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The operation process is very strict with the environment, it must be very clean, and there can be no pollution in the slightest, otherwise it will cause unexpected consequences.

"Don't be afraid, imagine yourself as the ancient god who created mankind, the appearance you want, completed with stroke by stroke under your knife, or imagine yourself as an engraver, complete a perfect work, my daughter, you must be able to." Before starting, Garan cheers up the falling moon.

"Witch boy, you must not be more handsome than me." Zi Nian also jokingly said that it was a comfort for the witch man's brother-in-law.

"I believe in the falling moon, father." The witch looked at Garan before entering, and then closed the door.

It was a room that was absolutely quiet, full of energy around him, and the source of this energy was Garan's spiritual power, which he was connected to by the blood of the shrine man, and this spiritual power helped to repair his wounds.

Luoyue took out the Ice Falcon Crystal and Vientiane Crystal and hung them in the room, and the energy here was unprecedented.

There are also utensils and the required medicinal herbs are displayed one by one next to it.

Everything is ready, and if something happens, at least the witch's life can be saved.

"Thank you for trusting me, Shrine Bird." Falling Moon leaned down and looked into the eyes of the witch, who was already lying on the operating table, covered in white cotton.

"Now, I'm yours. It's up to you. Wu Nan joked that in order not to put pressure on the falling moon, he was actually not nervous, and he did not expect his new face, because he was used to the mask, and the worst thing was to wear another one.

Lying here, the energy of spiritual power flowed out, making him warm and comfortable.

"It's a bit complicated, brother, let's sleep." Falling Moon said.

She really couldn't bear to tell the whole process, bloody and cruel.

"If I have three longs and two shorts, you will be responsible for the rest of my life, take care of food, live and eat, eat and play." Wu Nan slowly closed his eyes and said.

"You, your life is in my hands, and you are still threatening to me, cough cough, I should say Sister Luoyue, please leave everything to you, don't shake your hands......" Luoyue said with a smile.

"Woo woo, you're making people scared." Wunan said.

"Okay, okay, take care of you."

The shrine boy slowly fell asleep with a satisfied smile.

It's strange why I'm so sleepy now, and when I close my eyes, my consciousness almost stops wandering and I start to fall asleep.

Whether it was crystal, or spiritual power, or the falling moon gave him a burst of numbness, the witch man didn't know, and he didn't want to know, but he was going to get a good night's sleep, and it seemed that he hadn't rested physically and mentally for a long time.

He quickly fell into a deep sleep and came with even breathing.

Falling Moon takes off his mask.

It was an unspeakable death for the witch, and Falling Moon didn't want to take it off in front of him while he was sober, it would make him ugly.

In this way, it is much more relaxed.

The half of the face, unrecognizable, except for the eyes, was almost ruined and had no shape, like half a kneaded shapeless cake.

Fortunately, Luoyue has seen enough ugliness that she won't be surprised.

"You must have suffered a lot of snubbing and ridicule, especially from the shrine maidens and the little shrine maidens, but from now on you will not be, I will rejuvenate you with your skill, I will create the most perfect man's face with my own hands, I will make you exhale and raise your eyebrows in front of them." Setting Moon sets the shrine boy's mask aside.

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