The main hall is as wide as the sky.

Blood stained bronze pillar.

Chains with barbs.

Naked woman.

Song He was just a fisherman, and he never thought he had anything to do with these things.

But the reality is so absurd.

These things appeared in front of him at the same time, and Song He suddenly felt that his brain was not full.

Of course, he is not Wang Jin.

Song He only needed to listen to the call coming from his ears and paddle quickly with his hands and feet.

It's always right to move forward.

Wang Jin also said the same.

That woman had helped a lot along the way, so there was no way she could harm herself at this time.

As long as she is rescued, Wang Jin's last wish will be fulfilled.

Thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Song He was getting closer and closer to the figure.

The smile on the woman's face became brighter and brighter, and her golden eyes gradually lit up.

When the two sides were less than five meters away, she spoke leisurely.

"The distance is finally enough."

The golden eyes blinked.

Song He's movements became weird, as if his limbs were tied to wooden sticks, and his every move was extremely stiff.

If you look closely, you can see fine scales emerging from under his skin.

"You look a lot like him, especially the eyes."

Chang Tianliu spoke again.

The voice was lazy and hoarse, yet inexplicably attractive.

"But you are younger...his son?"

As the woman spoke, she moved her body and threw aside the broken chain.

Wei Shanhe untied her before leaving.

The way he looked just now was just attracting Song He to get closer.

Wow——

The chain hit the pillar, making a dull crashing sound.

The woman raised her legs to step forward.

But she seemed to have forgotten how to walk, and could only slowly fall to the ground.

Despite this, Song He still did not take the opportunity to leave.

Jet black scales emerged from the body, locking the joints and sealing the jaw firmly.

He can't even move a finger now, let alone call for help.

The only thing he could do was to open his eyes wide and stare at the woman in front of him.

Song He knew that he was being plotted.

But he didn't know why.

He clearly responded to the call for help and was ready to lend a helping hand.

The situation did not develop as expected.

"Your father is very powerful."

The woman sighed.

"After all these years, he is the only one who has figured out the nature of the Mud Dragon King."

The long hair is scattered like a waterfall, firmly covering the woman's figure.

She raised her head and looked at Song He with her only remaining eye.

"That's my fairy bone that was dug up by the villagers."

"It selects a disciple every year."

"What you call a haunted dragon is actually your body adapting to changes in advance."

"After crossing the Dragon Gate, humans will initially merge with the immortal bones."

"You could interpret it as a cry for help."

"It's just that the leaders are too stupid, and they didn't understand what I meant until they died."

Scales grow like crazy.

That can no longer be called scales.

They are more like pitch black crystals, spreading rapidly from the trunk to the limbs, and finally covering the entire face.

Like some unknown torture device.

The woman tried several times but failed to stand up.

She simply crawled forward step by step.

Beautiful face, snow-white body, weird but alluring movements.

It forms a very impactful picture.

It's a pity that Song He can't see it.

His eyes were covered with scales, making it difficult to breathe.

But he could still hear the woman's voice.

"There are only two consequences for those who are entangled by the Mud Dragon King."

"Either die in the village or come to me."

"Perhaps your father knows that his body cannot withstand the dragon."

"So he found the Mud Dragon King in advance and even tried fusion."

"To be able to bypass the Weishan River silently, your father is very powerful."

"But his steps were wrong, and the result of the fusion... you should have seen it."

The woman sighed, looking regretful.

"He could almost become your substitute and allow you to live."

"What a shame."

Snap, snap.

The woman's crawling speed was not very fast, and she even swayed a bit.

The white body rubbed against the rough metal, gradually turning red and bleeding.

And healed quickly.

"You guys did a great job, and Wang Jin is also very smart."

"But he can't be Wei Shanhe's opponent."

The woman came to Song He and put her hands on him.

"Think about it carefully...how could I give immortal bones to humans? They are not kind to me."

The woman murmured to herself.

"Eat you."

The golden vertical pupils lit up ferociously, and the woman's figure slowly changed.

From the original beauty to another form of beauty.

Song He stood there, trembling all over.

Not because of fear.

It's because of unprecedented anger and sadness.

The rapidly declining Huajiang Village, the tragic death of countless families, the lives of more than a dozen people in the queue, and the death of a good Samaritan, Wang Jin.

All this happened because Chang Tianliu asked for help.

And her purpose in asking for help was just to get the rescuer to come to her and swallow it in one gulp.
To be continued...