The reason why Sister Ya's skin condition is so bad is because she doesn't like these cosmetics at all and has never used them.
Seeing Mu Ye staring at her intently, Sister Ya felt a little impatient and cursed in a low voice: "Hey, guess it quickly, or I'll eat you!"
Mu Ye came back to his senses, pointed to the corner of the table, and said firmly: "The thing you like most is him."
Sister Ya looked at the direction of his finger and didn't react for a moment, so she asked: "Which one are you pointing to? Tell me, hurry up!"
"Well, the corner of the table is your favorite thing."
After hearing this, Sister Ya opened her mouth wide with an expression of disbelief. She stared at Mu Ye and asked unwillingly: "How do you know? Tell me!"
Mu Ye shrugged and told his guess:
"Looking at the skin on your face, you actually haven't used those cosmetics at all, otherwise your face wouldn't be like this. The reason why you ask that is just to confuse the public."
As soon as these words came out, all four pairs of eyes in the room turned towards him, looking up and down, and they all became curious about the man in front of them.
Sister Crow was discouraged: "Okay, you win, you are so lucky."
"Thank you, you are not only lucky, but also have a high IQ."
Plug-ins are also a type.
There were two people in the room who did not express their demands, but Mu Ye felt a pain in his head.
This routine is really layer upon layer, causing people a headache.
"Then, what's going on with you two?"
Mu Ye looked at the other two people and asked.
A man came over, rolled up his sleeves, and looked like he was going to fight.
Mu Ye took two steps back, feeling tired for a while.
"Let me introduce, I am a monkey, how about it, young man, are you scared?"
Mu Ye twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled silently.
Small actions can cause big harm.
The monkey was so angry that his head started to smoke.
Don't get me wrong, it was really smoke. A stream of white smoke came out from his head and nostrils. The monkey got closer and closer, and the scorching temperature of his body hit him. Mu Ye couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"The temperature is so high, why is it so hot? Does this mean you are irritable? You see." Mu Ye complained and backed away from the door.
Sister Crow and Brother Crazy were watching the fun from the sidelines.
"Boy, do you dare to have a fight with your grandfather and me?" the monkey raised two fingers and said provocatively.
Mu Ye frowned, wondering if today's fight must be fought?
Without waiting for Mu Ye to answer, Pohou came up with a big stride and leaped up to Mu Ye.
A fist fell from in front of Mu Ye's head and was firmly held by a hand.
Naturally, it’s Qingyougui.
"Brother Qing is awesome!" Mu Ye cheered for Qing Yougui in his heart.
"You kid, why do you have so many things going on and you don't even let your brother Qing have a good night's sleep?"
"Brother Qing is so powerful, it's not too late to go to sleep after a fight."
"Shut up and watch the operation!" After Qing Yougui said this, he started the mode of torturing the scum alone.
Qing Yougui controlled his right hand, fisted the red-hot iron hand in front of him, and welded it firmly without moving.
Mu Ye raised his leg, stepped on Pohou's chest, and kicked him away.
Mu Ye stepped forward and locked the monkey's neck with his right hand.
"How is it? Have you taken it?" Mu Ye asked, raising his eyebrows provocatively.
"Dreaming!" Pohou yelled, raising one hand and about to attack the opponent's front door.
Mu Ye turned his head to avoid it, released his right hand, quickly took out the kukri from the space, and put it on the monkey's neck.
"I advise you not to move, otherwise I will kill you and chop off your head!" Mu Ye warned in a low voice.
As expected, the monkey did not dare to move anymore and raised his hands above his head in a gesture of surrender.
Mu Ye nodded with satisfaction and was about to take back the kukri, but unexpectedly, the monkey did not follow martial ethics and launched a sneak attack from behind.
Pohou raised his right leg and took advantage of Mu Ye's opportunity to retract the kukri and kicked the knife out of his opponent's hand.
The opponent lost the knife in his hand, and the damage was halved. Pohou grabbed Mu Ye's right hand with his right hand, and then twisted it hard.
The sound of bones creaking came, and the monkey grinned with satisfaction, and screamed with excitement in its throat.
Since Qing Yougui was contracted to his right hand, Mu Ye did not feel any pain, but was only a little worried about Qing Yougui's condition.
"Don't worry, it's a small thing, just make sure I don't break his neck!"
Qing Yougui said, and his right hand suddenly exuded a strong and vigorous ghost energy. The huge ghost power came and directly opened the monkey.
He punched Pohou to the ground and pinned him to the ground.
Qingyougui opened his green eyes, and the green ghost energy emerged. This time it was not only covering around the eyes, but also extending all the way down to the monkey that was firmly held in his hand.
The green ghost energy spread to the monkey, and the powerful ghost force squeezed the monkey's body. The green ghost energy formed a giant net, wrapping the monkey into a cocoon.
"Don't, don't, it's wrong brother!" The monkey couldn't stand the huge pressure and felt that the organs in his body were about to be squeezed, so he begged for mercy knowingly.
Mu Ye ignored his defeated general's begging for mercy and cursed in a low voice:
"You can't afford it, right?"
"A sneak attack, right?"
"You like playing, right?"
A few words lingered in the ears of the devil because of the devil's whisper, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Brother! I don't dare to do it anymore, brother!"
"Spare me, I really don't dare!"
The monkey's face turned red and looked like a monkey's butt.
Mu Ye snorted coldly, not intending to let him go just like that.
"I can spare you, but at least I have to have a guarantee!"
After hearing this, Pohou looked like he saw hope and nodded in agreement: "Brother, tell me! I agree!"
Mu Ye took out the bone-crushing dart with his left hand, positioned it on Pohou's body, and finally chose to stab the bone-crushing dart into Pohou's right hand.
As a shrill scream came, Qing Yougui retracted his ghost energy, and the giant cyan net was retracted. Without the pressure, the monkey felt a lot more relaxed, but the pain coming from the palm of his right hand was so clear.
Raising his right hand and seeing the silver dart, Pohou's face was filled with despair, and he wailed in pain: "No!"
Mu Ye stood up and clapped his hands. There was no injury on his body. He glanced at the monkey impatiently and muttered: "You came to provoke me yourself, but you can't blame me."
At this time, Pohou was about to cry without tears. He held his right hand in his left hand and crawled back to his corner, sobbing quietly alone.