The next morning, when Chen Feng went downstairs, Qi Bin happened to run back in the morning, holding some food in his hand. When he saw him, he smiled and said, "This is sent by his grandfather, it is good for his health."

Chen Feng was not polite either. He knew what Qi's breakfast looked like. He added some precious medicinal herbs and elixirs, all of which were mild in medicinal properties.

Taking it for a long time has many benefits for the body. It can warm the king's meridians, remove the pressure in the body, and make the body stronger. After all, the physical strength of a practitioner is not as good as that of a practicing body.

Comparing with two practitioners of the same level, there is a greater possibility of winning with good physical fitness.

After breakfast, Qi Bin looked at Chen Feng and was curious about how he would change his face, whether to disguise himself or use other methods?

"Don't move." Chen Feng took out a few silver needles, downloaded Qi Bin's face and neck, and then his hands kept moving on his face.

Qi Bin felt a piercing pain coming. Even if Chen Feng explained it in advance, he almost couldn't help it.

A young master like him who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth would not suffer too much trauma during his cultivation.

Chen Feng grabbed Qi Bin's shoulder with one hand, and his powerful force made him unable to move, and his other hand kept moving.

Qi Bin gritted his teeth and changed his body, his body was soaked in sweat, but there was nothing on his face.

"Chen Feng..." He squeezed out this sentence from his teeth, his whole body trembled constantly, and there was a bloody smell in his mouth.

After seven or eight minutes, Chen Feng's movements stopped and he collapsed on the sofa, panting and wet like a drowning person.

After more than ten minutes of rest, Qi Bin felt that the pain was a little better.

He took the mirror handed over by Chen Feng, and there was a stranger in the mirror.

A man who is a thousand miles apart from his original appearance.

He touched his face in surprise: "Chen Feng, how did you do it?"

If it weren't for his personal experience, he wouldn't have imagined that there would be such a thing.

Before, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a collective chivalrous look.

Now, he is an ordinary person at first glance, and he is forgotten when he is thrown into the crowd.

The cheeks are slightly inwardly, the flesh covers the eyes, the lips are thick, and the facial features are distinctive. When combined, it is indeed an ordinary face.

"If you think this is not possible, you can disguise yourself."

"Is it the kind of disguise I think? It's through something or a human skin mask?"

"It's the kind you think."

"Then why do you still use this method?"

"I just want you to try these methods and choose one that suits you. By the way, I don't have any erratic skills."

Listening to Chen Feng's words without any emotional fluctuations, Qi Bin felt that his fist was hard. Now there was only one thought in his mind: "He did it on purpose, right? Chen Feng did it on purpose, did he want to?"

He felt that Chen Feng’s previous sentence was just fart, and he just wanted to practice his skills.

"If you feel it's not good, I'll restore it to you and change it to another method."

Qi Bin looked at Chen Feng and heard a sense of conspiracy. He did it on purpose.

"No need, let's wait."

It hurts so much that he has changed his face. He doesn't want to make trouble anymore. He really doesn't want to experience such pain again.
Chapter completed!