The Painted Skin Demon scrutinized Lin Yuan and Wen Yingying with a chilling gaze, immediately sending a frosty sensation through them as if plunged into an ice cellar.
As this cold feeling swept over, the Ox Head and Horse Face Tattoo on Lin Yuan's body slightly warmed up, instantly dispelling the cold.
At the same time, the tattoo on Wen Yingying's body did the same, helping her eliminate the icy aura.
The only one shivering was Geng Youcai.
His strength was the weakest, and the Lu Ban Tattoo hadn't fully awakened, compounded by the fact that it wasn't a combat-type tattoo.
Therefore, it wasn't enough to help him ward off the cold.
"Alright!"
"Alright! Nearly perfect human skins!" The Painted Skin Demon's sinister voice rang out, sending shivers down one's spine.
Undoubtedly, the nearly perfect human skins she spoke of were Lin Yuan and Wen Yingying's.
"You let go of so many of my human skins!"
