Chapter 84: Conspiracy (IV)
He struggled to get up, but at this moment, the sound of breaking wind was heard, and his "Shenque Point" one inch below his navel felt numb, and he immediately felt sore and weak all over.
A woman's voice came over, saying, "Why are you so impatient? There will be a good show for you in a while. Sister loves you, and you will be able to enjoy all the joys of the world in a while, making you feel like you are in heaven and death, and taste the unspeakable ecstasy."
Hao Zhen happened to see something falling in front of him with his peripheral vision, and it was a fried melon seed that hit him.
The staircase of the embroidery building was on Hao Zhen's left hand side. Hao Zhen looked with the corner of his left eye and saw that it was the "female scorpion". However, the "female scorpion" had taken off the dark coarse linen clothes of the village girl when he met her on the road just now, and put on a simple and elegant dress like a white lotus. She looked spotless and holy like a fairy in the sky. She was a woman of extreme symbolism. From the outside, she looked elegant like a chrysanthemum. However, Hao Zhen knew that judging from her nickname "Female Scorpion", this woman's private life was extremely corrupt, with countless men under her skirt, and she was cruel and ruthless. He was now in the hands of such a woman, and he didn't know what terrible things would happen to him, not to mention that there was a gloomy and perverse Mingji Venerable and the "Grey Mouse" with a homosexual habit who had not yet appeared.
Just when he thought more and more that there was no hope of survival and hoped that this woman could give him a quick death, the woman sighed softly, grabbed a handful of fried melon seeds, leaned against the stair railing, opened her mouth slightly, and ate melon seeds like a leisurely young woman, passing this boring and maddening time.
Time passed bit by bit, and Hao Zhen felt unusually tortured. Just when he was about to speak, a slow "creaking" sound came from the bottom of the stairs, and it was obvious that someone was coming to the second floor. The man walked very slowly. The fear of the unknown seemed to have trampled on Hao Zhen's heart one by one. The strong sense of oppression made him breathless.
When the man walked seven or eight steps, a few people followed him noisily. The "female scorpion" was not as casual as before. She immediately stood respectfully on the stairs and made way, like a female leopard with claws retracted, ready to pounce and bite off the throat of her prey at any time.
It was the first time that Hao Zhen saw the momentum of the ancient masters, which was so chilling.