Following the hoarse voiced Woman forward step by step, I passed through a hanging veil, and the view unexpectedly opened up again.
Strangely enough, there was a bed, with a canopy beneath it.
Even more baffling was that the climbing vine had covered both the bed and the canopy, only faintly revealing them to be a double bed and canopy.
This...
The Lord of Skull Fortress has such an interest in plants!
Earlier, when listening to that voice and guessing based on experience, this Female Castle Lord, who is Shuii’s sister, would have been at least sixty or seventy years old.
Then suddenly I thought, no, that’s not right, Shuii should be in her twenties.
If her sister is sixty or seventy, the age difference is too vast.
Of course, if Shuii’s father had married more than one wife, that would be a different matter.
The hoarse voiced Woman reported again: "Lord Bao, Mr. Luo is here."
I saw the mosquito net slowly being lifted; although there were red lanterns nearby, the light was bright enough.
Luo yang absolutely didn’t see wrong!
It was a vine-like hand!
Just at that mont, Luo yang felt his entire body’s blood solidify!
As the mosquito net opened wider, finally revealing a head.
Two words to describe it: horrifying.
Three words to describe it: scared to death.
Four words to describe it: damn it.
Five words to describe it: scared the hell out of !
If it weren’t for Zhu Zishan still being in Skull Fortress’s hands, Luo yang would have turned around and run without hesitation.
Having lived for many years, he’s seen quite a number of peculiar things.
Yet Lord Bao of Skull Fortress’s appearance, Luo yang absolutely dared not admire.
To say it’s a skeleton, not quite.
To say it’s composed of old vines, seems more accurate.
Yet it also had so appearance similar to dried muscles.
Altogether just like a mummy, but more like a being ford from vines.
"Co! Co here! You are mine!"
Following that voice seemingly from Hell, the Lord was beckoning.
I am yours?
Luo yang shivered, daring not to approach.
At this mont, he only wished to quickly escape from this trembling place.
Seeing Luo yang stand motionless, the hoarse voiced Woman stretched out her hand to press on his back, giving a gentle push.
It was indeed abnormal that Luo yang stood still.
Composing himself, he thought, since I’ve co, what else?
Rescuing Zhu Zishan is urgent, also considering Shuii needs Luo yang’s help for treatnt, he reckoned this Lord won’t strike at will.
Thus he took a deep breath, summoned courage, and walked forward slowly.
Earlier, only seeing the double bed "devoured" by climbing vines, he hadn’t taken note of the surroundings.
Now with a glance left and right, he saw the faint presence of skull bones!
Who died here?
Luo yang turned thoughts rapidly, yet couldn’t co up with any reason.
Stopping three steps away from the Lord, Luo yang halted.
"Lord Bao, nice to et you, nice to et you."
Saying this, while clasping his hands in salute.
"Co here! You are mine! Hehehe!"
Luo yang had heard beautiful laughter often.
But laughter sounding like a ghost’s cry, Luo yang was hearing for the first ti, his hair really wanted to stand on end!
Who knows what this Lord ans?
Should he get closer, but even then, this Lord, Luo yang didn’t actually know whether to use "she" for this Lord.
Simply because Shuii referred to her as sister, he would call the Lord "her" for the ti being.
Otherwise, Luo yang would genuinely use "it" to replace "her".
"Co here! You are mine! Hehehe, see those bones?! All who disappointed , beca bones!"
Damn!
Turns out the dead were those who served this...
Luo yang was so shocked, his jaw nearly dropped to the ground, taking a long ti to co to his senses.
Even like this...
Luo yang thought of possibly having to strip and get into bed with this terrifying Lord, his legs started to feel weak.
This was truly weak, shaking slightly.
To share a night with this Lord, Luo yang would rather spend a hundred nights with Qin Piao, dying on Qin Piao’s bed was better than dying here.
Dying from fright versus dying from pleasure, though both are dying, still there is a difference.
"Bao Bao, Lord Bao Bao..."
Luo yang found speaking taxing, unsure why, it wasn’t cold, yet felt cold.
"Co here! You are mine! Hehehe!"
Before the words were finished, the Lord’s hand suddenly elongated!
Indeed, it was like a vine growing or an elastic band stretching.
If Luo yang weren’t extrely alard, he might have been able to dodge.
Only because truly terrified beyond asure, when he reacted, his right wrist was already caught by the Lord.
"Bao Bao Bao... don’t, don’t..."
Yet without giving Luo yang a chance to speak, the Lord forcefully pulled him.
The two were like in a tug of war.
Truth be told, Luo yang used all his might but still wasn’t a match for the Lord.
The vine-like hand clamped onto Luo yang’s hand like iron tongs, dragging him inch by inch.
This could be considered having a bout with the Lord of Skull Fortress.
Knowing he couldn’t resist, Luo yang gave up.
To save so strength, perhaps useful later.
Otherwise, dying from exhaustion here would also beco a pile of bones.
When a person is frightened and loses hope, there are usually two outcos.
One is dying from excessive fear.
The other is becoming very calm.
Luo yang belonged to the latter.
Certainly, Luo yang figured out, at least before curing Shuii’s ailnt, even if not satisfying the Lord, shouldn’t die yet.
Just faced with such a frightening Lord, even if Luo yang wasn’t timid, certainly quivered from the depths of his heart.
Unexpectedly he thought he’d be dragged onto the double bed, reached the bedside, but the Lord let go.
He saw the Lord wore large glasses in front of his chest, lower half in a pink triangular small garnt, considered bikini styling.
But the impression was like hanging a set of bikini on a vine-shaped plant.
"I heard your dical skills are superb. Help take a look! Hehehe, I’ll reward you!"
"Lord, I’ll check your pulse first."
Luo yang proceeded as he would for a regular patient.
Squatted down, placed his hand on the Lord’s wrist, Luo yang wasn’t very startled.
After all, he knew beforehand Shuii had no pulse, now this Lord also had no pulse.
Pretending to finish checking the pulse, Luo yang asked: "Lord, is this condition congenital?"
ntioning the ailnt, the Lord beca particularly agitated.
"I want to kill everyone in Shi Sheng Palace! They made like this! I was very beautiful before!"
Each word was filled with infinite anger.
Seeing the Lord unexpectedly shed tears, Luo yang indeed felt surprised.
In his eyes, this Lord of Skull Fortress seed no different from a Monster.
Seeing a Monster cry was truly rare.
Soon after the Lord turned around, seemingly searching the bed for sothing.
Luo yang had to stand and wait.
After a while, he saw the Lord holding a photo.
Taking the photo from the Lord’s hand, it was a beautiful girl with delicate features and a graceful figure in a tourist destination.
If the girl in the photo was this Lord, it indeed evoked sighs.
"I haven’t worn clothes for ages!"
Hearing this, unaware, would think the Lord can’t afford clothing.
Saying this, suddenly grabbed Luo yang’s hand again.
Looking at his wrist caught by the vine hand, Luo yang only felt a chill on his back.
"Hehehe, am I pretty?"
Luo yang really wanted to say "Stop laughing, you’ll scare people to death", yet thinking if he said it, he’d fear dying here.
"Pretty."
The beauty in the photo was truly beautiful, Luo yang wasn’t lying.
He simply couldn’t prove the Lord and the girl in the photo were the sa person.
"Shi Sheng Palace people used dicine on , I beca like this! I heard you’re the Little Miracle Doctor, help cure , you can have anything. Hehehe, including ."
Who dares want such a monster-like beauty?
Luo yang quickly replied: "Lord, I’ll do my best to help. Just see it as making friends, no need to repay . By the way, my friend is in your hands, best if you release my friend first."
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