This Wang Zeyuan is already over a hundred years old, while Long Caiyun is only over fifty years old, which is quite a bit older.
When Long Caiyun was twenty years old, he was already seventy years old.
Could it be that an old man like him would covet a young woman like this?
Is that why this kind of perverted imprisonment happened?
Just thinking about it makes me feel a sudden chill.
Yang Zimei tried to see Wang Zeyuan with his heavenly eyes.
However, there was an aura surrounding him that was like a shield.
This breath is exactly the intertwined black and white breath seen on Lotus Lake.
It was the aura of millions of souls emanating from that incense burner-like object.
Unexpectedly, this aura actually merged with Wang Zeyuan's body.
It seems that everything in Lotus Lake is really where his evil lies.
The old villagers dragged Jiang Guangzheng away who had passed out.
Yang Zimei was worried that he would cause harm to Jiang Guangzheng, and was about to follow him when he saw a sudden change in Wang Zeyuan's face.
His old face, as wrinkled as crane skin, suddenly fell off.
He reached out and touched it, and whispered in surprise, "Okay, finally it's time to shed its skin."
molt?
Yang Zimei turned to look at the snow lake aside in confusion.
Xue Hu nodded and signaled her to wait.
Yang Zimei just watched.
I saw Wang Zeyuan reaching out and tearing at the skin on his face. Soon, another piece of old skin was pulled off by him, just like a dragon chasing the moon unmasking himself.
After removing the old skin, new pink skin appeared on my face.
Yang Zimei was horrified.
Could this man actually shed his skin like a snake?
What kind of evil magic is this?
Wang Zeyuan's hand touched the place where the new skin was exposed, and his eyes were full of joy. His fingers kept reaching out to pull the other old skin, and pulled it off piece by piece.
The skin under the clothes was pulled down, so he unbuttoned the clothes and took off the Tang Yi.
Seeing his naked body, which was as skinny as a stick and covered with old spots, Yang Zimei was so disgusted that he didn't even want to look at it. However, he couldn't bear to watch a person shed his skin like a snake, so he continued to watch.
She discovered that Xue Hu, who had always been calm, actually had a surprised look on his face.
Wang Zeyuan tore off the skin on his body piece by piece. In the end, his whole body became red and pink, just like a newborn baby.
"Haha, I succeeded, Lao Meng, I succeeded!"
Wang Zeyuan touched the smooth skin on his body and laughed happily.
At this time, the old villager who dragged Jiang Guangzheng to the cellar came back and was stunned when he saw the pink Wang Zeyuan in front of him and the old skin on the ground. "Master, have you really shed your skin successfully?"
"Yes, haha, I really succeeded. I have become an immortal myth. From now on, the world of China is mine again. Jiang Guangzheng, you can go and die."
Wang Zeyuan jumped down from his chair and shouted.
"Master, I also want to learn the art of shedding, please teach me."
The old villager looked at Wang Zeyuan with great envy, then knelt down in front of him with a pop.
"Teach you? Haha, that's impossible. You can't learn it. Do you know how many people's souls I have sucked in order to achieve this?"
Wang Zeyuan smiled and said, "Even Lao Meng can't do this, let alone you."
"Master, I don't ask for the magic of shedding my skin, but I ask you to extend my life to a hundred years."
The old villager changed his request.
"For a person like you who has no ambitions, even if you live for ten thousand years, what's the point? Only people like me can live a wonderful day for one more day."
Wang Zeyuan looked proud, "God will let me be wonderful for another hundred years, haha."
