Ask the old man to use his remaining energy.

Seeing her relaxed face, the man in blue seemed a little ashamed. He clenched his fist and pressed his lips to cough, saying, "I've been laughing at all before."

"It's okay, everyone will take a step back." Su Yin waved her hand very heavily, perfectly covering up her ignorance of her unaware of how to recycle the old man's ignorance, and continued to ask: "It's better to go back to the question of Song Xiaomei. Senior, what kind of submission technique is this?"

"The beauty fell." The man in green finally answered, and then smiled self-deprecatingly:

"Fellow Taoist, don't call me the senior. Now I'm just a wisp of residual soul, so I can't say this. However, fellow Taoist, spiritual power can be used to the gods, so we can only match each other."

Ah, this? But I really want an old man.

Just as she was thinking about whether to redeem it, Su Yin suddenly heard the man in the green shirt "Huh" and said anxiously: "Please look behind this woman's ear first."

The topic turned very quickly. Su Yin was stunned to him. Then he walked forward as he said, leaned over and pulled Song Baoer's left ear open and looked at it, and his expression suddenly condensed.

"Does there be vitiligo marks behind her ears? Their color is like peach blossoms, and their shape is a triangle?" asked the man in blue.

Su Yin didn't say anything, but nodded with a stern face.

Indeed, behind Song Baoer's ear was the bright peach-colored triangle vitiligo that he called.

Su Yin casually opened Song Baoer's right ear and there were also the same vitiligo marks in the position symmetrical to the left ear.

"It's actually... the rotten wood descending." The phantom of the green shirt held both hands, looked disbelief and murmured: "Isn't this surrender technique already lost?"

"What kind of submission technique is this? How is it different from a beauty submission?" Su Yin ignored the accident he spoke, and while observing the vitiligo behind Song Baoer's ear, he asked.

The man in blue clothes walked forward... Uh, he floated a few steps, spread his sleeves, and sat cross-legged... Uh, floating on the thick felt in the air, and said slowly:

"There is another one of the rotten wood descendants, called the rotten wood peach blossom descendants. I thought this technique had been lost, but I didn't expect to see it in person today. It was a blessing in my life... Well, sorry, I said it wrong. This little girl was very unlucky and had two kinds of descendants. Fortunately, she should be safe for the time being with fellow Taoists."

The man in blue coughed, as if he wanted to sweep away the slightly embarrassed, and then said with a thought:

"Not to mention the decline of the peach blossoms of rotten wood, but only the descending of beauty, but this technique of descending is also ordinary. Only use cinnabar, yellow crystal, locust wood ash, and earth on the stove as yang, Gui water, nails, hair, and skin of unmarried virgins are yin, and they are transformed into the Hunyuan Fu water. If you drink this water for one tenth, you can make people love beauty and become foolish, look at the glass and look at narcissism alone. The longer you go, the harder it will be to extricate yourself. In the end, you will not think about tea and food, the blood will be exhausted, and starve to death.
Chapter completed!