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Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth IX white woman

Li Luo didn't care to take a breath, and took three steps back. The Minghong Sword had already fallen into the palm of his right hand, with a looming red glow, ready for action.

Before coming here, Li Luo had guessed what he might see inside. The murals and books were all within Li Luo's expectation, but what he saw in front of him was definitely beyond Li Luo's expectation.

Li Luo felt numbness on his scalp and bitterness in his mouth. The Mu Kuo Underground Palace and the Immortal Peak Ancient Tomb were far superior to this ghost ship in terms of scale, but the shock to Li Luo in this ghost ship was a hundred times greater than the other two.

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On the ground at the other end of the compartment, on a futon, a man in white sat cross-legged quietly, making no sound or movement, like a statue, integrated with the ghost ship. But Li Luo knew that this was definitely not a statue, this was

She is a person, and she is a woman.

No one can carve a statue that is exactly like a real person. The eyelashes on the eyelids, the traces on the lips, and the threads are all real. Even a living dead should not be so lifelike.

If this statue suddenly came to life, although Li Luo would be surprised, he would never be in such a state of shock and emotion.

Li Luo is still somewhat confident in his auditory martial arts. Even if he is not one of the top martial arts masters today, at least he is not much weaker than others.

After entering the cabin, there was no other sound here except Li Luo. If it was a human, it was probably just a corpse, but how could a corpse maintain its original appearance for such a long time, to the point where it looked fake and real.

Li Luo tightened his grip on Ming Hong Dao's right hand, took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice: "Are you human?"

After asking, Li Luo couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that he would ask such a stupid question.

Naturally, the man in white did not respond, and the cabin was so quiet that no strange noise could be heard.

Li Luo was speechless. Could it be because he has been burdened with too many things over the years? As Rangsi Hanshan said, he is now hesitant and hesitant in his actions and has lost the vigor of the past.

Li Luo laughed at himself, calmed down, raised the fire stick, and walked slowly towards the man in white.

When he got close, Li Luo lowered his eyes slightly and secretly let out a sigh of offense.

The woman on the futon is dressed in white and has bare feet. Her feet are small and delicate, and are round and round.

The white dress is very thin, and I don't know what kind of silk it is made of. It looks extremely smooth, but it is a little thin and can't cover up the woman's exquisite body. From the outside, the body is almost unobstructed.

What embarrassed Li Luo was that the woman was not wearing any obscene clothes, and seemed to be covering her body with a gauze helplessly.

I don't know how long the woman in white has been in the cabin. Even though the ground is covered with dust, the woman's body is spotless, which is indeed strange.

The presence or absence of this layer of white clothes adds a bit of charm and temptation, which makes people unable to bear to look directly, but they can't help but want to take a few more glances.

It was not that Li Luo had never seen such beautiful scenes, Zhang Zeliu liked them very much, and often took Li Luo to have fun with them.

However, Li Luo was not very interested in these activities in the wine pool and the meat forest. He regarded them as dispensable and usually regarded them with a normal mind.

When Li Luo meets a coquettish and slutty woman, he usually stays away from them and does not think they are evil. After all, they are just for survival.

I don't feel happy about it either, so naturally I won't flirt with these women or do anything casual.

Li Luo had seen naked women, quite often. In Li Luo's eyes, they were just pieces of white flesh that might have some bitterness. Li Luo never looked down upon her, but he didn't value her either, that's all.

But at this moment, the body in the cabin made Li Luo feel a little hot and heart-beating. Even the Bingxin Jue could not suppress this evil spirit. It seemed that this body could stir up the most ancient animal nature deep in the human heart.

Li Luo bit his lip lightly, using the pain to wake up from this heart-wrenching addiction, and cast his gaze on the woman's face.

When he first saw the woman's face, Li Luo's feeling was difficult to describe in words.

This face is extremely crystal clear, as if you can see the white bones under the jade face. It is so strange that it is difficult to connect this face with a flesh and blood body. It seems to be the aura of water droplets, or the condensation of the demonic aura of flowers.

, anyway, it’s not like it can exist in the human world.

The beautiful eyebrows, beautiful nose, lips, ears, and silk all reveal the charm of water, like a drop of water or a sea, with the casualness of dew, the gentleness and beauty of a stream, and the gentleness and charm of Jinghu Lake.

There is the sharp arrogance of the river, and the depth and calmness of the sea.

There is movement in the silence. Under this seemingly quiet face, there seems to be an unexplainable undercurrent that can accommodate all kinds of changes. Once exposed, it will be a raging sea wave that can destroy everything.

These complex contradictions appear on a person's face to look particularly strange, and the woman in white is already very strange, and now when combined with her face, it is even more shocking.

I don't know what kind of experience can create such a combination of movement and stillness, speed, gentleness and sobriety, etc., but it can be surprisingly integrated, just like this woman and the boundless sea under the boat, which can accommodate all rivers.

There are few women who can make Li Luo so obsessed with speculation, let alone a figure whose life and death are difficult to distinguish.

The woman in white is full of mystery and monster, and even more so, she appears on this weird ghost ship. The ghost ship that was originally hidden in the clouds and mountains and fog now has a strange color added to it.

Li Luo saw many stunning women. The woman in front of him was so stunning that Li Luo couldn't bear to look away. Perhaps only Gu Lianglei voluntarily removed the poison of Jieyou Water to compare with her.

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The woman in white closed her eyes tightly, as if she was sitting in meditation. Li Luo warned secretly, put away his unnecessary thoughts, and reached out to touch the woman's cheek gently. Li Luo's face felt hot. Fortunately, there was no one else here. If he let

When others saw this, they thought Li Luo had some dirty thoughts.

The touch returned from the fingers is a little soft and cottony, like human skin, but the bones and flesh under the skin are more like water, very smooth.

Li Luo frowned slightly. Could it be that a secret technique for handling corpses left over from the previous dynasty could make a person look like this?

Li Luo pressed his hand to the woman's neck again. There was no sign of pulse or blood flow. The skin was touching. The woman's body was not cold, but there was still a hint of warmth, which was not much different from the temperature at sea.

Li Luo sighed leisurely. Although this woman in white had no breath, Li Luo was certain that she must have been a living person during her lifetime. It was a bit sad to have such an ending at such a young age.

After Li Luo calmed down and realized that the woman was not breathing, a moment had passed. Li Luo raised the fire folder and looked at the side wall of the compartment, and then sighed secretly. With this delay, the mural on the wall had disappeared without a trace.

, the walls on both sides were empty, and the four paintings Li Luo had seen were gone, leaving only the dim hull.

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