Chapter 578: Playing face Jing Wang Wang (1)

Chapter 578 脸脸老老王妃(1)
The eyes of everyone’s doubts fell on the women in the powder coat.
The woman in the pink dress frowned slightly. She couldn’t get rid of Murong Xue by the hand of Jing Lao Wang’s hand. Murong Xue was really powerful. Now, she will burn it on her own body and personally solve her.
The woman looked coldly at Murong Xue: "Murong Xue, the sacred of the shrine, but the death sin, you can afford it..."
"Of course I can't afford it, because I didn't frame you at all. Every word I said, every word is a fact..." Murong Xue said lowly, his mouth curled up with a strange smile, and the woman's eyelids were seen. A violent jump, a very unpredictable feeling in my heart: Did she find evidence to prove that she is not a sacred woman?
"I have heard that every goddess of the goddess will be printed with a lotus mark, which is the moment they became a saint, the gods in the shrine, but really?" Murong Xue calmly and slowly When the bell rang, the woman sighed and sighed. "Of course it is true." Her lotus print was printed on her eyebrows.
"I also heard that once this imprint is printed, it will not be erased for life..." Murong Xue looked cold.
"Of course." The woman nodded again: "The lotus mark is the mark of the shrine of the shrine. Once it is printed on the forehead, whether it is washed or washed, it will not be erased. It will be printed on the eyebrow of the saint for a lifetime, even if it is The holy woman passed away, it will not disappear..."
"Then I will check the lotus mark between your eyebrows, will you follow your life for a lifetime." Murong Xue smiled slightly, and the potion suddenly splashed and spilled straight into the woman's eyebrow.
The woman only felt the hot eyebrows, like the fire, the lotus mark was seen at the speed of the human eye, disappeared without a trace...
"The lotus mark is gone, no, really no..."
"She is really a fake, not a true saint..."
"Yeah, yeah, big liar, we were cheated by her..."
Everyone talked about it, hateful women, and the raging anger of the bottom of the burning, I can't wait to swallow her.
The woman hurriedly took out a small bronze mirror and saw the woman in the bronze mirror. The skin between the eyebrows was smooth and delicate, and the lotus mark was completely gone. "How is this possible?"
The lotus mark on her eyebrows was printed in a very special way, the water could not be washed, and the potion could not be washed...
Murong Xue disdain, what special techniques, not tattoos, use a special needle to puncture the pattern of the lotus mark, and then drop the shiny color into the pinhole to form the lotus mark, can not be washed with water, medication, but Once you encounter the potion that washes the tattoo, it will definitely disappear without a trace...
Many young men and women in the 21st century like tattoos, and some prefer frequent new designs. Therefore, the syrup for washing tattoos is born. The formula of syrup is not difficult. Murong Xue is backing up and using the existing ones. Pills, and soon made a bottle...
"Don't you dare to say that you are a goddess of the shrine?" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows at the woman, and his eyebrows were scornful.
The woman's cold Murong Xue: "It must be that you have done your hands and feet in the potion, only to erase the lotus mark between my eyebrows..."
"It wasn't you who said that the real lotus mark is God's gift. No matter what potion can be used, you can erase it. It has already been explained that your lotus mark is fake. You are not a shrine. ......" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows at the woman, his eyes were full of scorn.
The woman glanced at Murong Xue and couldn’t speak.
"She pretended to be a sacred woman, and scammed us..."
"Yeah, yeah, it's too damn..."
"Don't beat her, not enough to anger the civilians..."
The people were angry, like the tide, rushed forward, surrounded the woman in the middle, you punched, I punched her with a punch...
The woman’s face was gloomy, and the sword was stabbed to the people. The people who ran at the front were stabbed by her...
Murong Xue’s finger flicked, and a silver needle flew out. The heavy shot hit the woman’s wrist. The woman’s hand trembled. The long sword in the hand’s slammed into the ground, and the people’s fists fell unimpeded. On her body, the screams of screaming penetrated the clouds and rang through the clouds: "Ah!"
Murong Xue stepped back a few steps away from the battlefield, bathed in the sun, and stood up in the air. The cold eyes passed through the crowd and looked at Jing Lao Wang, who was not far away: "Jing Lao Wang, now you should always understand the truth. What?"
Murong Xue’s voice was light and fluttering. When she heard the old Wang’s ears, she couldn’t tell the smugness and show off. Her face was slightly gloomy:
But fortunately, what can be shown off...

"Show off, don't dare, just want to let Jing Lao Wang know, you look at people's eyes, the poor people can't compliment..." The last few words, Murong Xue's long tail, thick ridicule is self-evident.
The face of Jing Lao Wang Hao, the black ink is about to drip out the ink, and screamed: "Stop..."
Murong Xue Xueyu said: "Jing Lao Wang, you have not taught me the qualifications..."
"I am your elder, why didn't you teach you the qualifications?" Jing Lao Wang was angry.
"In the relatives and friends of our town, Houfu, there is no surname of Lu..." Murong Xue's light voice is full of unspeakable ridicule and disdain.
Jing Lao Wang’s face is gloomy, her surname is Lu, her mother’s family and the town’s government are really nothing, but now she is the old king of Jing Wangfu:
Jingwangfu and Zhenguohoufu are the world’s friends, and this is Wang’s Your parents are naturally also world contacts..."
"Do you remember that the town of Houfu and Jingwangfu are world exchanges? I thought that our two houses are feuding, you met me, not a thorn, or ridicule disdain..."
When Murong Xue and Jing Lao Wang Hao met each time, they were all slap in the face. When the original master and Jing Lao Wang Yan met, they were not calm. At that time, the original owner was still a child of a few years old, and his parents were newly mourned. Every time they met Jing Lao Wang, they would be reprimanded. Even if she doesn't say anything, she doesn't do anything. Jing Lao Wang can also find a variety of reasons to turn her training.
The original age is small, I don’t know how to resist, and I won’t resist. The times I have been trained to be miserable, not the most pitiful, only more pitiful...
Jing Lao Wang Yan looked coldly at Murong Xue, a bright little face, a paint-like eyelid, and coincided with someone in the memory. Her sharp sly chill shot: "You are really disgusting..."
Murong Xue’s eyes are cold and cold:
I am very disgusted with each other when I see each other. As long as there is a place where you are, I feel that the air around me is polluted. I only hate that there is no purifier in this world. Let me The places where Jing Lao Wang’s appearances are all purified, so that they can’t eat the disgusting food...

The busy thing is finally busy with the birds, and the code can be drawn out during the day. Today is busy late, first of all, from tomorrow to add more, this time is really plus birds, not even more to jump to the cliff...
(End of this chapter)