American comics: The wisdom is against the sky, and Laojun's treasure-making technique is reali

Chen Xin took out the pseudo-spirit stone again, plus the aura that had been accumulated for three days today, and slowly guided the aura out and hit it directly on the mask.

Different from before, Chen Xin's expression was slightly solemn, his fingers quickly compared the imprint, and the moment the aura poured into the mask spread rapidly, he quickly transformed the magic weapon according to the magic seal.

The aura had been exhausted, and Chen Xin also stopped, to be honest, he wasn't sure if he could do it, this was the method he deduced based on Lao Jun's alchemy.

Lao Jun's alchemy is like a library with tens of millions of books, and now he is writing his own books after reading all the books.

It stands to reason that there will be no problem, even if it fails, it will be re-researched at most.

Chen Xin picked up the mask with one hand and pressed it towards his face, feeling the cold and soft texture of the mask.

At this moment, the mask automatically attaches to the face, without the need for a rope strap, and the black cloak pops out from above.

With a thud, it slid down, the hood naturally covered the top of the head, and the ropes on both sides automatically tied the knot.

Countless silk threads flew under the mask, extending to the soles of the feet, and the silk threads were intertwined, and in a short time, they were woven into a black tight, which looked no different from the original.

This is the 'silk waddling', which belongs to the weaving method of Yunshang, which was transformed by Chen Xin.

Chen Xin was not too excited at this time, because this was not a success, if the mask was taken off, the tights could be turned into thousands of threads again, and the storage space inside the mask would be complete.

He put his right hand on the mask, and with a light lift, the mask detached, and the cloak was quickly sucked into the mask, and the tights on his body began to disintegrate, turning into thousands of threads, quickly burrowing into the mask, and in just a few seconds, everything returned to its original state.

Chen Xin's heart fell to the ground at this moment, and he couldn't help but show a smile on his face, it can be extremely easy to change clothes in the future, and it will be over with a mask.

However, in this way, there is still a layer of clothing under his tights, and after a few days, all the clothes on his body will be refined into magic weapons, and with thousands of silk wool, he can disintegrate and hide the original clothes on his body when he wears the tights, and then re-weave them when he takes off the mask.

Chen Xin put on the mask again and looked at the mirror attached to the wall, the cloak was windless and automatic, and the tights were close to his body, and he could see his thinness.

Under the hood was a Great Sage mask, revealing only two clear eyes, and Chen Xin couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

I have to say that he is indeed handsome as a superhero, raising his right hand, a dagger appeared out of thin air, and at this moment he looks like an assassin walking in the dark.

After admiring the mirror for a while, he took off his mask and threw it into the storage ring.

Yawned, quickly lay down on the bed, smelled the sweet smell in the room, and fell asleep.

The next day, Chen Xin was still at work, but he found that Zhao Jiangang's face was much darker than before, and he looked like he hadn't slept well.

"Chen Xin, try the fried rice I made!".

As dusk approached in the afternoon, Chen Xin, who was sitting in the restaurant lobby to rest, saw Zhao Ying coming out of the back kitchen, holding a plate with steaming and colorful rice grains on it.

Before anyone arrives, the aroma is already in the nose, and you don't need to taste it to know that this plate of fried rice must taste sweet and delicious.

The rice grains are full and distinct, the scrambled eggs are slightly dry and crispy, and a few green vegetables are placed on top in an orderly manner.

Chen Xin quickly brought a spoon and chopsticks, first a bowl for Zhao Ying, and then a bowl for himself.

Zhao Ying didn't rush to move the chopsticks, her eyes were full of water, and she looked at Chen Xin expectantly.

Under Zhao Ying's gaze, Chen Xin took a spoon in his hand and quickly put it in his mouth, and in an instant, his taste buds exploded, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to chew it.

The softness and sweetness of the rice, the crispiness of the scrambled eggs, and the salty aroma are perfectly blended to create an amazing flavor.

"It's so delicious, one day you take over the boss's position, the business of the restaurant is absolutely hot!".

Chen Xin said sincerely, he thought that Zhao Jiangang's cooking skills were good before, but after eating Zhao Ying's fried rice, he only felt that Zhao Jiangang was doing so-so.

Hearing Chen Xin's evaluation, a sweet smile suddenly appeared on Zhao Ying's face, and two dimples were dotted on her flawless face like the finishing touch.

"That's good, I'll make you dinner later!".

After listening to this, Chen Xin felt that the fried rice in his mouth was even more delicious.

However, what Chen Xin didn't notice was that Zhao Jiangang behind the cash register was watching this scene with a dark face, his teeth involuntarily rubbed violently, making a numbing sound, and his fists were hard.

After the two finished eating, Chen Xin packed up the dishes and chopsticks, walked into the back kitchen, and cleaned them casually.

However, quietly a sturdy figure approached, and Chen Xin inadvertently took a step back, only feeling like he was hitting the wall, and couldn't help but look back.

I saw Zhao Jiangang, who had a gloomy face, asked in a deep voice, "Is the fried rice delicious?"

The rough voice seemed to have some plaintiveness.

"Uh... Delicious. "

Chen Xin was a little unsure, so he could only say truthfully.

"You kid has a kind! I haven't eaten my daughter's fried rice a few times myself!".

Zhao Jiangang said hatefully, rubbing his hands, of course, he mainly felt sorry for his daughter, so he usually didn't let Zhao Ying cook.

Who would have thought that he was distressed and couldn't bear to let his daughter cook, but in the end he was cooking for an outsider, as if he had to feed someone else's pigs, and the feeling of burning anger made his eyes a little hot.

If it weren't for Chen Xin's poor body, he would have wanted to give Chen Xin a close touch with his punching bag-sized fist.

Seeing Zhao Jiangang in this appearance, Chen Xin wisely did not respond, lest the black bear really get angry.

"Honestly, what do I do to you?".

Zhao Jiangang asked angrily.

"Of course it's good. "

Chen Xin replied without hesitation, there is absolutely no second answer at the moment.

"In that case, you're still my daughter?!".

Zhao Jiangang grabbed Chen Xin's collar, put his fierce face in front of Chen Xin, and asked viciously.

Chen Xin felt that his body was about to leave the ground, but Zhao Jiangang's words were too ugly, and he immediately retorted.

"Nothing happened to me and Zhao Ying. "

"What else do you want to happen?".

Zhao Jiangang was even more angry when he heard this, and his face like a big cake was even more close, and even the oil on Zhao Jiangang's face could be seen clearly.

"Chen Xin, haven't you finished washing yet?".

Zhao Ying's voice rang out at the right time, and at the same time, the footsteps were gradually approaching.

At this moment, Zhao Jiangang's hand suddenly let go, and he also sorted out the folds on Chen Xin's clothes by the way, and his expression suddenly became gentle like changing his face.

Zhao Ying also walked in and saw Chen Xin and Zhao Jiangang standing together, but she didn't see anything wrong.

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