Qi Chen raised his hand and stroked his current face with his slender white fingers, a slight smile crossed the corner of his lips, slightly ironic.

This face obviously belonged to Ji Qinglin. It was white and beautiful. At a glance, he looked very clean and juvenile. It was not like his original face, which was as beautiful as a monster...It was disgusting.

Qi Shen did not wear a human skin mask.

He once had an opportunity and got the inheritance of Qishan faction. Qishan School is a secluded school, and almost no one in the arena knows this power. Even if I knew it, I thought it was just a legend.

According to legend, the people of Qishan practice spiritual arts and are omnipotent.

Unfortunately, the number of life spans is limited and most of them will not live to 30 years old.

This is just a rumor in the arena.

But Qi Shen knew that this was true.

Because he got the inheritance of Qishan's line and possesses supreme power.

This opportunity is a blessing, but also a curse...

Qi Shen lowered his eyes, curling his long eyelashes like a dense small fan, and the end of his eyes was drawn into a sharp arc, which looked slightly weird and strange.

I don't know what he did.

Two slender fingers like white jade pinched together, pinching a magic trick.

The appearance of the swordsman in red became hazy in an instant, as if covered with a layer of mist, indistinct.

The man's eyebrows gradually became deep and narrow, and his eyebrows were long and narrow, and the tails of the eyes were gradually lengthened.

With a tall and straight nose, his lips are thin, pale as cold jade skin, and his facial features reveal a somewhat ghostly beauty.

The mist cleared.

This face obviously belongs to Qi Shen.

If Fu Yue were here now, she could understand why she had stubbed the back of this man's neck last time, and she didn't show the slightest trace of a human skin mask.

This person will change his face when he co-authors!

With a squeak, he changed his face.

The man's eyes are also pure black now, instead of the pair of magical golden pupils.

Because Qi Chen has dripped potion on his eyes, which can maintain the color of his pupils in a short period of time, but the time limit is only six hours.

The doctor who developed this medicine for Qi Chen had also warned him not to use it too much, otherwise there would be a risk of blindness.

Qi Shen thought lazily.

It doesn't matter.

What if you are blind?

Has he suffered fewer disasters because of these golden pupils since he was a child...

Does Gu Youning like him?

Qi Shen didn't know.

The only thing he knew was that Gu Youning might like Ji Qinglin, but he would never like Qi Shen.

but……

Qi Shen is him.

Ji Qinglin is just a fake identity he used to tease the world.

Ha ha.

The first person of the right way and the first person of the evil way are actually the same person. Is there anything more ironic than this?

If those martial arts righteous people knew all this, the scene must be very interesting.

Qi Shen curled his lips badly, like a child who made a mess. But he seemed to think of something so suddenly, his eyebrows dimmed in an instant, became daunted, and a little flustered.

No, there is no such day.

Ji Qinglin is Ji Qinglin.

Qi Shen is Qi Shen.

They have nothing to do.

Yes, it doesn't matter...

No one will know, and Gu Youning will never know.

Qi Chen closed his lips together, deceiving himself and reading this sentence silently, as if saying it several times, it would become a fact.