When the sky was getting brighter, she felt that the cold air around her had not dissipated, and the bells around her waist were still shaking gently, making the sound of bells.
So, she lit a small haystack, and stepped into her space while blocking her vision through the fog.
When the mist gradually dissipated, the sky gradually brightened, and the ghosts and ghosts surrounding them couldn't find the red figure, they hovered one by one, reluctant to leave, seemingly not believing that she could have such a pair of eyes. Underneath disappeared without a trace.
The sun rose, and some of the monks left one after another, and some came over here, but when they saw that the red-clothed woman was no longer here, they all had different colors in their eyes.
Also, that person looked unusual. Maybe, it doesn't have to be a powerful person. Otherwise, with such a woman, how could she dare to walk slowly in front of them without fear?
Not seeing the woman, everyone left one after another, only one or two glanced in the air, as if feeling the chilly breath still pervading here, but, all around, there was no such woman. They never left behind.
However, in the space, Feng Jiu, who was sitting cross-legged, was staring at the outside scene, a strange color flashed across her eyes, her face was unclear, as if she was thinking about something.
It wasn't until after seeing those people leaving that she closed her eyes and took a good rest. She was ready to go out after the rest, trying to find a way to find out what the place was and how to return to Baichuan City?
One morning passed quietly. At noon, her original tense spirit after resting in the space for a morning also eased a bit. She was not in a hurry to go out, but changed her face in the space and wore more on her body. After a few sets of clothes, I finally put on a shabby set of clothes.
Looking at her in the mirror, she couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
The person in the mirror has changed from a beautiful woman to a bearded man. His slightly thin body is not rough due to wearing multiple sets of clothes, but he looks like a man. From the upper corner of the left eye to the lower right corner, there is a shocking scary scar. The thick and thick eyebrows are set against the entire hideous face, making her look like she is not close to anyone.
Not only did she change it easily, but she also made changes from head to toe. Even those immortal saint-level powerhouses, or even immortal-sage level powerhouses, would definitely not be able to see through her disguise.
With her current appearance, she believes that it will be easier to mix in with those people, and it will not attract the attention of those people. Relatively, it is safer than when she looks like a woman in red. The trouble can be less.
"Okay. Right now, I only need a big knife in her hand." She muttered softly, looked at the place where the weapons were stacked in her space, and picked out a sharp knife with a blade as wide as four fingers.
She carried the big knife on her shoulder and came to Lingquan to take a photo of the water. She raised her thick eyebrows and stared sharply. In a moment, she looked like a fierce rough man.
"Not bad."
She touched her beard very satisfied, and released her consciousness to the outside. After feeling that there was no one outside, she flashed out of space.