Chapter 883
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Guili Chen Guang said this to cover for his companions, as well as for himself.
As the heir of the Northern Cliff Gui Li Clan, his face was very famous. Fortunately, he encountered Blood Night Concubine just now. If it was the Northern Cliff team, his identity would be exposed!
Once his identity as a Northern Cliff cultivator was exposed, he had no doubt that Xiao Xiao would not care about old friendships. She would definitely mince him into minced meat and make dumplings at lightning speed.
He shuddered at the thought of that scene!
"That's a good idea!"
Zhen Xiaoxiao blinked and immediately showed an excited expression.
"Are you going to make a leather mask?"
He already knew that Little Chen Guang was hiding a top-notch craftsmanship. Not only could the mask pass off as genuine, but it could also fake the other party's voice and aura.
Anyway, Blood Night Concubine's storage bag and artifact were in his hands. With her identity as a cover, it could indeed help everyone move around in West Qi more justifiably.
Moreover …
Moreover, Zhen Xiaoxiao knew that Chen Guang was a little nervous.
His identity and the mission given to him by the Spiritual Gate … Just thinking about it made him feel bitter.
It was really hard for him to come up with this idea to compromise.
"But among the ten of us, there are only three girls. What about the seven of you? Can you dress up as a girl? "
"I refuse!"
Before Zhen Xiaoxiao could finish, Yang Yan screamed and jumped up. He could not accept the thought of wearing a thin gauze and stroking his hair coquettishly.
"In a normal team, only the identity of the leader should be a little more outstanding. As for the followers, they can be replaced by some random reason …"
"Also, I saw that the two or three male followers of Blood Night Concubine were dressed the same. They were all barefooted and topless, with lanterns under them. There were fire patterns on their chests or backs, and they wore identical metal masks on their heads. Things like masks are also very easy to imitate. "
Guili Chen Guang stuttered to calm Yang Yan's irritable mood.
Then, he pretended to shake out some inconspicuous stones from the Southern Cauldron cultivator's storage bag.
"I just realized that the Southern Cauldron cultivators carried some interesting things with them. These stones seem to be able to conceal the traces of cultivation on their bodies."
He swallowed his tears and distributed the precious Concealment Jade that he had brought to East Spirit in case of emergencies to everyone present. He had brought it to the East Spirit.
After getting the jade stones, Yang Yan and Shentu Weiran had a lot of fun. Naturally, they no longer cared about his deceptive idea of making everyone take off their clothes and disguise themselves as Southern Cauldron.
After the time it took to burn a stick of incense, the young master of the oasis, Shui Zhongdao, whose back was plastered and carried on a stretcher, finally appeared in front of everyone.
Accompanying him were the High Priest, who had yet to wash off the plaster on his body, and the Young Master's younger sister, Shui Zhimei, who was still looking for Yang Yan to take a few bites.
"I'm really sorry, I can't get up now …"
As he said, Shui Guang Shui Chen Guang, Shui was Guang as as he as he as he as possible, Chen as as as Guang Was.
As he as Gued, as he as he almost fell from the Xiao Chen, Guang Chen as he Ling as he could. as as as as.
Wasn't this damned intruder's face smashed by Little Fairy and thrown into the shrine?
Why did he change into an even brighter gauze dress and appear in front of me again while being escorted by five burly men wearing metal masks?
Just as Shui Zhongji fell into complete despair.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's voice sounded.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. We're just playing." Blood Night Concubine giggled as she rubbed her cheeks. Soon, she took off her mask.
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