Through the Book, I Became the Matchmaker for the Male Match

Chapter 148 Wolf and Blood (43)

Because there was no attendant to drive, Wuming hugged Miaomiao directly, walked through the endless dry forest, and came to the more remote back mountain area.

Compared with the dead forest, the environment in the back mountain area is even worse, and the atmosphere is more deadly. Even the air seems to be filled with a faint rotten smell.

If the withered woods surrounding the castle still have sunlight shining in during the daytime, revealing a trace of warmth, then the back mountain area is simply like the underworld, the surrounding area is gray, surrounded by gray mist, A huge hood was formed, blocking all the light from the outside.

"Wu Ming, where is this?" Miaomiao asked rustlingly, rubbing her goosebump-covered arms.

Hearing her teeth chattering, Wuming asked, "Afraid?"

Miaomiao shook her head, "It's not that I'm afraid. It's because I feel that there is always a dark wind here, and it's so cold."

Hearing this, Wuming was about to take off the clothes on his body, but he couldn't help but think of Leonard's words in his mind, he paused his hands, and put them down.

He took Miaomiao's hand, "It's foggy here, follow me so you don't get separated."

Miaomiao was about to break free from Wuming's hand, but when she heard his words, she gave up struggling and let him lead her away.

No matter where she went, Miaomiao could only hear shrill cries, crazy howls, and intermittent scalp-numbing sucking sounds all around her.

Miaomiao was extremely nervous because she didn't know where she was going.Especially those voices that made people tremble with fear after hearing them, which made her heart jump into her throat in fright.

Miaomiao felt that after this encounter, she might not even be interested in the haunted house on Mount Fuji.

"arrive."

Finally arrived at the destination, Wuming stopped and said to Miaomiao.

Miaomiao looked around, there was no fog here, it was obviously the middle of the back mountain area.But seeing the scene in front of her, Miaomiao felt that she would rather be in the fog.

"Wuming, where is... where?"

Miaomiao was so surprised by the sight that she couldn't speak, she could only point to those living creatures to express her doubts.

In front of him, there are a bunch of creatures that are not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts.

Most of them are disheveled, skinny, pale, walking even more shaky, staggering, without a little energy.

And a small number of people's bodies are a bit fleshy, but their eyes seem to have hyperthyroidism, the eye sockets are covered with red blood, and the eyeballs seem to be falling out abruptly.

But what scares Miaomiao the most is those people's nails.Those creatures' nails grew so deformed they could mop the floor.The nails were covered with a bright red unidentified liquid.Some have dried out, and some are still dripping down the nails to the ground.

Obviously, this bright red unknown liquid is blood.And the blood was obviously from their own kind.

"This is also my territory." Wuming waited for Miaomiao to adjust her mood and said.

"This is also your territory? So these are all blood races?" Miaomiao asked.

Nameless nodded, "You can say that."

"So there are subjects in your territory! I thought you were the only one guarding this lonely mountain and old forest!" Miaomiao smiled, and then asked, "But why are your subjects different from the blood race in the Ninth District?"

"Well, it's really different."

"That's right. They look more like mindless beasts, all hungry to kill each other." Miaomiao looked around carefully again, and said, "And why do you have a decent street here, a decent street?" There are no houses? Isn’t it too desolate?”

"It's much better than before. Now they can at least live in caves. Before, they all slept on rocks." Wuming's voice was faint, without a trace of emotion.

(End of this chapter)