Chapter 403： Boss is a girl 3

Zhao Xiu walked to Xuanyun, sighed, sadness in her eyes

"Miss, no, you still don't want to go to your father's funeral today."

Xuan Yun Zhiao, she is now Xuan Yun.

Xuanyun looked at her thin self in the mirror, wondering

"Why?"

Zhao Xiu stood on her side and sighed.

"Brother Snake and Ye Quan in the gang are mourning your father in the hall. They probably want to take this opportunity to eradicate you."

Although Xuanyun was not a weapon, he was also the prince in the Yan Gang.

She naturally inherited the position of the leader of the Yan Gang.

Li She and Zhao Quan were two-yuan generals under Xuan Dayan's hands respectively, and they managed a large part of the city.

On the day of Zhao Dayan's death, almost the two men reacted at the same time and swallowed the area under Zhao Dayan's direct jurisdiction.

In this posture, long-eyed people know what they are going to do.

They came today, I am afraid they have ulterior motives.

In Xuanyun’s memory, in her last life, she did not attend her father’s funeral. Although she had taken a catastrophe, it made the subordinates who had been loyal to follow her father heartbroken. Her rights have long been emptied and become a useless person.

But these Xuan Yunzhi can understand.

After all, it seems that in such a place, the weak and the fittest survive.

You hide back softly, and others don't bully you who bully?

She sat in front of the mirror, her pale lips cracking and laughing.

"Here are the scissors."

"Miss? Yes"

Zhao Xiu handed the scissors to Xuanyun.

Xuan Yunzhi fiddled with her hair.

She clicked, gestured at the tip of her ears, and cut all the hair that had grown up.

Dark hair fell to the ground.

Because Zhao Xiu has been with Xuanyun for a long time, she still understands what she thinks, and she keeps her eyes open in surprise.

"Miss? Didn't you say that you want to keep your long hair and restore your daughter's body?"

Xuanyun didn't speak, she took a look at herself in the mirror, and then took the wax on the side and pushed every strand of hair to the back of her head.

She picked up the eyebrow pencil and drew a stiffer eyebrow for herself.

The corners of his pale lips smiled, and the image of a thin and beautiful boy was released.

Restore your daughter's body?

Then you have to hold your life first.

I don’t know if it’s because I cut my hair and changed my look. At first glance, there is no trace of femininity. On the contrary, it is free and easy and sultry.

At this time Xuanyun raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Xiu faintly.

"From now on, don't call me Miss, Young Master."

Astonishment flashed in Zhao Xiu's eyes, thinking that her master's death might have stimulated her.

Xuanyun stood up, put on his own clothes, wrapped the raised chest very flat, and after wearing a white bottoming shirt, he wore a white shirt.

The handsome young man in white is really, really hard to look away.

She tilted her head and smiled, her voice deliberately lowered.

"Let's go."

The nice voice is a bit hoarse and sultry.

Her sudden change, coupled with her already slender figure, turned Zhao Xiu's cheeks into red.

Zhao Xiu hurriedly opened the door

"Master, please."

She put her hands in her pockets, hooked her lips, and walked out.

In the front hall of the Xuan Family Courtyard.

Xuan Dayan's spiritual position was placed on the table, and hundreds of people in front of the door, representatives of Yan's disciples, came to mourn.

Li She and Zhao Quan were sitting at the forefront. Looking closely, there was no sadness on their faces.