If we don’t take Zhu Zishan back, then Hua XiYi and the others would have a problem with that.
Luo Yang felt it inappropriate to admit he’d t the people at Skull Fortress, as it would further intensify the misunderstandings.
Upon hearing Luo Yang’s request, Lord Bao pondered before saying, "No! We need her too. Hehe, her flesh must be delicious!"
These words frightened Luo Yang.
"Lord Bao, if you harm my friend, I won’t help you cure your disease!" Luo Yang replied sternly.
"You dare threaten ?! Hehe, I want to eat you!" Lord Bao’s voice sharpened suddenly.
At this point, there was no need for Luo Yang to back down.
Otherwise, rescuing Zhu Zishan would be daunting.
After thinking for a while, Luo Yang believed Lord Bao was rely trying to scare him.
"Lord Bao, let’s be honest with each other. If you kill , no one else can cure your disease. If you kill , my friends will beco your enemies and will never let you off. You don’t need to threaten . I’m not scared of you!" Luo Yang said forcefully.
"No one has ever dared speak to like this! Such insolence!"
Before he finished speaking, Lord Bao’s hand suddenly transford into a sharp stick-like object, and quickly stabbed towards Luo Yang’s stomach.
This close, any ordinary practitioner would surely be injured.
However, Luo Yang practiced Shadow Boxing, his body automatically dodged without much thought.
The essence of Shadow Fist lies in passively acquiring defense capability.
The stronger the enemy’s attack, the stronger Luo Yang’s defense becos.
Once, Zhang Jing ntioned that there are ways to break Shadow Boxing, but how to break it was unknown to Luo Yang.
Seeing Luo Yang dodge a move, Lord Bao suddenly pounced from the bed, both hands transford into sharp blades and slashed at Luo Yang’s head.
Luo Yang dodged again and quickly said, "Lord Bao, if you kill , there will be no one to cure your sister’s disease!"
These words indeed had an effect.
Lord Bao froze for a mont, then retreated back onto the climbing vine-covered double bed, hiding behind the curtains with only her head showing.
"Hehe, keeping you here might still be useful! Hurry and cure my sister’s disease!" Lord Bao ordered.
Before Luo Yang could speak, Lord Bao had more to say.
"You haven’t cured my disease yet!"
"Lord Bao, to be honest, your and your sister’s diseases aren’t sothing that can be cured imdiately. I need to go back and research how to treat them properly."
The dical Chapter in Shennong Scripture doesn’t describe similar symptoms, and Luo Yang wondered if he could cure the strange diseases of the sisters.
Currently, he had to stall for ti and plan to rescue Zhu Zishan first.
"Hehe, then you stay here until you’ve cured our diseases!" Lord Bao demanded firmly.
Skull Fortress could not be unaware that Luo Yang and Zhu Zishan were looking for Blood Devil.
"Lord Bao, you’ve asked to cure your disease, so we are sowhat acquainted now, and I’ll be frank."
After pausing, he continued to speak.
"Currently, Eight Immortals Hall and the others are waiting for and Zhu Zishan to return. If we don’t go back, it will cause big trouble. My friends will be implicated. You let us go back, and I swear I’ll help cure your diseases."
"Hehe, why should I believe you?!"
Considering both parties as adversaries, it was indeed tricky.
Oaths and such are purely based on conscience.
Whether to believe or not depends on one’s magnanimity.
"Lord Bao, what would it take for you to believe ?" Luo Yang asked.
Solving this dilemma wasn’t easy.
After a long silence, Lord Bao unexpectedly started giggling again, indicating she had found a resolution.
"Co here! You are mine! Hehe!"
"Bao Bao, Lord Bao Bao, Bao Bao, don’t do, don’t, do, do, do..."
Luo Yang’s hand was held by Lord Bao’s vine-like hand, and he quickly begged for rcy.
If he were dragged onto the double bed, Luo Yang wouldn’t know what to do.
Facing such an intimidating forr beauty, Luo Yang truly had no interest.
"Hehe! No rush. If you agree to one condition, I’ll fulfill your request." Lord Bao’s voice was filled with cunning.
If it could rescue Zhu Zishan, Luo Yang would endure a bit of loss for the ti being.
Estimating that Lord Bao wanted Blood Devil, Luo Yang asked, "Let state first, if you want to kill soone, I won’t agree. Tell , what do you want to do?"
Lord Bao’s voice softened considerably, "I want to have a wedding with you, hehe. You are mine, hehe."
Marry?
Luo Yang shrank a circle in fright.
If people knew he married the Lord of Skull Fortress, who knows how many would want to kill him.
His mind went blank for two seconds before Luo Yang hurriedly said, "Lord Bao, don’t joke like that. You are of noble status, soone like , a re farr, wouldn’t be worthy. My family has been farrs for generations, farming, you wouldn’t be used to that."
Lord Bao grinned, revealing a set of black teeth, truly frightening.
"Hehe, I like honest people like you! You are mine! You can’t escape! Marry , and I’ll let your friend go."
Actually, Luo Yang felt there wasn’t much wrong with marrying Lord Bao; after all, he wouldn’t admit it afterward.
His biggest fear was marrying, followed by spending the bridal night imdiately with Lord Bao, experiencing the night in the bridal chamber, that would be too much to handle.
Although the primary purpose of coming here was to rescue Zhu Zishan, now it seed only by marrying the Lord of Skull Fortress could he achieve his goal.
If Lord Bao hadn’t changed her appearance, marrying her wouldn’t be a loss.
But now, with this appearance, Luo Yang really couldn’t accept it.
If friends and family knew he had such an unappealing wife, where would he put his face?
Face concerns aside.
Luo Yang’s greatest fear was having to share a bed with Lord Bao.
Imagine, if you had to sleep holding a beauty resembling a mummy every night, how would you feel?
Luo Yang felt it wouldn’t be a matter of having nightmares; he might be scared to death in one night.
Therefore, in any case, Luo Yang found it hard to agree to this wedding.
"Lord Bao, please listen. How about this, we don’t rush into marriage; you assess my character first, if it suits your fancy, then we... haha..."
As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
This basent was sowhat stuffy, but Luo Yang only felt like he was standing next to a furnace, his entire body was hot.
"You dislike ?!" Lord Bao asked coldly.
"Ha? No! No! Lord Bao, soone as noble as you, marrying you would be a fortune built over three lifetis." Luo Yang replied dishonestly.
It was the first ti he realized that sotis lying isn’t easy.
In the past, Luo Yang believed lying was rely a matter of opening one’s mouth, a business without capital.
At most, he thought it was just a waste of saliva.
But now realized that lying requires courage and strength.
"Good! Hehe! You are mine! Let’s get married now!" Lord Bao excitedly declared.
Married?
That’s it, that’s it!
I have to marry a monster...
Luo Yang was so anxious, like an ant on a hot pot, his mind raced for solutions, but none ca.
"Lord Bao, how about this, today’s date isn’t good. Let’s pick a good day and then hold a grand wedding, okay?" Luo Yang suggested.
"Do you want to embarrass in this form?!" Lord Bao angrily replied.
She still cares about face?
Luo Yang was puzzled and said, "Lord Bao, no need to invite many people, just those we know, that’s enough."
Glaring coldly at Luo Yang for a while, Lord Bao decisively said, "Hehe! You’re mine! I’ll give you two choices, marry , and your friend will be fine; don’t marry now, marry later, and your friend will die!"
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