The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

Ding Baocheng thought that the mask was almost applied, so he went out and washed his face with stream water.

After wiping off the drops of water, Ding Baocheng touched his face that was as smooth as before, and even a little tenderer, and smiled at the reflection in the water with satisfaction.

His beauty powder is unique on the earth. The Ding’s Beauty Clay he founded became popular in the 90s of last century. Almost every family has a bottle. The cheap and large bowl is easy to use.

It's a pity that because he didn't have a license and the effect was too good, he was squeezed out by his peers and blocked.

Ding Baocheng didn't bother to sell anymore, so he changed his career and opened an antique jade shop. The business in his old business went smoothly, and once the jadeite and jade were sold accurately, he didn't lose money.

He started from scratch and was worth hundreds of millions, and then used the money he earned to do charity to accumulate merits, practice cultivation and make money.

It's a pity that the sky is jealous of the confidante... No, it's the sky that is jealous of the talents. Ding Baocheng was not struck to death by the sky thunder, but Jin Dan was smashed through by high-voltage electricity.

It's really good fortune to trick people...

"Teacher, don't be emotional, your elixir can be cooked." Qing Xuzi hung on the beam and pointed his head to Ding Baocheng.

"Oh, good." Ding Baocheng came back to his senses and saw that the fire in the alchemy furnace was indeed out. He quickly opened the furnace door with tongs, took out the hot and red stone bowl and put it in quenching water to cool it down.

After a while, he smelled a strange fragrance wafting from the stone bowl in the quenching water.

Qing Xuzi was lying on the mouth of the water quenching tank, and his saliva almost flowed out, "What kind of elixir is this? Why is it so fragrant?"

Ding Baocheng took out the stone bowl and wiped off the water droplets on it with a cloth, opened the lid, and the strange fragrance instantly filled the whole alchemy room below: "It's a cold fragrance pearl. Wearing it can clear the mind and calm the mind. Taking it can preserve the natural body fragrance for three years."

"Give me one! Give me one!" Qingxuzi eagerly raised his hand to snatch the Leng Xiangzhu from Ding Baocheng's hand, but unfortunately he was just a wisp of smoke and couldn't touch anything.

Ding Baocheng saw that he was anxious, smiled and crushed the cold incense beads, put them in the incense burner and lit them on fire. The fragrance was rich and deserted in an instant, like the Tianshan snow lotus that does not eat the fireworks in the world.

"As expected of the disciple I taught," Qing Xuzi joyfully blended the burning fragrance into his smoke, and circled around Ding Baocheng: "It's so smart!"

Ding Baocheng smelled the cold fragrance on his body, and his eyes were lost for a moment. He had never had this cold fragrance bead before, but because the cold woody fragrance on Kong Mingfan made Ding Baocheng linger, so he made such a cold fragrance bead according to his feeling.

But Ding Baocheng felt that compared with Kong Mingfan's woody fragrance, this Lengxiangzhu was only somewhat similar, but after all, it didn't have the unique taste of Kong Mingfan.

Ding Baocheng put more than a dozen cold fragrance beads into brocade bags respectively. He touched one of the white brocade bags and moved his fingers slightly to make needles and threads. He embroidered a blue [flank] character on it, and the side was intertwined with silver thread and gold thread. Moiré.

Qingxuzi glanced at it, and said sourly: "Using the spell for two seconds, you have to hold the needle and thread for a long time... Even your little husband around you can't see it, I think you have such a heart in vain, is it interesting?"

"It's enough for me to know this intention myself, and he doesn't need to know." Ding Baocheng blushed, and put the brocade bag into his sleeve: "Let's go, I should go out."

Qing Xuzi rolled his eyes: "You are really selfless."

...

As soon as Ding Baocheng came out of the space, he heard Xiao Fuzi's knock on the door, and he hurriedly opened the door: "What's wrong?"

"Madam's petals are really gone, even the scar..." Xiao Fuzi glanced at Ding Baocheng's forehead and opened his mouth in surprise, then hurriedly pulled Ding Baocheng's sleeve and walked towards the back door: "Madam, run quickly, Master Biao was beaten Oh, and his face was also cut by a knife. He wants to accuse you indiscriminately, and he will come soon..."

"What? You said that Su Jing was..." Ding Baocheng was thinking about who beat Su Jing for him first, but he felt a chill behind him.

It is a hidden weapon.

Ding Baocheng raised his eyebrows, pulled the unaware Xiao Fuzi sideways to hide, and turned to see that half of Su Jing's face was red and swollen and there was a long knife wound in the same position as the one he was injured last night.

"You vixen!" Su Jing was taken aback when she saw that Ding Baocheng's face had recovered, and then thought of her disfigured face, angrily snatched the knife from Ah Zuo's hand and stabbed Ding Baocheng.

Xiao Fuzi yelped in fright.

Ding Baocheng steadied his pace, pulled Xiao Fuzi back, and secretly cast a spell to send out a gust of wind that hit Su Jing's knee.

Su Jing fell heavily to the ground with an "ah" and gnawed a mouthful of snow.

"Su Jing!" Kong Mingfan hurried over from the door, seeing Su Jing who was crying on the ground and the knife he threw on the ground, his expression turned cold, and he glanced at Ding Baocheng: "Ma'am, you... "

"Cousin...I'm in so much pain..." Su Jing heard that Kong Mingfan was coming, hurriedly got up covering her knees and walked to him to block his and Ding Baocheng's eyes, and said in a sad voice.

The wound on Su Jing's face was wet with tears, and his palm-sized face twitched in pain.

"Are you okay?" Kong Mingfan looked down at Su Jing's face and asked him in a low voice.

Su Jing took Kong Mingfan's hand and put it on her cheek, crying pear blossoms with rain: "How could it be okay? Cousin...I'm in so much pain... woo woo woo,"

Kong Mingfan touched his head and lips with a cold smile and said, "Don't cry."

Although Su Jing felt that his cousin shouldn't have smiled when he was injured like this, Kong Mingfan's smile was so good that he ignored the unhappiness directly, and cast his resentment on Ding Baocheng, saying: "It's all him! It must be him , I was dragged into the alley with a bag wrapped around my head and beaten up as soon as I left the house today, even the wound was exactly the same as the place where I scratched him yesterday!"

Kong Mingfan looked at Su Jing with no waves or traces in his eyes, and his voice was gentle but inexplicably cold: "You also know that you hurt him yesterday?"

Ding Baocheng stared blankly at Kong Mingfan, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Kong Mingfan was speaking for him.

Su Jing couldn't see it, and she cried and coquettishly said, "He's just a pariah, so what if he dies?"

"Well, you are right. No one in the world is as good as you, you are the most precious." Kong Mingfan smiled coldly.

"Cousin, are you going to divorce him?" Su Jing's face turned pale when she heard this, and she looked at Ding Baocheng as if showing off her might.

Ding Baocheng was taken aback.

Kong Mingfan looked up at Ding Baocheng.

When Ding Baocheng saw Kong Mingfan, he thought that Kong Mingfan was asking for a crime, and said, "He fell it himself."

Kong Mingfan turned his head at him and said softly with a smile: "It's nothing, Bao'er, you go back to the room first, and I'll take him to see the doctor. When I come back, I'll see you."