Seeing Luo Yang in such a sorry state, Shuii almost laughed.
This was because she knew that if Shuii heard her laugh, it would be no laughing matter; she would be skinned alive.
Luo Yang dared no longer talk recklessly with Shuii, and said, "Shuii darling, I’ll go see Sister Teng first, and then I’ll co back to chat with you."
Without waiting for Shuii’s response, Luo Yang quickly walked deeper into the basent.
Shuiyue followed behind him.
When she got closer, Luo Yang lightly twisted her round buttocks, as a small revenge.
Earlier, as an outsider watching, Shuiyue saw Luo Yang’s state most clearly.
The two couldn’t converse with words, so they had to exchange glances.
Walking in the basent, even though there were so many bonsai and lush greenery, Luo Yang still felt like he was walking into Hell.
Having already co, he had to muster up his courage and adapt as needed.
That bed of Lord Bao had an especially eerie feel; if you saw such a double bed covered with ivy in the outskirts at night, with sothing like a mummy sitting on it, it would scare people to death.
Even after eting Lord Bao twice, Luo Yang was still a little nervous.
It wasn’t that he was worried that Lord Bao would kill him.
Before getting the Blood Devil and before curing Lord Bao’s mysterious illness, Luo Yang’s life was relatively safe.
He was nervous because he worried that Lord Bao wanted to enjoy the bridal chamber bliss with him, which in Lord Bao’s eyes might truly be joy.
But from Luo Yang’s point of view, it wasn’t a matter of tastelessness but of whether it would scare him to death.
"Sister Teng’s wife."
As they neared that double bed, with the curtain drawn and the light not very bright, it was hard to see inside, so Luo Yang softly called out.
"Hehe, co over! You’re mine!"
The voice from inside the bed sounded like a terrifying voice echoing from Hell.
The curtain slowly lifted, and Lord Bao revealed a head.
Under the eerie light, looking at Lord Bao’s frightening head, Luo Yang felt goosebumps all over his body.
Luo Yang had no choice but to boldly walk up, completely open the curtain, sit on the edge of the bed, and pull Lord Bao into his arms.
"Sister Teng’s wife."
To accomplish great things, Luo Yang threw caution to the wind.
Having no other recourse, instead of being timid, it was better to be forthright.
With Lord Bao being an extrely sensitive person, she could easily sense others’ thoughts.
Coming here, Luo Yang had another special purpose, which was to find out the whereabouts of another Blood Devil.
If he entertained Lord Bao, she might divulge so information.
If Luo Yang wasn’t braver than the average youth, he would have really fainted.
"You’re mine! Hehe! I want the bridal chamber with you!" Lord Bao chuckled.
Hearing this, Luo Yang inwardly lanted.
If Lord Bao forced him to have a sexual relationship, Luo Yang thought it would be better to just die.
"Sister Teng’s wife, don’t rush. Didn’t you say you had sothing to discuss with ?" Luo Yang quickly changed the subject.
"The bridal chamber first, hehe!" Lord Bao’s hand wandered restlessly over Luo Yang’s body.
Luo Yang had seen what Lord Bao looked like before her transformation; she was indeed a beauty.
But that was past tense; now her appearance could scare to death any man who had seen her.
If Luo Yang knew the two Lord Bao sisters wanted to have sex, he never would have co.
"Sister Teng’s wife, listen to first."
As he spoke, he gently caressed her body.
It was much like touching a tree.
"No talking, no talking, the bridal chamber first! Hehe, I want the bridal chamber!" Lord Bao also acted coquettishly at tis.
But when she spoke in a sweet voice, she showed no seductive deanor, resembling more of a ghost’s affectation.
To be honest, Luo Yang was feeling a bit dizzy.
If he fainted, he’d probably lose his life.
At such monts, Luo Yang’s feelings for Lord Bao could truly be tested.
If Luo Yang refused Lord Bao’s request, his true feelings would be revealed.
The problem was that if he agreed to have sex with Lord Bao, Luo Yang truly couldn’t accept it.
Lord Bao used to be a beauty; whether she’s still female is hard to say.
Even if she wants the bridal chamber, it’s unclear if she’s still capable.
Besides, Lord Bao’s whole body was sowhat stiff, and though Luo Yang was a physical being, it wasn’t about lacking strength, but he might get hurt.
With thoughts racing, sweat poured from Luo Yang’s forehead.
At that mont, he had to pretend to be happy, his face smiling.
"Sister Teng’s wife, no rush. We have all the ti for the bridal chamber, tell what you wanted to discuss first?" Luo Yang gently pecked her forehead.
"You leave!" Lord Bao commanded Shuiyue.
Shuiyue stood not far from the bed, actually feeling quite awkward herself.
Listening to Lord Bao and Luo Yang’s intimate words, she couldn’t leave on her own accord.
As Shuiyue was about to leave, Luo Yang hurriedly called her back: "Shuiyue, don’t go yet."
Explaining to Lord Bao, he said, "Let her listen, it would help her assist in my actions."
Lord Bao didn’t object, so Shuiyue had to stay put.
"I heard you entered the altar, what happened?" Lord Bao asked.
"It wasn’t very smooth."
Then Luo Yang briefly recounted what happened inside, omitting so details, like the three Gu sisters wanting to kill Hua XiYi.
At the ti, Shuiyue and Jinghua weren’t too sure what the three Gu sisters were up to, and probably, neither did Lord Bao.
"So you still can’t get the Blood Devil?" Lord Bao was slightly disappointed.
"More difficult than expected, but not unattainable," Luo Yang reaffird.
If he also said, "perhaps it’s unattainable," his utility in Lord Bao’s eyes would decrease significantly.
For Lord Bao, Luo Yang was quite useful.
In terms of emotion, they had just t not long ago, so there couldn’t be deep feelings.
There was more mutual exploitation between them.
No doubt about it.
The common trait among n is the love for beautiful won.
The sa went for Luo Yang; he didn’t look down on unattractive girls, but to say he would fall in love at first sight with one is difficult.
Perhaps so guys might overlook appearance when eting wealthy won to avoid years of struggle.
Whether Lord Bao could return to her original appearance is unknown.
In the dical Chapter of the Shennong Scripture, there is no such dical skill.
Critically, Luo Yang didn’t know the cause of Lord Bao’s dreadful transformation.
It wasn’t the ti to ask Lord Bao, as it would stir up her painful mories.
Randomly bringing up scars could easily bring fatal disaster.
Not having to treat Lord Bao at the mont, these things could be set aside.
If Lord Bao pressed in the future, Luo Yang could then find a way to uncover the truth.
Only by understanding the process could he possibly find a cure.
Helping Lord Bao return to her original form would indeed be a noble deed.
It wouldn’t be easy, and at present, Luo Yang had to focus his energy on competing for the Blood Devil, leaving no room to think of other things.
While contemplating, he heard Lord Bao say, "I’ll assign another person to your side to help you."
Having just settled two informants, if another were inserted, Luo Yang’s actions could hardly escape Lord Bao’s oversight.
"Sister Teng’s wife, that’s not good." Luo Yang refused.
Seeing Lord Bao’s eyes suddenly turn cold, Luo Yang had to explain.
"Sister Teng’s wife, with Shuiyue and Jinghua by my side, those people already suspect. If I take another person, once a flaw is seen, if I die, no one will help you restore to your beautiful self."
This statent emphasized beauty.
Upon hearing this, Lord Bao hesitated.
She truly wished to return to her original form, and only Luo Yang might make her dream co true.
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