In the blink of an eye, Lao Cao and Fang Xiaocao had fought for hundreds of rounds.
During this period, Fang Xiaocao was mainly on the offensive, while Lao Cao waited for an opportunity to counterattack.
Continuously compressing Fang Xiaocao's activity space.
Let Fang Xiaocao use all his strength.
After hundreds of rounds of competition, Lao Cao has basically mastered all of Fang Xiaocao's strength.
Lao Cao is very satisfied with dealing with Xiao Cao.
There is a feeling that there is a successor, and you can rest assured to hand over the heavy responsibility to Fang Xiaocao.
Another sword strike forced Fang Xiaocao back, and Lao Cao quickly retreated to distance herself from her.
The other party Xiaocao waved his hand: "Okay, let's stop here."
Fang Xiaocao was stunned when he heard Lao Cao's words.
Seeing that Lao Cao didn't look like he was going to play tricks or use his mental power.
Fang Xiaocao stopped when he reached a distance where he could take action at any time to interrupt Lao Cao's spellcasting.
He looked at Lao Cao suspiciously, secretly guessing what kind of medicine was sold in Lao Cao's gourd.
Lao Cao smiled slightly, took out a golden mask of the same style as her face from his arms and threw it to Fang Xiaocao.
Fang Xiaocao was stunned again, but subconsciously reached out to catch the golden mask.
He looked at Lao Cao doubtfully, waiting for her next words.
Lao Cao didn't speak, but took out another mirror.
Then he said: "Put it on and try it."
After hearing Lao Cao's words, Fang Xiaocao looked in the mirror and then at the golden mask in his hand.
His eyes and face were full of confusion and confusion.
"What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"
Fang Xiaocao did not put on the mask as Lao Cao said, but asked the doubts in his heart.
Fang Xiaocao was afraid that this mask was some kind of spiritual power tool.
He also deliberately used his mental power to scan it over and over again.
But the results obtained are all problems with the mask.
The material of the mask is ordinary gold.
The only thing that's wrong is probably that the mask's craftsmanship is too sophisticated.
It is completely incomparable to the craftsmanship of gold products in this current timeline.
It should be a product of some future timeline.
"You will know when you put it on and look in the mirror."
Lao Cao did not reveal his identity directly, but asked Fang Xiaocao to put on the golden mask and have a look.
Fang Xiaocao frowned and looked at Lao Cao suspiciously.
At the same time, he used his mental power to scan the golden mask in his hand again.
The result is still the same, there is nothing wrong with the mask.
There are no mental fluctuations.
It is a gold mask from the future with exquisite craftsmanship.
Fang Xiaocao still looked at Lao Cao suspiciously, holding the golden mask in his hand, but he didn't dare to put it on his face.
She was really afraid that there was something fishy about this mask of unknown origin.
If she was hit by some weird trick that she didn't know about, she wouldn't even have a chance to resist.
"Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with the mask."
"With the strength of the two of us, it is not easy to kill you."
"There is no need to go to such great lengths to use a mask to plot against you."
Lao Cao said with a smile.
After hearing what Lao Cao said, Fang Xiaocao was right.
Indeed, as Lao Cao said, if Lao Cao and Hot Mouth Noodles wanted to kill her, it would be really easy.
Even if she resisted desperately, she would have little chance of escaping.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiaocao hesitated for a while holding the golden mask, and finally gritted his teeth and put it on.
Fang Xiaocao was already prepared to deal with all emergencies.
But the accident she expected did not happen.
Everything was as usual, and there was no discomfort on my face.
"There are really no means?"
Fang Xiaocao was a little surprised and looked up at Fang Xiaocao.
But he happened to be looking at the mirror held in Lao Cao's hand.
The next second!
Fang Xiaocao was stunned. His mouth opened wide in surprise, showing an incredible expression.
"How is it possible!"
Fang Xiaocao subconsciously exclaimed.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Fang Xiaocao felt bad.
She looked at the mirror, then at Lao Cao and Hot Mouth's face holding the mirror, with confusion in her eyes.
"Why is it so similar?"
Fang Xiaocao murmured to himself and kept rubbing his eyes, trying to see more clearly.
Wearing a golden mask in the mirror, she looked almost exactly like the two women opposite.
The only difference may be the difference in age and temperament.
Fang Xiaocao's CPU burned out.
She was a little confused as to what was going on.
Fang Xiaocao reached out and touched the golden mask on his face. After making sure that the mask did not affect his appearance, he looked at the hot-mouthed Mian and Lao Cao in shock.
"You, you—"
Fang Xiaocao pointed at the hot-mouthed noodles and Lao Cao, and was speechless for a moment.
An idea came to her mind that she thought was ridiculous.
The two people opposite her are herself in a certain future timeline.
"Which one of you is hot-mouthed?"
Fang Xiaocao blurted out his question subconsciously.
At this moment, Fang Xiaocao had a strong premonition that the face that was burning his mouth was one of the two people opposite him.
Hearing Fang Xiaocao's words, Lao Cao smiled.
"You finally thought of it."
Lao Cao said with a smile.
"Are you a hot-mouthed noodle?"
Fang Xiaocao looked at Lao Cao suspiciously.
Lao Cao and her are simply carved from the same mold.
It's just that Lao Cao's temperament is more mature and his skin is better.
Lao Cao shook his head: "I'm not, she is!"
As he said that, Lao Cao pointed to the face beside him.
After his identity was exposed, he smiled awkwardly at Fang Xiaocao.
I feel so embarrassed when I have a hot mouth, and I want to find a crack in the ground to hide in embarrassment.
He lived for a few more decades, but was defeated by Fang Xiaocao.
Still defeated in a head-on duel.
Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable.
It was a shame to be thrown into grandma’s house.
"Mianmian, you actually lost to me. I missed you for two and a half years!"
After confirming the identity of Hot Mouth Nian, Fang Xiaocao's first words made Hot Mouth Mian feel embarrassed.
"Is it true? Is it true? Is it true?"
"Can you speak?"
"This is what you told me when we first met?"
Hot Mouth Mian broke through his defense on the spot and almost went berserk, fighting Fang Xiaocao for another 300 rounds.
Fang Xiaocao grinned at her hot-mouthed face: "I haven't beaten myself yet, so today I'm going to experience what it feels like to beat myself up!"
The words have not yet fallen——
Fang Xiaocao dodged and rushed towards Hot Zui's face.
Only this time, Fang Xiaocao did not use a weapon.
Already knowing each other's identities, Lao Cao did not stop Fang Xiaocao.
Let her get into a ball with the hot noodles.
Lao Cao could tell that Fang Xiaocao didn't intend to hit Hot Mouth's face.
Just use the hot noodles to vent the grievances accumulated before.
Naturally, she had no need to stop him. After all, she had already wanted to slap Hot Mouth in the face.
I usually ask Hot Mouth Noodles to do something, but this guy is like a husky, and he always bargains with her.
Now it was time to borrow Fang Xiaocao's hand to vent her anger for her. (End of chapter)