After a while, Lu Hanjiang roughly understood what this guy meant. The Emotional Xuantian Sect didn't have much interest in the Huo family's possible treasures at all. On the contrary, he was deeply addicted to this kind of role-playing.
Thinking of the martial arts characteristics of the King of Thousand Faces and various rumors in the world, Lu Hanjiang seemed to understand what the person behind the mask was.
It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that thousands of people have thousands of faces. At least the guy who was able to escape from Wudang Shangyangzi's men definitely had extraordinary martial arts.
The strange guy in front of him also had something special about him. At least his courage was astonishing. With such martial arts skills and under such circumstances, he actually dared to make such a suggestion.
Such an approach is undoubtedly extremely risky. Apart from anything else, Huangfu Xiaoyuan, who is ready to draw her sword next to Lu Hanjiang, generally speaking, when faced with such a self-talking guy, this girl will always be killed with one sword.
After many years, it seemed that he was the only one who could finish talking such nonsense in front of Huangfu Xiaoyuan and still survive.
In fact, after Gongsun Huan finished speaking, Huangfu Xiaoyuan's sword was already halfway out of its sheath, but Lu Hanjiang raised his hand to stop her.
Gongsun Huan's idea was indeed unconventional and a bit whimsical, but in a sense, the other party's idea also fit in with his growing sense of fun.
"That's quite interesting."
After Lu Hanjiang stopped Huangfu Xiaoyuan, he looked at Gongsun Huan with interest and said, "However, I am not interested in raising horses."
"Wearing this mask, you can do anything you want."
Gongsun Huan smiled and said: "What I am willing to hand over to Your Excellency is the complete identity of Xuantian Sect's Protector Dharma King. Whether it is the power of Xuantian Sect or my personal deployment, you can call it upon me."
"Is there such a good thing?" Lu Hanjiang didn't seem to believe it.
"If you don't believe it, why don't you come with me?" Gongsun Huan said, stepping a little, standing on the eaves, and then walked away in a few ups and downs.
Lu Hanjiang and Huangfu Xiaoyuan looked at each other, and the two followed closely behind. Soon, the three of them arrived at the most famous hotel in the Eastern Capital, Baihua Tower.
The three of them landed on the side of the restaurant. Gongsun Huan raised his hand and pointed at the largest private room on the top floor of the restaurant. Lu Hanjiang looked around and saw a guy wearing a pale mask in the private room. Surrounded by five or six girls, he was drunk and dreaming. .
"This is it?" Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but asked curiously.
"His name is Wu Ying, and he was once an inconspicuous groom of the Huo family."
Gongsun Huan looked at the man's dreamy look, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I found him that day and exchanged his status as a groom with him as a Dharma king. He agreed. Now, I have Everything is his."
As if to confirm Gongsun Huan's words, Wu Ying, who was amused by the beauty in the elegant room, took off the jade pendant from his waist, and then gave it to the woman beside him.
Lu Hanjiang was very discerning and could naturally see that the value of that small jade pendant alone was enough to compare with the total amount of money Boss Zhu had spent supporting the Huo family these days.
Such a valuable thing was rewarded by Wu Ying casually, and no one of the wooden stake-like guards around him or the masters protecting him in the dark stepped forward to stop him.
It seems that the gameplay of the King of Thousand Faces is indeed somewhat unique to the character.
Lu Hanjiang found it interesting and asked: "This is indeed very interesting, but I can't figure out why you did this?"
"Because it's fun."
Gongsun Huan lowered his head and looked at Wu Ying's dream where he was obsessed with money and surrounded by beauties. The honest and courteous look he once had had completely disappeared. Now he was only driven by endless desires.
Gongsun Huan is not stingy with money, and he is not too obsessed with martial arts. He is interested in everything interesting. The secrets circulating in the world are like treasures waiting to be discovered one after another.
But in the end, these can only relieve boredom and cannot make Gongsun Huan die. So far, there is only one game that can keep him playing endlessly, and that is to use this mask to change other people's lives.
This was an incomprehensible way of playing the game, and Gongsun Huan was also aware of it. He thought that he was probably the only one in the world who would have such a strange idea.
Whenever he watched these people indulge in false dreams, constructing distorted pictures one after another with the ugliness of mortals and uncontrollable desires, he was like a superior god, always admiring them with pleasure. Every farce.
It was fun, for him.
Gongsun Huan lowered his eyes, raised his hand to summon two swordsmen in black, and ordered in a rather regretful tone: "Tell him that it's time to wake up from this dream."
"yes."
The two swordsmen withdrew in response, and then a burst of exclamation suddenly came from the private room. The wine table was overturned, and the beauty was driven away. Wu Ying, who was frightened and angry, had no power to fight back, and was controlled by two men, with his face The mask fell to the ground with a thud.
"no no--!"
Wu Ying hurriedly let out a sharp scream because he saw his real face in the spilled drink.
When he puts on this mask, he seems to have infinite power, capable of calling the wind and rain. Wearing the mask, he is the Thousand-faced Dharma King of Xuantian Sect who is feared by everyone in the world.
But once he loses this mask, he is just a little groom that no one cares about.
A horseman who has never seen the heights of the mountains and the breadth of the sky will not care what he has lost, because in his narrow world, that small horse pen is everything.
But now, Gongsun Huan took him to the top of the mountain, set foot on the clouds, and allowed him to enjoy all the beautiful things in the world. In the end, he cruelly beat him back to his original shape, which almost made Wu Ying collapse.
The two swordsmen were silent. Amidst Wu Ying's collapsed cries, they put away their masks, then roughly took back his expensive clothes and put on his old coarse cloth shirts.
"You can't do this to me! I am the Dharma King! You despicable people! How dare you do this to me!"
Wu Ying hid far away, clutching the corner of the table and refusing to leave, while uttering the most vicious curses at the swordsman in front of him. The experience these days was so wonderful that he almost forgot that he Just a lucky groom.
Gongsun Huan finally came to the private room. When Wu Ying saw his face that was exactly like his own, his body finally trembled uncontrollably.
"You, you!" Wu Ying's eyes widened, his lips trembled, and he couldn't even finish a sentence.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I will only send you to where you should go back." Gongsun Huan said, waving his hand, the swordsman understood, and he jumped away from here while holding Wu Ying who looked like a madman. .
Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but make a "tsk tsk" sound when he saw this wonderful show. He had to admit that the interesting thing about the person in front of him was indeed not in vain.
"How about it?" Gongsun Huan looked at Lu Hanjiang, and smiled again and handed out the mask: "This is a very interesting game, isn't it? My request is very simple, you only need to lend me your identity, and at the same time, become When I am 'I', I cannot take off this mask."
"...It is indeed a very attractive way to play." After thinking for a moment, Lu Hanjiang said with a smile.
"So, you agree?" Seeing him put away his mask, Gongsun Huan's smile deepened: "I haven't asked you yet, what is your name?"
"Me," Lu Hanjiang paused and said, "My name is Yue Lifeng, a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, and I have the Tianji Sword as proof."
While speaking, he untied the secret from his waist and threw it to Gongsun Huan. When he got it, the extraordinary touch of the divine weapon made the other party no longer doubtful.
Gongsun Huan stared at Lu Hanjiang's face for a while, and then ordered someone to get a mask. After he made some moves on his face, another "Yueli Feng" soon appeared in front of everyone.
Tying Tianji around his waist, Gongsun Huan nodded with satisfaction: "Yue Lifeng, Xiaoyao sect. Interesting, interesting."
(End of chapter)
