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Chapter 592 I just touch it, what's the matter?
I am afraid that it is much higher than the sky above the head.

"Stop talking nonsense! I'll kill you!"

This time, Mr. Honghu no longer hides his clumsiness, but directly transforms into the appearance of Baifeng.

He is an adult white phoenix that has undergone initial awakening. He is very beautiful, with long feathers, and he is so graceful, especially the slender and long neck, like the most beautiful white swan, singing to the sky.

Phoenix Dance Nine Swords, the second style, Baifeng Tianwu.

In an instant, this space became Bai Yu's world.

Isolated from the world.

Countless white phoenix feathers, false and real, each piece, seemingly soft, is actually a sharp sword.

Frantically cutting towards Yun Qingcheng and Qingluan.

Yun Qingcheng said: "Fancy show."

The power of the Phoenix Dance Nine Swords is a bit less meaningful than the hard-core Jumang Saber Technique.

but--

She wants to severely punish Bai Feng for insulting Ah Qing.

The best way is-

"The Bald Curse!"

Yun Qingcheng released Xiaobai.

Xiaobai opened his mouth, and a curse flew out, and landed on the forehead of Mr. Honghu accurately.

Then Mr. Honghu, he was, he was, bald.

Baldness comes on fast.

Shedding hair like snowflakes caught Baifeng off guard.

"My lord's phoenix feather, what's going on? Ahhhh——"

Young Master Honghu let out a scream like a collapse.

The Phoenix Dance Nine Swords second style, Baifeng Tianwu, which was just halfway through, was also forced to stop.

For a phoenix like him who loves beauty like his life, what is more terrifying than hair loss and baldness?

The falling off feathers seemed to be desperate, first he bald his head, followed by a pair of wings, then his belly, back, and even his most fairy tail feathers.

Back and forth, in less than a minute, he turned into No. 1 Bald Chicken.

"Hey hey~~~"

Qingluan was overjoyed, jumping up and down, flapping her wings and applauding, "Little boy, look, who will the heavens spare!"

Young Master Honghu had a look of grief and indignation: "..."

In those big eyes, there were tears of humiliation, which could not be shed.

With his white chicken skin, instead of being aesthetically pleasing, it was ridiculously ridiculous and surprisingly ugly.

Honghu, who values ​​his face more than his life, fell into a state of deep autism.

Can't say a word.

You can break Qingluan to the cow o(￣▽￣)d

"Sister Qingcheng, you are awesome, I love you so much."

Mr. Honghu became more autistic, shrunk himself into a ball, tried to pick up the fallen white feathers on the ground, and delusional that they could grow back on himself.

"Hey, little boy, don't waste your efforts. In the past half a month, I have been cursed three times by the boss to bald my hair. I have tried all kinds of methods, but it doesn't work. I can only wait for it to grow back by itself."

Qingluan jumped to the side of Honghu, stretched out a bald green wing, patted Honghu's back lightly, and comforted him in a tone of someone who had come here, "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's quite cool. Yes. Bahahahaha, heaven have mercy on who!"

The previous sentence is still comforting.

With a smile from behind, his nature was immediately exposed, and the tone of the sentence "Who is bypassed by the sky" should be as low as it is.

Honghu was filled with grief and indignation.

With tears in his eyes, he jumped up, and slapped Qingluan's wing on his back fiercely with his beak: "Don't touch me!"

"I'll touch it, what's the matter?" Qingluan smiled hey,

(End of this chapter)