Chapter 407: Painted Skin
The corpse in the coffin, not an inch, but the naked body was covered with scales the size of a fingernail.
This is completely different from the previous corpse, the previous corpse, only a small part of the surface of the body has grown scales, but this corpse, under visual inspection, has completely transformed, and there is no trace of a person on the body.
I noticed that even though there were no traces on his body, the scales on his body, due to the color of the color, still formed a pattern.
This pattern is almost exactly the same as the one on the coffin lid.
From the face, to the body, to the legs, I noticed that the corpse was covered with talisman-like patterns.
I don't know what the purpose of these talismans is, but I can guess that most of them are used to control this corpse.
"Big boss, you look at the dragon corpse, I'll deal with that painted skin!"
Seeing that the human skin behind him already had the appearance of a human being, and the corpse in the coffin still needed a little time to transform, Mr. Mover took the initiative to speak.
"Hmm!"
The King of Tongxian Monument snorted and agreed.
This sentence is equivalent to showing the relationship between the two.
Before this, although I had speculated about the relationship between the two, the king of Tongxian Tablet also said that it was Mr. Mover who pit their cottage.
But Mr. Mover has never admitted it, but this time, a big master, can be regarded as admitting what he did before.
The cultivation of the Tongxian Tablet King has been able to reach the point it is because of an obsession with revenge, and I can't forget the corpse that was stitched up in the basement of the Tongxian Hotel.
You must know that the body of this stele king was cut into several pieces, and it was the rudder mover who did all this.
It stands to reason that these two are undying enemies and should fight together when they meet, but the truth is that these two are now united.
If you want to talk about reconciliation, I don't believe it, how can it be so easy to reconcile with the great enmity of life and death?
Besides, it can also be seen from the cold attitude of this stele king towards Mr. Mover that they were quite bitter before, and they couldn't fully trust each other.
This shows that there is no security and reconciliation between the two people, or in other words, these two people are temporarily united because of interests.
What kind of interests can make people let go of the enmity between life and death?
I looked at the body inside the coffin, could it be this corpse?
Until now, I don't see what the value of this corpse is!
"There are a lot of tricks, take the skin as a person, I want to see how many hole cards you have!"
On the other side, Mr. Mover walked easily to the human skin on the edge of the stone platform.
After such a while, that human skin is no different from ordinary people.
When I saw the face of the human skin, I lost my mind for a moment, and that face was very beautiful.
Glamorous but not charming, vulgar and elegant, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and arms held on a snow-white chest, this half-leaking temptation, even if you know that this is just a painted skin, it also makes people's blood gush.
"Where do the slaves have hole cards?"
Facing the Mr. Mover who came over, this painting skin twisted Yu's waist and replied softly.
"Didn't you?"
Mr. Mover laughed cheaply, with a look of lust and soul, and reached out to touch the skin of the painting.
"Not really!"
The painting skin was still twisting his waist, and the arm covering his chest moved a gap, as if to meet the outstretched hand of Mr. Mover.
"I don't believe it!"
Mr. Mover chuckled again, and his hand stretched faster.
"Hey!"
In the laughter, the hand touched the chest, and the moment it was touched, although the smile on Mr. Mover's face did not change, but the five fingers were together, and the touch turned into a poke.
With a poke, the painted skin's body flew backwards, leaving a string of laughter in the air: "I knew you were a conscienceless person!" ”
"Yin Demon Protector!"
Standing on the edge of the stone platform, Mr. Mover looked coldly at the painting skin falling on the surface of the river, and coldly spit out four words.