an in the wheelchair must be the kind of person who would smile brightly at you one moment and stab you in the back the next.But she'd rather be deceived. What could he sayAn Xuetang moved quickly, an...The room was a bit chilly, and An Xuetang's arm immediately prickled with goosebumps.

I have a feeling there's something more to this escape room than just the portraits.

As expected, once the oil lamp lit by the monk illuminated the secret chamber, An Xue Tang almost screamed in terror at the sight before her.

Mo Yunjing also pursed his lips, hands clenched slightly, his eyes holding a complex emotion.

Huayuan seemed very calm about it, perhaps because he was used to such scenes, so he didn't feel anything.

An Xuetang looked helplessly at Huayuan, “Master, so you have a hobby of collecting human skeletons.”

Yes, there was a human skeleton lying in the room. According to the shape of this white bone, An Xue Tang thought it should be the skeleton of an infant.

An Xuetang was taken aback by the skeleton at first, but after a moment she calmed down and wasn't so scared anymore. After all, she was a killer too, not someone who would be terrified to death by seeing a skeleton.

Now she not only wasn't afraid, but was even curiously walking forward, right up to the skeleton and looking at it closely.

Mo Yunjing clenched his fists slightly when he saw the infant skeleton, his dark and deep eyes staring intently at it.

Hua Yuan remained silent throughout the entire exchange. He simply stared thoughtfully at Mo Yun Jing, knowing that with Mo Yun Jing's intelligence, he must have guessed the origin of this skeleton.

Mò Yún Jǐng felt the weight of a thousand pounds on his feet as he approached. With every step closer to the skeleton, his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

The other side

After shaking off Eleven, the two men in black clothes entered a courtyard deep within the mountains through a secret passage.

As soon as they walked in, the man who had been splashed with sulfuric acid by An Xuetang finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out in pain.

He winced, his brow furrowed in pain. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Father, I'm afraid my hand is ruined."

Jia Dong's face was gloomy. He walked up to Jia Fangzhi and raised his arm, carefully examining the injury.

Seeing this rotten flesh, Jia Dong's eyes darkened, "This poison is truly ruthless. However, the fact that your arm can still move means it hasn't damaged your bones, so it's not completely crippled."

He then went to rummage through some medicine bottles and found one containing a green powder.

Jia Dong carefully snipped off Jia Fangzhi's sleeve and gently tore the clothes stuck to his wound.

Jia Fang knew his body trembled, feeling like it was being torn apart. He gritted his teeth and hummed in response.

After tearing all the clothes apart, Jia Dong gave Jia Fangzhi a meaningful look and without saying a word, directly poured the green powder onto Jia Fangzhi's wound.

"Ah!!"

Jia Fang knew that from childhood to adulthood, he had suffered countless injuries while practicing martial arts, but he had never felt this kind of pain before that made him scream.

He had been in pain just moments before, but he could bear it. However, when his father sprinkled the hemostatic powder on the wound in his arm, he couldn't help but cry out in agony.

Ji Dong was startled, his brow furrowed. "Does it hurt that much Really that bad"

Jia Fang, dripping with sweat, shook his head and spoke with difficulty, "Father, father, I can't take it anymore. Just give me a swift death. Please, the pain is unbearable!"

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Jia Dong stopped what he was doing, fell silent for a moment, and saw that Jia Fangzhi's arm wound had stopped bleeding. He thought for a while, took advantage of his inattention, and continued to sprinkle hemostatic powder on his wound.

Jia Fang cried out again, "Father!!"

Jia Dong raised an eyebrow and patted his head irritably, "That's enough. The bleeding has stopped. It should just hurt for a while and heal up. But there will probably be a scar on your arm."

..."...

Jia Fang was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. However, he also felt a change. His wound had been burning constantly, but after the medicine powder was applied, it brought a sensation of coolness.

He struggled to open his eyes and looked at the wound. Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, he let out a sigh of relief, "Father, is my hand saved"

Jia Dong narrowed his eyes, "Look at you, so pathetic. A mere woman could defeat you like this."

"!"

"Father, you don't even think that woman is an ordinary woman, do you Any woman favored by Mo Yun Jing must be like him—a deviant! The couple are just a pair of deviants."

Jia Dong heard him describe Mo Yun Jing and An Xue Tang this way, his face darkened, "Fang Zhi, don't speak disrespectfully!"

Jia Fang knew he was being a pain, “Fine fine, I get it, I’ll stop talking.”

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to look at his pathetically injured arm. "Those two beat me up like this and won't even let me complain Aren't they human"

Jia Dong listened to all his mumbles, he shook his head helplessly, "It wasn't a wasted trip tonight, at least letting my father know that the woman he chose himself is not just for show, she's capable."

"Oh, yeah, she's tough. Otherwise, how would she have hurt me like this"

"Jia Dong merely glanced at Jia Fangzhi's arm, a hint of disdain in his eyes. 'Each other. The Northern Frontier King is returning to the capital, and your father still wanted you to get closer to him, but with this hand... if that woman found out about this injury, she would surely recognize it.'"

Jia Fang knew and pursed his lips, "My child isn't showing his arm, I don't believe she'd take the initiative to pull up my sleeve."

Jia Dong pursed his lips, "That's true. You should focus on recovering first. We can figure out how to get close to them in a few days."

"Father, should we give up on the portrait What about the body... We've been searching for so many years, and we finally found Master Huaiyuan. Shouldn't we keep looking for him"

"No one knows that old man better than his father. Whatever the old man doesn't want to reveal, whatever he wants to keep hidden, we can never find it no matter how hard we try."

"But Father...didn't we need that portrait very much"

Jia Dong narrowed his eyes, "The portrait is now in the hands of that woman."

"Princess of the Northern Border"

Jia Fang sensed the depth in his gaze, "Master, why would you entrust the portrait to her"

Jia Dong shook his head slightly, "We'll know later. By the way, my father heard that the girl's father is also an official. You keep an eye on them, and make sure neither she nor her so-called official father become a stumbling block for the Northern Border King."

Jia Fang nodded slightly, "Understood, Father."

At this time, An Xuetang in the locked room frowned. She leaned closer to the baby skeleton and saw dark spots on the bones. An Xuetang shook her head and sighed, "It's too pitiful. This child was actually suffocated to death alive."

"!"

Hearing An Xue Tang say this, Mo Yun Jing was shocked and clenched his fists, “What does Tangtang mean by this”

An Xue Tang didn't hear the coldness in Mo Yun Jing's tone. She sighed and said:

"The infant's nasal bones are deformed, with clear marks of someone pinching her nostrils. And those black spots on her skeleton... it looks like she was poisoned in the womb."

At this, Mo Yunjing always couldn't help himself and suddenly punched the wall.e Tang up and get her a coat.When the two were leaving, Shou'er also rushed back from Fu'er's courtyard. Someone had come over to say that Fu'er was about to give birth, so she dashed over to inquire...