However, although there are no spider-man monsters with four hands and four feet in this white jade corridor.

But there were other guards with sharp blades.

These guards were stunned on both sides of the corridor, and judging by their appearance, they were probably relatives of the frozen corpse man who led the way for me.

The guards looked as if they had just been moved out of the freezer in the hospital morgue.

The guard's pestle remained motionless in place, making it look like a sculpture.

I had no interest in the frozen guards at all, and looked sideways at the large patches of snow white on the breasts of the beautiful girls who were hunched over.

I never thought that at this moment, the frozen corpse man who was walking in front of me and leading the way suddenly stopped.

Fortunately, I reacted in time, otherwise, I would have crashed straight behind the frozen corpse man this time.

Just now I looked at the snow white on the chests of those girls, and I reacted more or less.

If you don't brake and crash into it, I'm really afraid that this chrysanthemum won't be guaranteed.

At this point, the frozen corpse man stopped, and I thought I should have arrived at my destination.

However, this guy was quite tall and stood very close to me, so his body happened to obscure my vision from looking ahead.

When I stopped, I couldn't see anything ahead at all.

Just when I secretly scolded this frozen corpse man for not having the strength to see and didn't understand how to stand aside.

Suddenly, I heard the frozen corpse man speak.

It's just that the voice that comes out of his mouth is so monotonous that I can't understand a word.

However, as the frozen corpse man spoke, his body began to bow forward, as if he was bowing to someone.

He bowed and saluted, but gave me an opportunity to take advantage of it, and I quickly raised my eyes to look in front of him.

After I looked over the frozen corpse, I realized that a few meters in front of the frozen corpse man, there was a row of unrecognizable women.

The reason why these women are said to be unrecognizable is because these women are exposed on the skin on the outside.

The tattoos were tattooed with large patches of strange patterns, and the tattoos completely obscured the true face of these women.

Therefore, I can't see what these women look like, let alone beauty and ugliness.

However, judging from the delicate figures of this row of women, the original appearance of these women will definitely not be much worse.

It's just that this good beauty is a blank, and the tattoos on her face are even worse.

Could it be that these women are also non-mainstream post-90s?

I was wondering when I heard a cold voice coming from behind the row of tattooed women.

The voice was also made by a woman, and it sounded not only cold, but also irresistible majesty.

After hearing it, people involuntarily had the idea of surrendering to her.

As the woman's voice came out, the row of tattooed women parted and bowed to the sides.

After all the tattooed women stepped back, the woman who had just made a cold voice was revealed.

I was staring again, and I saw a woman wearing a golden crown and dressed in a fine dress sitting upright facing me.

The woman was dressed in a magnificent garment, sewn with gold and silver thread, and inlaid with countless pearls and gems of various colors of equal size.

Just from this dress, you can see that this woman is by no means an idle person.

To say, such luxurious clothes must be worn by a peerless beauty to match.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that I couldn't know if this woman was a peerless beauty at all.

This is not to say that this woman also has tattoos on her face, but that this woman is also wearing a white jade and gold mask on her face.

This gold-inlaid jade mask is quite exquisitely crafted and meticulously carved, and you don't need to look much to know that Lu Dao is also a priceless treasure.

At this moment, though, I have no interest in the priceless mask.

People are like this, the more you can't get it, the more you want it most, and the more you can't see the true face of this woman, the more itchy I feel.

I really can't wait to go up and take off the mask myself.

It's just that I know very well in my heart that if I really do this, it will definitely end up with no place to die.

For a while, I didn't dare to act rashly, but I just looked at this woman in gorgeous clothes and wearing a gold and jade mask on her face.

To be honest, I could clearly feel the domineering aura emanating from this woman.

It is this kind of domineering that is invisibly exuded that makes everyone around her bow down to her, including the frozen corpse man who brought me here.

At this time, in this white jade corridor, the only person standing upright was only me.

Moreover, I was still staring at the woman rather rudely.

If this woman is really a hot-tempered person, she has a reason to have me torn to pieces just by the rudeness of staring at her now.

However, the woman didn't seem to care.

Instead, after a moment of eye contact with me, she stood up and walked slowly towards me.

After the woman stood up, the "stool" that had been sitting under her suddenly moved.

I was stunned for a moment, but then I understood.

It turned out that the woman was sitting under the stool made of four young women.

After the woman got up, several women who had put together the human stool also got up and stepped aside.

I have only seen this "human stool" recorded in the literature and history books, where have I seen this real existence.

Therefore, the scene of the woman getting up and retreating from the stool just now made me stunned.

At this moment, the woman with the golden jade mask had already walked in front of me.

Although it was close, I still couldn't see the woman's true face clearly because of the mask.

I could only see from the empty space left on the mask that this woman had very bright and beautiful eyes.

It's just that in those seemingly beautiful eyes, there is still a burst of coldness.

It's just that I don't know if it's my delusion, but when the woman approached and looked at me, I saw that the coldness in her eyes was gradually fading.

The woman stared at me with a bold look, not afraid to be seen by the people around her.

In fact, the people around are all in a posture of bowing their heads, where dare anyone look up.

My curiosity about the woman's identity, especially her hidden appearance under the mask, tickled my heart even more.

The thought of reaching out and taking off his mask came to me again