Chapter 225 A Glimpse

A night of silence.

Zhao Changhe was half practicing and half paying attention to his surroundings, and was not in meditation.

I wonder how Miss Winged Fire Snake slept in the cave...

God knows, Suzaku didn't practice or sleep. All he could think about was how to dig out more of his insights and what price to pay for it. The last thing he thought about was what better way to die for this vest...

I don't know whether it was because Zhao Changhe's anti-tracing methods worked all the way, or because the Wang Daozhong and Tingxuelou assassins were beaten back and the second wave of assassinations had not yet fully started. In short, it was a calm night. At dawn that day, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes under the tree. The first thing he saw was the young lady emerging from the cave. The way she bent over was like a gathering of peaks and mountains, and the waves were like angry waves. It was so beautiful.

This figure is really hot.

Suzaku didn't know what he was looking at. When he saw him opening his eyes at the right time, he subconsciously smiled charmingly: "Good morning, good brother~"

After shouting, I almost didn't slap myself in the ear. At the same time, I realized how stupid that charming smile was. You couldn't see it with the mask. Who was you smiling at?

Zhao Changhe was happy and took off Wu Zhui's reins: "Let's go, my brother will take you to buy a mask."

Wu Zhui: "..."

Suzaku sat on the horse naturally: "I always feel that because you didn't take a good tour of Jianhu City before, you deliberately left the shopping there this time."

"Ha... Although this is not the reason, how come you even know this? Does everyone share the internal information of the Four Symbols Sect?"

"No." Suzaku frowned and said, "It's just that I happened to hear about it. I was working nearby at the time."

"It turns out that Little Snake Sister has been destined to me so early..."

"Who is destined to be with you? Get out!"

Wu Zhui spread his hooves and galloped away, unable to listen any longer.

Zhao Changhe left Jianhu City on the second day of the Beginning of Summer and headed south to Yangzhou, and now it was just after the Beginning of Autumn, exactly a quarter away.

And he went from the fourth level of the profound entrance to the sixth level. This sixth level has just been broken, and he is still far away from the seventh level. This speed is twice as slow as the initial stage with the naked eye, and there is no telling how much slower it will be after this...

Nothing has changed in the city, the bustle remains the same and the style remains the same. The lakeside in the distance started to have a hint of autumnal golden color from the gloomy green.

Not far into the city is still the familiar Wanhua Building, but Tang Wanzhuang is no longer there.

Even Wu Weiyang seems to be by Tang Buqi's side now.

After turning two streets, there is the small inn courtyard where Han Wubing once lived together. It was also here on the day of the Beginning of Summer. Zhao Changhe entered the inn with a sense of nostalgia and shouted: "The shopkeeper..."

"Hey, is that you, guest?" The shopkeeper actually recognized him: "The courtyard where you lived happened to be empty, do you want that one?"

Zhao Changhe was a little surprised: "You still remember me after so long?"

"Hey, it's hard to forget your terrifying sword, your majestic horse, and your handsome scar, right?" The shopkeeper squinted his eyes with a smile: "Are you Qianlong Thirteen Zhao Changhe?"

"No, no, I dress up like him, it's fashionable." Zhao Changhe didn't say much, and said with a smile: "That's the one, help feed my horse."

"Okay..." The shopkeeper didn't care whether he was really Zhao Changhe or not. He glanced at the snake-faced woman standing quietly beside him, his heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought something was wrong.

Most people would be a little frightened when they see such an evil snake face. At first glance, he is not a good person...

Zhao Changhe knew what he was thinking, so he pulled Zhuque's hand and ran away, but the pull was empty. Zhuque smiled half-heartedly: "Don't create a sense of urgency here, take the opportunity to hold hands or something, sister, I will travel the world." Your hair didn’t even grow even when you were young.”

Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I didn't think about it that way."

"So you just grab a woman's hand casually? How skillful is this?"

"Okay, okay." Zhao Changhe secretly thought that this girl is a real witch. Don't expect her to be sweeter than anyone else. In fact, she is alienated in her heart and will not give you a chance at all.

Zhao Changhe was quite familiar with these two streets because he had visited a weapons shop before. He quickly turned into a small shop and said with a smile: "As expected, I remember correctly. These small sundries are sold here."

Suzaku followed in and looked around. There were indeed many masks hanging on the wall.

The masks of her Four Symbol Cult highlight the "divinity", and most of them make people feel fierce or monster. However, the masks here are all played by little girls or children, and each one is cuter and prettier than the last.

Suzaku's eyes fell on a small fox mask, secretly thinking that at least this one looked a little bit more demonic. But I heard Zhao Changhe say: "Store, give me that one...yes, the one on your right, take two!"

Suzaku watched helplessly as the boss handed over two pig heads, and Zhao Changhe took the silly music and turned it over and over, smiling from ear to ear.

Suzaku was speechless: "Are you kidding me? How can you see people with this kind of mask on?"

"Hey, you are looking for a mask that is completely different from yours. It will not remind people of your sect. Of course, the cuter the better."

"That can't be a pig!"

"Why not?" Zhao Changhe said: "Look, even you yourself never thought that you could be a pig..."

Suzaku: "?"

"Oh, I mean even if you don't think you would choose such a mask, then no one in the world would guess it if they saw it, right?"

Suzaku thought it made sense...and then rejected him: "I won't wear it."

"Where does this stinky arrogance come from?" Zhao Changhe ignored her and put one on himself. He smiled and put it on her face: "A little bit~"

Suzaku finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

This pig is so cute!

Zhao Changhe couldn't help but took the opportunity to put another pig's face into her hand: "That's it, what's the point of getting entangled in such a big thing? I'm going to Jianhu to sort out the priorities, okay?"

Suzaku may have been scolded more than he had been in the past two days in ten years, and he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still didn't lose the pig face in his hand after all.

He just held it with his hands behind his back, as if he was embarrassed to be seen.

Zhao Changhe looked around and said in a low voice: "Your snake face has always attracted people's attention. It's better to change it sooner rather than later. Just go into the alley and come out to finish it."

Zhuque said: "Are you sure that others are paying attention to me, the snake, or you, the pig?"

"Uh, maybe it's me, a pig... that's not right." Zhao Changhe looked back and clenched his fist: "You deserve a beating, don't you?"

"You can't beat me!" Suzaku smiled and dodged, but actually entered the alley behind.

Zhao Changhe took a step forward, blocked the entrance of the alley, and turned his back to the alley.

What a tacit understanding.

Suzaku took a peek at his back, quickly took off his snake face, and put it on the piglet.

This is a soft mask, which is quite comfortable to wear. It is not as scratchy as expected from low-quality products. I feel a little better about being forced to wear a pig face.

Putting the Winged Fire Snake Mask back into his arms, he looked up and saw that Zhao Changhe was still facing away and motionless. Suzaku suddenly remembered that day in Taiyi Sect, when he stood in front of Wang Daozhong, with a slight cold sweat on his back, but he was as motionless as a mountain. .

Why are you thinking about this? I have already been beaten twice by this king.

I'll fight you next time I see you.

Little did he know that Zhao Changhe's eyes were full of surprise at this time.

The moment he took off the snake face and put on the piggy face, he saw the true appearance of the winged fire snake lady.

Willow eyebrows on the temples, eyes as bright as stars, face as pink as powder, and lips as if painted with vermilion. It is a very conventional description, but it is the most standard description of this kind of woman by Chinese literati, because this is not a sectarian sect at all, but an extremely standard classical She is a beauty... She is clearly a lady of a wealthy family. Some of the sisters who said she was Tang Wanzhuang probably believed her.

Her true identity must be extraordinary.

The glance he took at himself before putting on the mask was a bit playful, but it couldn't dilute the mature charm and... the stern look that couldn't be concealed. It was completely subconscious. Zhao Changhe was sure that if she found out that you dared to turn around, she would kill you immediately.

At this glance, people knew that she was a member of the demon sect who was really murderous, not Tang Wanzhuang or Yue Hongling.

But...it's still so beautiful.

It was so beautiful that I only regretted that the pig's head was covered up so quickly that people lost sight of it for a second.

"Hey, let's go. What are you doing standing here like a wooden stake?" A pig's head poked out from beside him.

Zhao Changhe turned to look at her, and the two pigs looked at each other.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and then both of them suddenly laughed at the same time.

Suzaku's mood became better inexplicably, and he felt that this pig face also had merit.

So Youyouran staggered out of the alley beside him: "Let's go and see Jianhu Lake. It should be very beautiful after the beginning of autumn."

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