"Okay, change to a mask."
Lin Qingluo smiled and readily accepted the opinions of the apprentices.
The spiritual power rolled back with the petals, exploded in the palm, turned into fresh juice, condensed into a new mask, and applied it to Lin Yixuan's face again.
The young man with exquisite eyebrows and eyes has turned into a handso little book boy, with big obsidian-like eyes, which are particularly beautiful.
"Okay, this is good."
The brothers' eyes lit up, and they all clapped their hands and applauded loudly.
"Next, Brother ng, you co."
Lin Qingluo smiled, turned her spiritual power into juice, and put another mask on Wang ng.
Still thick eyebrows and big eyes, his face is a little mature, he looks like a young man who has passed the age of weak crown.
"good."
Lin Jinlong patted his thigh and praised loudly: "With ngzi's size, this mask is perfect."
"right."
Shitou answered the conversation very smoothly: "He is relatively old-looking and looks older than his peers. Let him experience the feeling of being an adult in advance, which is not bad."
"Fuck you, who are you calling an old man?"
When Wang ng heard this, he was unhappy, and wanted to hit him with his fist.
"Who else but you?"
The stone is as slippery as a catfish, and it avoids it quickly, but its mouth still doesn't stop.
"I'm only fourteen years old. I'm old-fashioned. I know how to teach others. Listening to your nagging every day makes my ears almost callused."
"You owe a lesson."
Wang ng's face darkened, and the thick black ink could be seen through the mask.
"Okay, Stone, it's your turn."
Lin Qingluo interrupted the bickering between the two with a smile, the palm of his hand flickered, and a new mask was condensed and ford.
"Master, don't forget to give that little bit."
Shitou licked his face and leaned in front of the little master, flirting cheaply.
"I'm going, I'm about to throw up."
Feng Yi couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and covered his mouth as if vomiting.
"What does that an?"
Lin Qingluo suppressed a smile, pretending to be puzzled, and waved him to apply a mask.
Shi Shi's thin face changed into a wrinkled, seventy-sothing old man.
"Hahaha."
The brothers were all enjoying themselves, patting their thighs and laughing wantonly.
Feng Yi lost his breath from laughing, his cheeks were flushed, and his breath was not smooth.
"Master, you are dishonest, and deliberately tricked with your petty temper."
Shi Shi sensitively sensed that sothing was wrong, rushed into the tent, took out a small mirror, saw his appearance clearly by the light of the fire, wailed, and fell to the ground.
"Hahaha."
The brothers were even happier, laughing and making a fuss.
"Master, I'm no longer talkative, change it for ."
Shitou didn't give up, he got up from the ground, licked his face and moved to the little master's side, entangled him hard.
"This face is too ugly. Wearing this mask to go to Barbarian Square City will cause psychological shadows."
"That's what you said."
Lin Qingluo pretended to be angry, and reprimanded him with a stern face: "From now on, you can no longer flirt and provoke others on purpose."
"Okay, I promise not."
Shitou licked his face and smiled, agreeing happily.
"Pan An's appearance is too eye-catching. It's not suitable for going out for a trip. Let's change it to sothing more ordinary."
Lin Qingluo nodded in satisfaction, lightly raised his right hand, and changed another mask for him.
This ti it was much more pleasing to the eye, and he turned into a handso boy, with eyeballs rolling around, revealing a sense of wit.
"It's cheap."
Feng Yi scolded with a smile: "You should let him hang around with an old face and get a lesson."
"I think so too."
Wang ng put his arms around his chest and squinted at him.
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