Xuanling North City, next to a small shop.

Wu Chen picked up the mask, started playing with it, and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this?"

The boss is a man about forty years old. His eyes are concave, his chin is short, and he looks extremely smart. Seeing Wu Chen playing with the bronze mask, he was sitting on the chair and suddenly became energetic. He stood up and squinted his eyes to look at Wu Chen, "Little brother, you really know the truth. This bronze face is my heirloom. Hehe, if it weren't for the bad business, I wouldn't sell it out. This is 800 low-grade spiritual crystals to you."

Wu Chen glanced at the man a few times, curled his lips, turned around and left. Who is this guy lying to him? He also the family heirloom treasure.

Seeing Wu Chen turn around, the man hurriedly stopped, "Young master, wait."

"Ahem, I remembered it wrongly just now," the man smiled awkwardly, and then gritted his teeth. "This thing was dug up in the soil by accident. Let's do this. I think I have a destiny to you. If you take away the 500 spiritual crystals, I won't sell them if you lower them!" As he said that, a look of heartache appeared on his face, as if he had suffered a great loss.

Wu Chen shook his head and stared at the man, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, "Boss, what you dug on the ground costs 500 low-grade spiritual crystals. Don't you think it's too crap?"

As he said that, he pulled Lazhili and asked her to leave with him. Zhili seemed to have had enough fun, and she also threw down the fabric paper-shaped mask on her hand, and was about to leave with Wu Chen.

This made the man panic and he hurriedly said, "Little brother, how about this, what about the ten spiritual crystals? I finally dug it for a long time to dig it!"

After thinking about it, Wu Chen nodded. He had used up all the medium-grade spirit crystals in the storage ring, while there were still low-grade spirit crystals. In addition, the soul-combining and body-grabbing technique that Hun Tian changed from Mo Chen was still there. Wu Chen just took a look and saw that this technique of soul and soul came out of the body and occupied other people's bodies, which was similar to body-grabbing. Although it was useless, it could increase the speed of fusion body and body perfectly united.

After taking out ten low-grade spirit crystals and throwing them to the owner of the shop, Wu Chen grabbed the bronze mask and threw them into the storage ring. He left with Zhili. The two of them found an inn and lived in.

In the inn room, sandalwood scattered, and in the window, there were several pots of orchids in bud. In the whole room, there were beds and tables, with bedding on the yellow rosewood bed neatly, and a jade pot and a few tea cups on the black painted wooden table, which was extremely simple and elegant.

After looking around, Wu Chen liked it. He sat on the bed, took out the bronze mask and studied it repeatedly. The reason he wanted to buy it was because when he was in the small shop, he picked up the bronze mask and pinched it. It was flexible and the material seemed to be unique.

After thinking for a while, Wu Chen injected spiritual power into it without any fluctuation. He bit his finger and dripped a few drops of blood upwards. The blood was attached to the bronze mask, but it still did not change.

"Is it a fake?" Wu Chen's face turned dark in an instant, "Forget it."

Put away the bronze mask and take out the black sword from the beast domain space. The black sword is more than three feet long. Although he doesn't want to rely on the weapon, it can be used to smash people if necessary, right?

At this moment, Wu Chen suddenly had an idea, which was to collect many weapons and smash them all over when confronting people, and it was so majestic.

He gently stroked the black sword, not knowing what material it was made of or what level it was, but when he thought of the words on the crystal coffin at that moment, the things used by the great man must be extraordinary.

The spiritual power was injected into the black sword, like a stone sinking into the sea. Wu Chen paused, frowned, and his mind power penetrated into the black sword. He felt that he was in a black fog, and in front of him, there was a huge cocoon pupa, emitting a faint light.

Wu Chen came to the cocoon pupa, as if the spiritual power he had just absorbed was absorbed by it. He walked around the cocoon pupa a few times and looked around, "Is this the black sword space?"

This idea shocked Wu Chen. What level of instrument can create its own space?

Thinking of this, Wu Chen's body circulated his spiritual power and continued to inject the black sword. He saw that above the black fog space, spiritual power suddenly appeared like a spring water. After the spiritual power appeared, a suction force came from the white cocoon pupa, pulling the spiritual power over and sank into his body.

This scene made Wu Chen even more convinced that this was the black sword's own space. After wandering for a long time, he didn't know what was in the cocoon pupa. It seemed that it was extremely weak and needed spiritual power to repair it.

Mind power withdrew from the Black Sword and put the Black Sword into the storage ring. Wu Chen touched his chin, and suddenly his eyes shone. He took out the weird bronze mask again, and a ray of mind power covered it away.

Boom, this time the mind power did not enter the bronze mask, but sounds came from the sea of ​​divine, sounded like thunder.

"Wanhuan Ghost Face, Spiritual Arts supporting auxiliary equipment, cultivate Wanhuan, transform Wanhuan, cover up the breath, and hide the cultivation level."

Voices echoed in Wu Chen's sea of ​​divine deity.

Not long after, Wu Chen suddenly opened his eyes and was extremely excited. This Wanhuan Ghost Face was worn on his face and used the Wanhuan Art to transform into a illusion. This is simply an upgraded version of the Huarong Pill. Eat one Huarong Pill to transform into a illusion, and eat a second one to restore it to its original state. And this Wanhuan Ghost Face can transform into a illusion at will, the key is that it can also hide its cultivation and breath.

"Haha, ten spiritual crystals, you're making a fortune!" Wu Chen laughed, "You have to try it out to see if it's as magical."

He covered Wanhuan Ghost Face on his face and used Wanhuan Art that came with the mask. He saw Wanhuan mask slowly merge into Wu Chen's face, and his face began to change, becoming Cang Luo's appearance.

When he came to the bronze mirror, Wu Chen touched his face and looked around. He transformed again. After a while, a woman appeared in the bronze mirror. Her face was oval, her cherry mouth, and her eyes looked like a rosy. She looked like a huba, but she was wearing a tiger jacket.

Wu Chen sighed lightly, turned back to his original appearance, and murmured in a low voice, "Zhaoer, are you okay?"

He took his emotions and smeared it on his face, but there was no trace of Wanhuan Ghost Face. But Wu Chen felt that it was attached to his skull, but he could not take it out.

After being stunned, he didn't think much about it. Wu Chen used the Wanhua Art again and turned into the appearance of Hua Haitang, and even his body shape became like Hua Haitang.

During this period, he knew about the relationship between Hua Haitang and Zhili. He also observed a silence for Hua Haitang. At least they also rushed to Prince Li's mansion together at night. As for being cheated by him, Wu Chen did not hold a grudge. He wanted to find an opportunity to cheat him, and it would be impolite to come and not to go!

After changing into a white dress, Wu Chen walked out of the room, came to Zhili's door, and knocked on the door gently.

"Who? I'm taking a shower! Wait a minute." Zhili's roar came from the room. When he heard that Wu Chen's face was full of darkness, he suddenly felt guilty, but he also wanted to see if this Wanhuan Ghost Face could be seen through by people close to him.

At this moment, when he heard Zhili's voice, and when he thought of her tough appearance, he stepped back and considered whether to retreat.

The sound of a woman taking a bath came from the room, and a beautiful picture suddenly appeared in Wu Chen's mind and quickly shook his head.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Wu Chen was wandering whether to leave.

As the door opened, Zhili saw the figure in front of the door, paused for a moment, then became surprised and pulled Wu Chen into the room.

Wu Chen's thoughts were disrupted. Seeing that he was pulled into the room, he shouted, "Ah! What are you doing, why are you doing, don't!"

"Husband, why are you here too?" Zhili was overjoyed and was about to stamp Wu Chen's face.

After struggling, Wu Chen got rid of Zhili, took a few steps away, and said to himself, "This woman is too tough and can't afford to offend her."

"Huh," Zhili suddenly frowned, stared at the person in front of her, and said quietly, "Little Huahua, I haven't seen you for a long time, why have you become so much stronger!"

Hearing this title, Wu Chen called Leng Lin, and his goose bumps rose, and he became even more sympathetic to Hua Haitang.

"Ahem," Wu Chen coughed dryly, not daring to look at Zhili, imitating Hua Haitang's voice, "Zhili? Why are you here!"

What surprised Wu Chen was that his voice was the same as Hua Haitang at this time, and he was even more looking forward to this Wanhua Ghost Face.

"I want to ask you, your uncle, said, did you deliberately throw me away when you were in the beast realm?" Zhili said as she flashed, and came to Wu Chen, pinched his ears, and Wu Chen screamed in pain. She suddenly regretted being provoked by Zhili.

"No," Wu Chen covered his pinned ears and said quickly, "Be gentle, aunt, you are beautiful fairy, everyone loves you. Meeting you is the luckiest thing for me, Hua Haitang in my life. How could I dump you?" At this moment, his eyes were extremely sincere, clear and tender.

"Hehe, when did you become so good at speaking? It's good, have you made progress?" Hearing these stingy words, Zhili not only did not feel disgusting, but instead felt sweet and let go of Wu Chen's ears.

Looking at the man grinning in front of him and covering his ears, Zhili grinned, "Honey, let's not go back to the Xuanling Temple. Go to my bandit's nest, how about giving birth to a bunch of dolls?"

Hearing these shocking words, Wu Chen rubbed his hand and looked up at Zhili, stunned, "This Mrs. Zhili is too fierce, it's better to be a sister of Ba Er. If you can't do it, you have to find an opportunity to escape quickly. It's so terrible!"

"Why, don't you want to?" Seeing the person who was just talking sweetly in front of him suddenly looked scared, Zhili frowned, very unhappy.

"No, why?" Wu Chen embarrassedly pointed to the window behind Zhili, his eyes full of fear, and shouted, "What's flying past the window!"

Seeing him like this, Zhili was full of doubts and turned around and walked towards the window. Seeing this, Wu Chen turned around, stepped on the carriage technique, and ran back to his room and turned back to his own appearance.

All I heard was the door of Zhili's room shattering and there were angrily cursing, "Hua Haitang, wait for me, but you dare to lie to me."

The sound of Zhili running outwards made Wu Chen secretly relieved. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and replaced it with the original tiger jacket.

After a while, Wu Chen's door was pushed open, and Zhili didn't even knock on the door, and walked in angrily. She stared at Wu Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and practicing, and asked, "Wu Chen, have you seen Hua Haitang just now?"

Half-closed his eyes, Wu Chen suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and calmed down, "Miss Zhili, Wu didn't see it. Why, Brother Hua is here?"

Seeing Wu Chen like this, it seemed that he had never seen him. Zhili frowned and did not answer Wu Chen's words. She turned around and left, muttering, "It's impossible, how could Hua Haitang be so fast? And why did his strength suddenly become bigger?"

When Zhili walked out of the room, Wu Chen shook his head, but he became calm and calm, "Hua Haitang, let you trick me in Prince Li's mansion!" He closed his eyes and continued to practice.

Time was like quicksand, and it was still not enough to catch it. Not long after, it was evening. Wu Chen called Zhili, and the two went downstairs to prepare to eat something.

Sitting at the table and looking at Zhili with a depressed look on her face, Wu Chen smiled, "Miss Zhili, are you still thinking about Hua Haitang? Maybe what opportunity did he get in the beast domain? The speed of escape is getting faster?"

Neither of them knew that Hua Haitang was in the beast realm and had been hunted down by others. She was depressed at this time, so she had no chance.

"Yeah, that's right," Chili thought for a while, then lowered her head and started eating.

"Have you heard it? The Yuwen family held an auction in Linlang Pavilion the next day. It is said that the auction included Resurrection Grass, Mysterious Spirit Artifacts, Jade Artifacts, etc., Tsk, it's such a good thing!" In the back row, several people whispered while eating vegetables. Wu Chen's hand was paused, and the pork belly slices fell on the table.
Chapter completed!