Seeing the strange look in the other party's eyes, Zhang Zitong's face turned red, "It's not what you think. It's mainly because many people in the town saw Fang Biao chasing me out before. Capturing me as a slave girl is also in line with his behavior; in addition, sir
I can declare to the outside world that all the other subordinates were killed by my counterattack, and those people's attention will be all on me, and then the possibility of my identity being exposed will be greatly reduced."
Zu An couldn't help but look at her differently, "I didn't expect you to be considered a vase either."
Zhang Zitong was a little jealous, "It turns out that this is how I look like in the minds of adults."
Zu An had a headache because he always got involved with women wherever he went, but if he wanted to successfully sneak into the Demon Cult Headquarters this time, he might really need her help.
Zhang Zitong knows that the other party may still be hesitant now, and he must try his best to show his value. "The only question now is whether you can act like Fang Biao. If not, everything is empty talk."
"That's no problem." Seeing the other party staring directly at him, Zu An said angrily, "Turn around."
"Oh." Zhang Zitong turned around, full of curiosity in his heart. He didn't know what Master Eleven looked like.
Anyway, after getting in touch with him, I obviously feel that he is not too old, and is definitely younger than the other gold medalists.
I don’t know if he is a masculine person or a naughty boy. Oh my, I really want to turn my head and take a look.
However, she suppressed this idea in the end. She knew that for a person who is good at disguise, the most important thing is his own appearance.
Especially since the other party's identity is so sensitive, if someone else discovers his true identity, wouldn't that mean he would be forced to silence him?
Although the other party is not a ruthless person, he cannot test the thunder pool again and again.
After a while, a voice came from behind.
She turned her head instantly, and then her whole body was stunned.
Zu An opened his hand and said to her, "How is it?"
Zhang Zitong's expression changed and he hurriedly took two steps back, "You...who are you?"
Zu An smiled coldly, "Who do you think I am?"
"Fang Biao, what did you do to Master Eleven?" Zhang Zitong asked
As she said that, she looked around subconsciously. For a moment, she even suspected that Fang Biao was not dead at all just now. She took advantage of the fact that she couldn't see him when she turned around, and when the Eleven people were concentrating on changing their appearance, she attacked and killed the Eleven people from behind.
Seeing her trembling look, Zu An said angrily, "I'm here. Didn't you say you were dressing up as Fang Biao?"
Hearing his voice, Zhang Zitong was startled and asked with some uncertainty, "Is it really the Eleventh Master?"
Zu An looked at her coldly, "I don't want to have this meaningless conversation."
Zhang Zitong finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, it has the temperament of Master Eleven."
She moved closer to Zu An curiously, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his face. "But this looks too similar, it's almost like he was carved from the same mold."
Zu An slapped her hand away and did not let her touch him. If she knew that there was no mask on her face, she would be scared to death.
Let her think that she only has regular disguise skills to prevent her ability to be the same as everyone else from being exposed.
"It's just that the voice is a bit different." At this time, Zhang Zitong came back to his senses. He was just frightened by the other party's appearance. After thinking about it carefully, he found that the voice was indeed different.
Zu An felt a headache after hearing this. If he wanted to have the same voice, he had to use the "Cute Girl Voice Changer", which he must not let her know. "You wait here for me first."
Immediately, his figure flashed and he disappeared.
Seeing that he came and went without a trace, Zhang Zitong lamented that the cultivation of the eleven masters was really unfathomable, even more powerful than the then Commander-in-Chief Zhu Xie.
Wait, it seems that from what those people are saying, the Eleventh Lord has become the new commander-in-chief.
However, Eleven's voice was more fluent.
While she was in a trance, a strong gust of wind blew by. She looked back and saw that Master Eleven had returned.
"How are you now?" Zu An asked in Fang Biao's tone. He had just gone to find an unlucky man nearby and deceived him once with a female voice, and then changed his voice.
The tune was the same as Fang Biao's, and he also changed into a set of Yin and Yang clothes.
Zhang Zitong's pupils tightened: "Master Eleven, what kind of injury did I get when you saved me last time?"
Zu An "..."
This woman was actually afraid that he was Fang Biao. She was still worried, so she had no choice but to reply, "You are so impulsive that you will commit suicide by taking poison."
Zhang Zitong breathed a sigh of relief, "Master Eleven, you are so awesome. How did you do it?"
"Secret." Zu An said coldly.
Zhang Zitong pursed her lips and smiled, "Although the appearance and sound are exactly the same, there are still some flaws."
Zu An was stunned, "What?"
"He has that lewd and lewd air about him." Zhang Zitong said with a blush.
Zu An frowned, this was really difficult to handle. Now that his status and cultivation were here, it would be a bit out of place to pretend to have such a temperament.
At this time, Zhang Zitong suddenly walked up to him, took his arm and put it around her waist. She felt that the other person's body suddenly tensed up. She hurriedly said, "Sir, I am Fang Biao's slave girl now. You don't even dare to touch me."
If you touch me, others will notice the flaw immediately."
Oops, why is Master Eleven so nervous? He is still a young child, right?
Zu An took a deep breath and said, "Okay."
"grown ups……"
Zhang Zitong was about to say something, but was interrupted by the other party: "Sir, from now on, you have to call me master."
"Yes, Master." Zhang Zitong pursed his lips and shouted without any psychological burden at all.
Zu An frowned, "Your attitude is too gentle. Since you were occupied by me, you should hate me."
Zhang Zitong shook his head and said, "Ahem... Master, you still don't understand women's hearts well enough. No matter how chaste and fierce a woman is, she has been conquered by a man eighteen times. It's hard to describe her attitude as pure hatred, let alone Fang Biao."
Being born in Yin and Yang Dao, you must have quite a lot of ways to conquer women."
Zu An felt that what she said made some sense, so he tightened his hands, hugged her in his arms, and gradually entered the state.
Feeling the warm embrace of the other party, Zhang Zitong's heart was beating fast. Unfortunately, he has this hateful face, and he doesn't know what he looks like.
The two of them then began to discuss the next steps and to match their confessions so as not to get involved later.
It was getting late, so the two of them rushed to the pier.
At this time, a large ship had docked at the pier. People from various sects and sects were already on the ship. There were also many new faces, presumably newcomers who had passed through before.
At this time, only the disciples on the Yin and Yang Dao side were a little anxious and were yelling and scolding the people around them, "Have you not found Master Biao yet?"
At this time, several other sects also noticed the situation here. Li Feiqing, who was Xiaoyao, sneered secretly and didn't care at all.
On the other hand, Senior Sister Pan from the Heavenly Demon Sect twisted her hips and walked over after hearing this, "What, is that boy Fang Biao missing?"
The disciples of Yin and Yang Dao hurriedly saluted, "Go back to Senior Sister Pan. Master Biao led people to arrest the person before, but they can't be found now. I don't know if something happened. I would like to trouble Senior Sister Pan to send someone to help us look for him."
Tianmo Sect has always had good relations with Yin and Yang Dao, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with this request.
Senior Sister Pan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Arresting people? I'm afraid it's a woman. I'm afraid that guy Fang Biao is having a good time somewhere right now. I don't want to disturb his good deeds."
Everyone in Yin Yang Dao was a little anxious, "But he hasn't appeared for so long, which is really worrying. Master Biao should know that it's time to sail the ship soon."
At this time, Li Feiqing became a little impatient, "So many people are waiting for him? He is not only romantic and happy once or twice, there is nothing to worry about."
There was also a commotion on the boat. Some supported sailing immediately, while others suggested staying and waiting. The number of people on both sides was actually equal.
Finally, everyone's eyes fell on a fat man. "Fat Hu, what do you think?"
"I think it's better to wait." Fatty Hu was smiling, but he was cursing in his heart. What the hell is Brother Lu doing? Why hasn't he come yet?