was totally unexpected.

This is clearly a teenager who is only fifteen or sixteen years old

Even if he was thin enough and covered with scars, he didn't know what abuse he had suffered.

Now the auxiliary soldier only wrapped a piece of linen around his waist, and his hair was tied back into a bundle, which made the boy more thin and helpless.

Just because, his face is definitely a pity, especially his eyes, like deer eyes with a layer of water vapor.

The facial features are extremely exquisite, but they are not like men or women, but it doesn't matter because he is beautiful enough.

Lu Qing was so beautiful that he wanted to destroy this beauty for a moment, especially when he looked at his eyes.

She closed her eyes slightly and Lu Qing shook her head. She might understand the cause of these scars on his body.

The young man, who did not Miss Lu Qing's eyes, suddenly twisted his face.

"You are all the same kind of people! If you don't kill me, I'll destroy you!"

The boy roared and struggled desperately to get to Lu Qing. It seemed that he wanted to bite her, eat her meat and drink her blood.

Lu Qing was full of doubts, but did not move. He just narrowed his eyes and looked at the boy lightly until he calmed down again.

"Tell me where the real morning God is, or you will have more scars. Well, you can also have fewer scars. As long as you like, I have a way to remove your scars."

Hearing the words in front, the young man's anger came back, but behind him, the deer's eyes suddenly lit up, then covered up again, and restored the original chuchuchupitiful.

"What can you do?"

"With a file, polish the scars a little bit until they are flush with the surrounding skin, and then add a special wound medicine to form a thin scab. When the scab falls off, the skin will be intact."

Lu Qing raised a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of her mouth. This way can indeed dilute the proliferation of scars to a certain extent, but it is extremely painful, and the recovery is not necessarily. She just wants to consolidate her wicked appearance.