Guess who I am in the next world

Xiao Qingmo didn't know much about Dongfang Bubai, but Dongfang Bubai's self-pitying appearance was obviously not pure femininity, so he frowned slightly.

Dongfang Bubai is very powerful, and he once claimed to be the seat, so obviously his status is not ordinary, if it wasn't for the shocking secrets contained in it, how could he be what he is now.

"Must be dressed as a woman?"

Dongfang Bubai turned his eyes to look at him, and smiled slightly, he was clearly a man, but this smile was full of feminine charm.

This smile is undoubtedly very good-looking, but the wrinkles between Xiao Qingmo's eyebrows are a little deeper. Compared with him, he still prefers the imposing Dongfang Bubai when he fought with him before.

The current Dongfang Bubai has a sense of imitation, giving up his own advantages to imitate others, but losing his own charm.

But looking at Dongfang Bubai's expression, it was obviously not easy to change his mind.

Xiao Qingmo closed her eyes and thought.

Modern make-up is ridiculed as one of the four major magic arts. It is nothing more than a man disguised as a woman to soften the facial lines. It is a piece of cake.but……

Xiao Qingmo doesn't know how to make up!

In modern times, he is just a rich second-generation painter who travels all over the world. How can he know how to make up? Even if he was a complete master of women's clothing in the last world, it depends on the quality of the shell itself, and makeup does not exist.

Looking up at Dongfang Bubai's original appearance, he suddenly thought of a way.

Although he can't make up, he can draw!

You just need to convince Dongfang Bubai, let him know that with his face alone, you don't need makeup at all if you want to disguise yourself as a woman.

Think about it and put it into action.

Xiao Qingmo put the mask back on his face, nodded to Dongfang Bubai and said: "I have a way, come with me."

At this time, the rain had already lightened a lot, Xiao Qingmo didn't care, and rushed directly into the fine rain curtain.

Dongfang Bubai was still sitting in the pavilion, watching Xiao Qingmo's back as he walked further and further away, his eyes were filled with dark tides, until Xiao Qingmo was about to disappear, and with the idea of ​​turning a dead horse into a living horse doctor, he dodged to follow .

Xiao Qingmo's speed was not fast. Although Dongfang Bubai was a lot late, he quickly caught up. His eyes sized up his mask a few times before turning away.

Not long after, Xiao Qingmo took Dongfang Bubai back to the room and closed the door tightly under the surprised gaze of the innkeeper.

Xiao Qingmo rummaged through the table to find the rice paper, and took out the prepared pen and ink from the system space. After everything was ready, he stood in front of the table and pondered for a moment, then started to draw.

Dongfang Bubai looked at his movements, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he had plenty of time, and he was also a little curious about Xiao Qingmo's method, so he stepped forward and watched Xiao Qingmo paint.

It was only when Xiao Qingmo put down his pen that Dongfang Bubai came back to his senses, and looked at the painting on the table in amazement.

I saw a lifelike and beautiful woman painted on it. Xiao Qingmo only drew the woman's face, but her eyebrows, eyes and makeup were all clear.

Dongfang Bubai finished sizing up the woman on the painting, then turned to look at Xiao Qingmo, with a clear and pleasant voice, "Do you want me to paint this makeup too?"

Xiao Qingmo put down the paintbrush in his hand, shook his head and denied Dongfang Bubai's guess.

The woman in this painting was drawn based on the information in his mind in this life. The information he got every time was actually not only about the hero's martial arts skills, but also a small part about his life.

This information was not of much use to Xiao Qingmo in the past, but just now he accidentally discovered that the hero Wushuang Swordsman also has a direct sister.

His younger sister is also a powerful hero. Not only is she unparalleled in beauty, but her elegant and agile swordsmanship is even more powerful.

As a powerful heroine, she naturally has a heroic spirit in her eyebrows that other women do not have. Even on the day of her wedding, the fiery wedding dress, exquisite and charming makeup, and luxurious jewelry still cannot conceal the lingering beauty on her body. However heroic.

That's why Xiao Qingmo drew this heroine.The woman in this painting was drawn based on his memories of the heroine's appearance on the day of her wedding, and she looked quite different from Dongfang Bubai who was wearing a red dress now.

"Look at her carefully." Xiao Qingmo turned to look at the painting he had just finished, "Not all women are soft and gentle."

Dongfang Bubai heard the words and took a closer look. Sure enough, although the woman in the painting was beautiful, the arrogance and heroism in the eyebrows and eyes were vividly displayed, which was different from all the women he had come into contact with before.

His concubines may be gentle or charming, Ren Yingying is also a gentle and intelligent woman, but Sang Sanniang, the only female elder of the Sun Moon God Sect, is already old and has no reference value at all.

Therefore, when Dongfang Bubai's heart changed drastically, his first reaction was to turn himself into a virtuous and gentle woman.

But the woman in this painting opened the door to a new world for him, only then did he realize that there are still similar women in the world, women who do not give way to men.

"Do you think she is not a woman?"

Xiao Qingmo spoke again, but the information in his mind included the female general who guarded the Great Wall, she was a woman who made many men feel ashamed, so even if he wanted to be a man disguised as a woman, why force himself to dress up as a lady? !

Dongfang Bubai's eyes became brighter and brighter, jumping out of the circle of ladies, he suddenly discovered that with his own appearance, if he wanted to dress up as this kind of woman in the painting, it would be a breeze.

After solving the difficult problem, the troubles disappeared in an instant, and Dongfang Bubai was completely different. He raised his hand and stroked the drawing paper, with a smile in his mouth, and his brows were full of relief, "Who is on this painting?" ? Your sweetheart?"

"Dear younger sister."

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows in surprise, recalling Xiao Qingmo's appearance under the mask. Although he was indeed good-looking, he was not at all similar to the woman in the painting.

Xiao Qingmo knew his doubts, but he didn't intend to say anything more, he just pursed his lips and remained silent.After all, although the hero he is using now is brother and sister with the person in the painting, but his appearance is a fusion of his own appearance, so naturally it cannot be said to be similar.

However, Dongfang Invincible was misunderstood by his reaction.

He saw Xiao Qingmo wearing a strong outfit and wearing a mask to cover his face, his whole body was condensed, although he said he had a younger sister, but she was not by her side...

Associating back and forth, Dongfang Bubai logically thought of becoming a monk and destroying people, hiding his name, revenge and revenge, etc. He has seen these things as the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect.

"If you need any help, you can come to me."

Dongfang Bubai sat opposite Xiao Qingmo, propped his chin with his hand, and said casually.

Xiao Qingmo looked at him inexplicably, a little unclear about his sudden words, so, weren't you still talking about his makeup just now?Why do you suddenly need help? !

But Gao Leng's personality did not allow him to ask, so Xiao Qingmo just moved his eyes slightly, and then flatly rejected his proposal.

"You should also change your clothes." Looking at the gaudy red dress on Dongfang Bubai, Xiao Qingmo forcibly changed the topic.

"Are you busy recently? Why don't you go shopping with me, rouge, gouache, and dresses." Dongfang Bubai suddenly said with great interest. He wanted to get close to Xiao Qingmo who had just met and enlightened him. close.

Xiao Qingmo nodded casually, he was fine anyway, and he really didn't trust Dongfang Bubai's aesthetics.

……

Fuzhou city of Fujian.

An unremarkable wine shop stands beside the street.

Suddenly someone flew out from the wine cellar and smashed hard on the ground. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a young man in brocade clothes. He looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his face was white and red. His face turned red.

"Miss, I want you to kneel down and kowtow to apologize!"

Another young man came out of the wine shop, stood beside the young man, resting his head with one hand, with a playful smile on his face.

The handsome young man pressed his hands firmly to the ground, clenched his teeth, his spine was straight, and he refused to give in at all.

But his strength was weak, even with all his strength, his head was still getting closer and closer to the ground.This made him crippled with flaws, a sternness flashed across his eyes, he took out a dagger from his pocket, without looking carefully, he stabbed fiercely at the young man in front of him.

With the sound of the dagger piercing the flesh, the boy suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist. When his hands were soft, he let go of the dagger feebly, covering his painful wrist, the boy looked up angrily.

I saw an ordinary-looking chopstick landed beside him, which was the hidden weapon that hit his wrist just now.

"Little brother, it's enough to teach him a lesson. Judging by your appearance, it doesn't look like you want to really kill him. Don't let yourself regret it."

A warm and magnetic male voice sounded in the boy's ear, accompanied by a faint fragrance, which made the boy's head stunned by anger gradually calm down.

Looking in the direction where he stabbed with the dagger, he saw that the young man who was still domineering just now was clutching his stomach, his face was pale, and a large amount of blood flowed onto the ground, staining the street red.

The boy turned pale with fright in an instant, and couldn't help but take two steps back, muttering: "I didn't, I didn't intend to kill him."

Just as he was in a state of confusion, subconsciously looking for the elders who followed him, the previous voice sounded beside him again, with a hint of consolation, "Don't worry, although he is seriously injured, the person who protects him has treated him. There is a fear of life."

The boy heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and at the same time looked towards the source of the voice.

The man looked to be in his twenties, at the prime of his life, with an elegant and gentle demeanor, like a handsome young man, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that were romantic and affectionate, and possessed a strange charm.

At this time, the man was walking towards him with a smile on his face.

Chu Liuxiang looked at the young man who was sitting on the ground with some amusement, walked to him and said in a low voice, "Aren't you up yet?"

The young man with his head upturned came back to his senses, got up from the ground in a hurry, looked at Chu Liuxiang with admiration in his eyes, "Thank you for your help, senior, if it wasn't for senior, I would have killed him by mistake. Dare I ask senior's name?" "

Chu Liuxiang rubbed his nose, and smiled slightly, "Senior, there is no need, my surname is Chu, and meeting is fate, if you don't mind my little brother, just call me Big Brother Chu."

Chu Liuxiang was in the restaurant and saw the cause and effect of the conflict between the two. Although the young man was a little spoiled, being able to stand up for an unknown and unattractive woman was enough to show that he was kind in nature, and Chu Liuxiang had a good impression of him.

The young man looked at him with sparkling eyes. His already outstanding appearance, under this well-behaved appearance, was even more likable, and he shouted crisply: "Brother Chu."

"Eldest young master, are you alright? Are you injured?" Two big men ran over, supported the young man's shoulders, and slapped him up and down worriedly.

The young man smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

And the young man who was injured in the stomach was also supported by his men, and was taken away by his companions to find a doctor. Before leaving, he forced himself to open his eyes and stared at the young man fiercely.

Seeing his eyes, Chu Liuxiang frowned slightly. I'm afraid this matter will not end like this.

"Brother Chu, my name is Lin Pingzhi, and my home is Fuwei Escort Bureau. You have helped me a lot, why don't you come to my house?" Lin Pingzhi looked at Chu Liuxiang, his eyes were full of admiration for him.

Chu Liuxiang only used one trick, but he has already seen that Chu Liuxiang's martial arts are extraordinary, and he looks so young, which helped him even more. In Lin Pingzhi's mind, Chu Liuxiang is his idol!

Thinking of the look in the eyes of the domineering young man when he was leaving just now, and looking at the clear and pure eyes of the young man in front of him, Chu Liuxiang, who found himself in a different world, nodded.

Seeing that he agreed, Lin Pingzhi smiled even brighter, turned to the two big men and said, "Uncle Shi, Uncle Zheng, let's go back quickly."

Lin Pingzhi turned around and was about to leave. When he was pulling the horse rope, his movements suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something, he put down the rein in his hand, and returned to the wine shop that was messed up by the fight. When he saw the dark-skinned girl, he said politely: "This wine shop was damaged because of us, and the silver is given to you as compensation."

After finishing speaking, Lin Pingzhi handed the silver in his hand to the girl, and then took Chu Liuxiang, rode a horse, and headed towards the Fuwei Escort Bureau in high spirits.

The dark-skinned girl in the wine shop, holding the money given by Lin Pingzhi in her hand, looked at their backs as they receded, her eyes flickered, and the corners of her mouth curled up unknowingly.

Although her face was dark and full of spots and acne, her eyes were black and bright, extremely moving.

"Junior Sister, are we still opening this restaurant?"

The white-haired old man walked up to the girl, looked at her expression, raised his sparse eyebrows, hunched over and asked in a low voice.

The dark girl withdrew her gaze, looked at the silver in her hand, her eyes were squinted, "Open it! We have lost all the silver, let's continue to open it."