"Chi!"
There was a crisp cracking sound of silk, and the Qianmianzi's entire shirt was ripped off by him, revealing his crystal-clear jade-like skin.
"Chu Shaoyang! You beast! You bastard! You dirty brat..."
Tuoba Zheng was so frightened that he closed his eyes fiercely, not even daring to look at Master Qianmian's skin exposed to the sun, and cursed loudly.
"Brother Tuoba, if you open your eyes and take a look, you will understand everything." Chu Shaoyang said with a smile.
Tuoba Zheng closed his eyes tightly and cursed through gritted teeth: "You are inferior to a beast. How dare you humiliate Qianqian like this? I...I will cut you into pieces..."
Chu Shaoyang smiled.
"Brother Tuoba, do you not dare to look? Or do you not want to look? Are you afraid that after looking at it, the dream in your heart will come to nothing? In fact, as long as you take a look at it, you will want to see the person whose body is broken into pieces. It won't be me, but... him!" He said meaningfully.
"I... If I don't dare, I'll just look at it, so what? Qianqian is my woman, of course I can look at her... "
Provoked by Chu Shaoyang, Tuoba Zheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the Thousand Faces Young Master.
The words he didn't finish suddenly got stuck in his throat. His eyes were so wide that they almost fell out of their sockets, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"Qianqian, you, you, you... how come your chest... is so flat?" He was speechless.
He couldn't help but look down at his chest, and then looked up at Master Qianmian. His mind was in a mess, and he couldn't figure it out.
"Brother Tuoba, haven't you understood? The man you are thinking about is the same as you and me. He is an out-and-out... man!"
Chu Shaoyang curled his lips and said sarcastically.
The Thousand-faced Young Master puffed out his chest and showed a rare sincere smile on his face.
"It feels so good to be a man again." He took a deep breath, "Even the air has become fresher."
He squinted his eyes and looked at Tuoba Zheng with a half-smile: "Second Prince, you should see clearly now, I am a man! Now, do you still want me to come back to you? Will you still be devoted to me? Do you still want to marry me as your concubine?"
His narrow red phoenix eyes sparkled with a bewitching aura.
Tuoba Zheng seemed to have been struck by lightning, with his mouth open, as if he wanted to cry or laugh.
"Qian... Qian... you... you are not Qian Qian, you... you are Mr. Qian Mian?" His throat was shaking, so much that he could hardly speak a complete sentence.
Because his whole body really seemed to have been struck by lightning, his whole body was numb, and his legs were trembling.
"His nickname is Young Master with a Thousand Faces, and his true identity is the young master of Zixiao Pavilion who is feared in the world." Chu Shaoyang lengthened his voice.
Zixiao Pavilion, young master!
These five words penetrated into Tuoba Zheng's ears, and he suddenly became alert, with a look of terror in his eyes.
Although he is not from the martial arts world, most of his guards are from the martial arts world.
So he has long heard that the people in Zixiao Pavilion are the ones who should not be messed with the most and must not be messed with!
Zixiao Pavilion is the most mysterious assassination organization. Almost no one has ever seen the true faces of the killers in Zixiao Pavilion.
Anyone who has heard the name of Zixiao Pavilion will tremble when they mention it, but most people still don't know the name. Even until they die, they don't know that they died at the hands of the Zixiao Pavilion killer.