Weng Qianxiang turned around and revealed his true face.

Compared with Zhong Qi’s appearance as a middle-aged uncle before, Weng Qianxiang’s true appearance at this time is much more eye-catching. His clothes are still rustic, but his face is But he really turned into a pretty boy!

Weng Qianxiang’s true appearance has the feminine beauty of a man, with a small face, thin lips, and starry eyes and sharp eyebrows. If he goes to film, he will definitely be the leading male candidate in a Danmei drama!

Not only the appearance has changed, but Weng Qianxiang’s figure has also changed from fat and round to slim and tall. He used to be 1.7 meters tall, but now he is 1.8 meters tall!

When Yan Shou saw it, he couldn't help but marvel.

"Holy shit, is this what you really look like?"

Long Feicheng walked around Weng Qianxiang several times in disbelief.

Weng Qianxiang lowered his head and said, "Yes."

His voice became much more childish.

"It seems that you should be about the same age as us." Wang Ji said.

“I only turned twenty this year.”

Everyone looked at each other and couldn’t help but shake their heads.

No one believes it!

The main reason is that Weng Qianxiang has changed so much before and after this that it is difficult to accept.

But this also reflects the superb skill of the painter, even more than pretending to be real.

If you want to change your identity, it is not just as simple as changing a human skin. Weng Qianxiang’s previous behavior, voice and accent are completely different from today. Learning how to paint skin and change face is only the foundation. It is really difficult for another person to act vividly and flawlessly.

"Don't believe it, I usually don't dare to show my true face to others. I only took off my disguise because you and I are both heirs of folk sects." Weng Qianxiang explained. road.

Long Feicheng stepped forward and rubbed Weng Qianxiang's face vigorously, until his face turned red and burned before he stopped.

"It seems to be real leather this time." Long Feicheng said looking at the dead skin in his hand.

Weng Qianxiang covered his face and said aggrievedly: "You still don't believe me when I tell you..."

Yan Shouyi said in a deep voice: "What does your true face look like? , I don’t care, now I only have three questions to ask you. As long as you answer truthfully, we will help you unshackle you and take you out of the dungeon.”

I heard that there are such good things, Weng Of course Qianxiang is totally willing.

Yan Shouyi:

“First, youHow do you know we are a folk sect? It seems that except Luo Ning, no one else revealed their identity just now, right? "

Weng Qianxiang hurriedly explained: "I have known for a long time that you are the descendant of Luban. Now I have nothing to hide. I went to Hangzhou Art School just to get close to you. I was wondering if there was a chance to steal Lu Ban Shu from you, but before I could do it, I was caught by the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain and brought here... As for others, such as this little brother, the kitchen knife in his hand was clearly visible Even if it's a kitchen knife from a knife dealer, I still have some discernment. ”

Yan Shouyi was frightened for a while, but he didn’t expect that Weng Qianxiang had even thought of Lu Banshu.

Fortunately, it was the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain who took action.< br />
He nodded slightly and then asked:

"You just said that you have a roster in your hand that records the information of the heirs of folk sects. Is this true or false? Where is the roster now? "

This question can be considered sensitive. Weng Qianxiang's face turned gloomy for a while. He thought for a long time before answering: "The roster is real. That roster was collected with great pains by my master in order to seize the opportunity. These private sects’ successors might be able to use them in the future. As for where the roster is, I can't say. "

Yan Shouyi looked at Weng Qianxiang up and down, and said with a smile: "The roster is such an important thing, you must carry it with you, right? "

"Haha, how is that possible! "Weng Qianxiang laughed guiltily.

But he soon stopped laughing, because Wang Jixiang and Luo Ning had already sandwiched him on the left and right.

Looking at this posture, if he is not willing to take the initiative, the two of them will fight for it.

Weng Qianxiang said hurriedly: "What are you doing? They are born from the same roots, why rush each other? "

"Lao Wang, Luo Ning, wait a moment, we haven't reached the stage of grabbing it yet! "

Fortunately, Yan Shouyi stopped the two of them with a drink in time. He stepped forward and smiled at Weng Qianxiang: "Make a deal. We will keep you safe. Give me the roster. No. Originals are required, copies are acceptable. how? "

Weng Qianxiang asked weakly: "What if I don't agree? ”

“Then we can only grab it openly. " Yan Shouyi sighed and looked at Luo Ning and Wang Jihuai.

Luo Ning and Wang Jihuai didn't miss their old relationship, and they both smiled sinisterly at Weng Qianxiang.

Weng Qianxiang closed his eyes and swallowed, as if he was making a decision that went against his ancestors. In the end, in order to survive, he agreed:

"Protect me Be safe and protect me down the mountain. From now on, we will owe nothing to each other. Don't bother me in the future!”

“One word is settled. "Yan Shouyi stretched out his hand.

Weng Qianxiang sighed and could only shake hands with Yan Shouyi.

The deal between the two parties was reached, Weng Qianxiang It can be regarded as joining Yan Shouyi's team.

Now that the Xinxuanshan Sect is becoming more and more powerful, Yan Shouyi also realizes that if he wants to fight against the Xinxuanshan Sect, he can only rely on his side These few friends are not enough.

He must unite more successors of folk sects, just like his father Yan Qiu united the group of people of the old Xuanshan sect. .

Only when everyone unites together can folk sects have a future and continue!

Therefore, this roster in Weng Qianxiang’s hand is very important to Yan Shouyi. It is very important.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Shouyi asked the third question: "The last question, which direction is the group of people who wanted to kill you just now? "

Weng Qianxiang pointed in a direction, and then said nervously: "Why are you asking this? Are you trying to trouble them? It’s not that I look down on you, you are indeed very powerful, but you are definitely no match for those people! "

"We have our own plans whether to advance or retreat. Anyway, you can survive if we live. If we die, you will most likely not survive. "Yan Shou said together.

Weng Qianxiang was speechless for a while. It seemed that he had really boarded the pirate ship.

But he suddenly thought of something and said quickly: "I will run away. At that time, that group of people seemed to have met their opponents. Although I ran away in a panic, I could vaguely see that they had lost many people. "

Kang Jinlong and the others lost their men in the dungeon?

This is good news!

Yan Shouyi quickly asked: " Were the people they broke off, the people imprisoned in the dungeon, or the group of people in robes and masks they brought with them? "

"Yes, yes, it's the person wearing the mask! "Weng Qianlian nodded continuously, "They are not easy to mess with, so when I saw them die, I felt relieved. I thought that even if I die here today, I will be able to support a few people! "

Yan Shou turned around and looked at Liu Yiren and the others, and everyone already had a plan in mind.

So Yan Shou said together: "Weng Qianxiang, you lead the way. , take us back to see! "

Weng Qianxiang's expression changed, and his face looked dejected: "Isn't it? Do you really want to go back? ! "

" Just tell me whether to lead the way or not. "

"What will happen if I don't bring it? ”

　“You will receive a very, very severe beating.”

　“...Follow me, this way.”