บท 1253: Choosing the wrong target to scheme on

After realizing that he was tied up, Tang Zhen ignored the middle-aged man. Instead, he sized up the strange thing called nightmare skin with interest.

Speaking of which, this nightmare skin was quite magical. Although it looked like an inanimate object, when one touched it with their hands, they could feel that it was a living thing!

Even if it was dead skin shed from a nightmare, it could still survive independently and even have the possibility of evolving into a complete body.

Every time someone sat on the nightmare hide, the pores would produce countless tough hair, silently holding the person tightly. At the same time, the edges of the nightmare hide would curl up, trying to wrap around the person sitting on it.

The middle-aged man and the others were very particular about their sitting positions. They each pressed down on a part of the boundary of the skin, which prevented it from curling up. However, even so, the nightmare skin did not stop struggling!