Speaking of this, she looked at Yan Yueqing again, the crazy light in her eyes flashed several times, but finally she couldn't let go of Yan Yueqing's stunningly beautiful face. She raised her head proudly and said as if it was a gift:

"Although you are the stinky man that this city lord hates the most, for the sake of your face, this city lord has given you a favor and left you with this face."

Lan Yue and Yan Yueqing: "..."

How many kilograms of fake wine do you have to drink to have such blind confidence?

In her eyes, peeling off someone else's skin and covering her face is still a gift to others? Does she think that as a city lord, her status is very high?

"How many girls have you killed?"

Lan Yue's eyes were cold and her voice was suppressed.

"Cruelty? How can you call it mutilation? This city lord has given you a gift to share wealth and power with me. No matter how many people ask for it, you can't get it..."

Before Ouyang City Lord could finish his frenzied words, he was interrupted by Lan Yue's whip.

After finding out that the city lord was the only mastermind, Lan Yue was too lazy to talk nonsense with her.

Living for a second longer for such a sinful person is a blasphemy against the dead girl in the stone room.

She no longer wanted to know how many girls had been killed. Based on the virtue of the city lord, she was afraid that after the city was built, all the beautiful girls who entered the city would be in trouble.

"Hmph, you are overestimating your own capabilities!"

City Lord Ouyang snorted coldly, raised his hands and was about to resist, but at the moment when he used his spiritual power, he curled up in pain. At this time, Lan Yue's whip swept over her body, whipping her up and flying away.

It hit the stone wall, bounced back from the stone wall, and landed on the ground.

But City Master Ouyang didn't seem to feel the pain on her body. She covered her face with her hands and wailed, "Ah! My face! My face!"

Her face was in great pain, and so was her body, as if millions of ants were densely gnawing at her.

"What did you do to me?"

She raised her head fiercely, veins on her neck and hands popped out due to pain, and she stared at Lan Yue like a ghost. She was fine before, but now she suddenly felt so much pain. Lan Yue must have done something.

At this time, her face seemed to be swollen by water, with bulging bulges on her face, which looked extremely terrifying.

"What can I do? Don't you like to skin people? I just let things that don't belong to you get away from you."

Lan Yue's tone was calm, the magic of melting people's skin into one's own body was vicious and despicable!

City Lord Ouyang paused for a moment with a vicious look on his face. He touched her face in disbelief, and immediately felt the unevenness on her face. She collapsed immediately and rushed toward Lan Yue like a demon.

"Ah! My face! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

Yan Yueqing held the death scythe in front of Lan Yue and said, "Junior sister Murong, let me come, don't dirty your hands."

He turned around and kicked City Lord Ouyang out.

His eyes were cold and deep, and the death scythe in his hand was also emitting a faint black light. His cold aura and the death scythe seemed to be integrated into one.

A clean person like Junior Sister Murong should not have her hands dirty by such a dirty evil woman.

Lan Yue was startled. Senior Brother Yan himself was a cold and yandere kind of person. Now that he was with the Death Scythe, his aura seemed to be even colder. When she gave the Death Scythe to him, she suddenly didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

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City Lord Ouyang turned his wrist to summon his weapon. However, as soon as he summoned his spiritual energy, his whole body collapsed to the ground in pain again, and his face was even more painful.

The next moment, a face as thin as cicada wings fell off her face...

"Ah! My face! How could it be like this!"

Seeing the dough falling off his face, City Lord Ouyang screamed in horror and held his face again.

These facial skins were treated with magic, and they looked like they were growing on her face. How could they fall off?

But at this time, the bulge continued to appear on her face, and soon, another piece of dough fell off her face.

When her face fell off, she did not have a bloody face as Lan Yue imagined. In fact, under the skin, there was another beautiful face with good looks.

Obviously, it was another beautiful woman she had murdered.

As City Lord Ouyang screamed one after another, the skin on her face kept flying out, and every time one flew out, it was a brand new face.

The more Lan Yue looked at it, the more frightened she became. How many girls had this woman killed?

I don’t know how many skins flew out, and in the process, a lot of skins flew out of her body.

City Lord Ouyang's wails became lower and lower, and eventually no more face or skin flew out, leaving only her own face and skin.

It was the face of an ordinary woman with an average appearance and no features. Although her figure was not as big and thick as the women outside, she also had no features. She was dry and ordinary, but overall, apart from her skin, she was a bit worse.

It's not very ugly.

"Six hundred and twenty-one faces, is she painting her skin?"

Xiaohua was so shocked that it took her a long time to say this.

Six hundred and twenty-one faces flew out from City Lord Ouyang's face, which also meant that at least 621 girls were killed in her hands.

Lan Yue clenched her fists, she couldn't figure it out, this woman was not very ugly, she was just ordinary looking at most.

In the secular world, there are so many ordinary-looking people, but no one is as extreme as her!

Even in the world of cultivation, monks may have different appearances due to their spiritual energy, but their skin condition is still quite good. If she practices well and doesn't engage in these evil ways, her appearance will not be the most beautiful one.

, your temperament will not be bad after practicing!

As for being so heartbroken?

Perhaps the meaning expressed in Lan Yue's eyes was so obvious that City Lord Ouyang was stimulated again at the first glance.

"What do you know?

Do you know how it feels to be called ugly?

Do you know what it feels like to be laughed at and teased by good-looking people?

Do you know how painful it is to be laughed at by a man you like behind your back?

Have you ever experienced the shame of being humiliated because of your appearance?

What do you naturally good-looking people know?

What I hate most is that people like you pretend to care about others, but in fact, you laugh at me countless times.

I just want to peel off the face of people like you, so that you no longer have an appearance that you are proud of, and let those men circle around me!"

City Lord Ouyang yelled like crazy, all the skin on her body that didn't belong to her flew away, and the pain of being bitten by thousands of insects that had caused her so much pain gradually disappeared.

She knew that she must have the face that she hated so much.
Chapter completed!