Afterwards, the voices of everyone whispering came to Leng Qingwan's ears.
"The face destroyed by the erosion of the sky can still be restored?! No, wait, why is this face different from just now?"
"Although she is somewhat pretty, she looks completely different from Jun Dashen!"
"Hahaha, I just said she is a counterfeit, this kind of rubbish is ugly, what qualifications does it have to be compared with our Lord Jun?!"
"Bah, with her face, she has the nerve to say that Ye Dashen is ugly. What a face! Our Ye Dashen is much prettier than her!"
Listening to the whispers of the crowd, Leng Qingwan trembled uncontrollably.
Trembling, she took out a glazed mirror and slowly raised it to her eyes.
In the mirror, there is a woman who is somewhat pretty.
But this beauty is completely incomparable with Jun Muyan's stunning beauty.
That was clearly Leng Qingwan's own face.
When she faced Jun Muyan's face, even if she was distorted and hideous, even if her hair was disheveled, there was still a trace of fragile beauty.
But at this moment, replacing such a distressed appearance with Leng Qingwan's own appearance only makes people feel indescribably funny and disgusting.
Xinglang stared at her face for a while, then suddenly exclaimed: "Leng Qingwan?! You are a remnant of the heavenly doctor, Leng Qingwan?!"
He suddenly turns his head to look at Di Ming Jue.
But seeing that Di Ming Jue's face doesn't show the slightest bit of surprise, and his eyes don't leave Muyan even for a moment.
From the beginning to the end, Mr. Junshang never took this counterfeit seriously.
He kept her only because he recognized who she was the first time, and wanted to use her to catch other big fish.
Xinglang felt ashamed immediately, wishing he could find a hole in the ground and go down.
Such a disgusting woman, he was almost mistaken for a female devil just now.
And it was still a mistake in front of the Lord.
Turning his head to look at Muyan with a cold expression, his body shivered subconsciously.
It's over! This time the female devil must kill him.
Muyan sneered, grabbed a backhand, pulled out a long sword from Xinglang's waist, and pressed it against Leng Qingwan's throat: "Tell me, how did you make your face look like Jun Muyan? Your accomplice where?"
Star Wolf looked at his empty scabbard, lowered his head, not daring to put a fart on it.
Leng Qingwan recovered from the shock of the collapse, only feeling full of despair.
She looked at Di Ming Jue and cried loudly: "Dijun, Dijun, I am Qingwan, do you remember me? You, you must remember me, right? I am your fiancée, yes, I am Your fiancée is the future mistress of Jiyu."
"That Jun Muyan, and that ugly Ye Liangchen, are just mistresses who intervene between us. In this world, no one loves you more than me. Dijun, you will definitely not ignore me, right?"
"Dijun, have you forgotten the good time we once spent in Jiyu?"
Muyan turns her head and gives Di Ming Jue a cold look.
Lord Jun immediately disregarded the relationship: "I don't have any!"
Muyan sneered: "Whether you have one or not, it has nothing to do with me! Even if you have had ten or eight fiancées, this miss is not interested in me!"
"But this woman, I'm sure!"
Chang Yu was killed in Yanwu Continent, and she and Xiaobao were almost separated from each other.
In the Comprehension Continent, she was cornered again and again.
Even, against her face, pretending to be her identity, trying to take everything away from her.