Early in the morning, disciples from the Huoyun Sect came and served breakfast to Su Man and his group.
Master Yueyin and Linlang both ate in the room, only Jiananhe went to find Suman with breakfast.
"I've cooled the porridge. It's still warm now."
Jian Anhe placed a bowl of porridge with the aroma of pumpkin in front of Su Man. "Try the temperature. If it's hot, tell me."
Su Man fumbled to take the bowl of porridge, and under Jian Anhe's guidance, she found the spoon.
Just as she was about to drink it, she suddenly saw some white powder remaining on the surface of the porridge.
This is...
In the blink of an eye, Su Man realized that something must have happened that she didn't know about, causing Jian Anhe to start to suspect her.
"What's wrong, Linlang? Is the porridge too hot?"
Seeing that Su Man was reluctant to drink, Jian Anhe became anxious.
"No, just right."
After saying that, Su Man scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it into her mouth.
Jane An felt relieved.
As long as she took the drug, they could replace her face without anyone noticing.
A moment later.
Su Man lay unconscious on the table, and Jian Anhe moved her to the bed.
With a creak, the door opened, and the sunlight outside was completely blocked by the woman in the cloak.
"nailed it?"
"She's already asleep, let's get started."
Linlang's eyes fell on Su Man, who was lying on her back. "After the face transplant, where are you going to place her?"
"Don't worry, I have my own way."
Jian Anhe's voice was still as gentle as ever, but the coldness in his eyes betrayed him.
As they prepared for the face-changing ceremony, no one noticed that the man who was supposed to be unconscious opened his eyes a crack.
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After everything was ready, Linlang lit a stick of incense.
"The whole process will take an hour, and no one can disturb us during this time."
Jian Anhe nodded and said, "I have already sent the music master away. I will be guarding the door myself and no one will come in."
The door opened and closed again, leaving only Su Man and Lin Lang inside.
Perhaps the heavens had sensed that someone was attempting to use witchcraft to defy the will of Heaven. Huge clouds obscured the sky, and it grew overcast.
In the thick bed curtains, Linlang sat cross-legged facing Su Man and recited a passage of ancient Chinese.
After she finished reading, she stretched out her arm, which was covered with strange totems, and grabbed Suman's wrist.
At the same time, the red lines on Suman's face "came alive". Like endless silk threads, they became tighter and denser, almost covering Suman's entire face.
Linlang admired the changes on Suman's face with great interest and an expression of enjoyment.
After the red thread covers her face, she can control the insect and obtain Yan Ling'er's identity.
The next leader of the martial arts world.
...
Finally, Suman's face disappeared.
Linlang looked excited and recited another ancient saying.
Just as she was waiting for the insect to return to her body, it did not move.
Not only that, the poisonous insects actually dispersed one after another, gradually revealing Su Man's original face.
"How could this happen?" Linlang was surprised.
Before she understood what was happening, Su Man opened her eyes and smiled at her, "You want my identity? Then I'll give it to you."
"What are you talking about..."
Halfway through her words, Linlang suddenly became unable to move.
She watched Suman, who was able to move freely, change their clothes and walk out in her place.
Faintly, she could still hear the conversation outside the door.
"You are, Linlang?"
"Guess?"
"Hahaha, you succeeded."
“…”
Outside the door, Jian Anhe looked at Su Man's face and exclaimed in admiration, "When you said you could change faces, I was skeptical. I never thought you could do this."
Su Man chuckled and glanced into the room. "Don't be too happy too soon. We still have a big problem."
"Don't worry, I won't let her become a problem for us."
“…”
Linlang, who was inside the door, felt horrified when she heard Jian Anhe's words.
She suddenly remembered what she had said yesterday, that she would cut Yan Linger's tendons in her hands and feet.
Could it be...
The next second, the door opened and Su Man came in holding Jian Anhe's arm.
Linlang widened her eyes and winked at Jian Anhe frantically, hoping that he could see that she was the real Linlang.
But her face was covered with red lines, which looked scary no matter how you looked at her. Jian Anhe's gaze didn't linger on her at all.
Su Man saw what Lin Lang was thinking and deliberately appeared in front of her. "Why, are you unhappy to see your face on my body?"
Now Su Man's face is white and smooth, but years of torture have made her look no longer as beautiful and shocking as before, and has added a bit of calmness brought by time.
“…”
If eyes could speak, Linlang could sing a rap now.
But even if her eyeballs popped out and rolled on the ground, Su Man would still not feel anything.
She just treated her the same way Linlang treated Yan Ling'er. It can only be said that things change over time. Until the last moment, you will never know whether you are calculating others or yourself.
Su Man lifted her long hair and played with it, "Master Music will be back soon, shouldn't we take action?"
Jian Anhe, standing in front of the bed, sighed hypocritically, "Ling'er, I don't want to do this to you, but you are too unruly, so I have no choice."
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