Looking at the bride in the mirror, Fangzheng's scalp tingled.
The bride is dressed in an ancient scarlet wedding gown, embroidered with phoenix liuxia, a hundred sons and a hundred blessings, showing luxury.
The bride is covered with a red hijab, and the facial features cannot be seen clearly, it is clearly the bride who is naked!
Fangzheng quickly turned his head to look at the position of the marriage bed. The married couple were both sitting upright. The bride's hands were folded on her lap, dignified and virtuous.
Faced with this weird scene, Fangzheng turned his head to look behind him again, but his back was empty, but he looked into the mirror again, and there was indeed a motionless Ghost Bride lying on his back.
The ghost bride put her hands on his left and right shoulders, and she was lying on his back, motionless. The red dress dragged to the ground, and the golden phoenix was embellished. This is definitely not a wedding dress that ordinary rural people can afford. Fabrics and handwork, which is the best, it is clear which dynasty the princess or princess is getting married. At this time, the bride's head was slightly tilted forward, the red hijab on her head was almost touching his face, and the two were almost touching their cheeks.
Fangzheng kept meditating on spiritual martial arts, but this was not a hallucination, nor was it a ghost hitting the wall. He was indeed carrying a bride on his back.
A ghost bride who can only be seen in mirrors.
"Pretending to be a ghost!"
Fangzheng is full of vigor and masculinity, boiling his own blood, and running the crouching diamond seal, making his own blood boil like a furnace.
This is bloody, masculinity is compelling, and ghosts can't make trouble.
However, the ghost bride behind him was still lying on his back, with her hands on his shoulders, her head slightly tilted forward, and their faces were almost touching.
Fangzheng finally couldn't calm down, and his pupils shrank. This ghost bride is neither an illusion nor afraid of masculinity, but there is nothing behind her.
Fangzheng came to the marriage bed in big strides, and was about to reach out to lift the bride's head cover. He wanted to see what was playing tricks.
But at this moment!
"If it were me, I wouldn't act like a monster and lift the head cover." In the gloomy nuptial room, a young girl's voice suddenly came from behind Fang Zheng.
There was a bit of schadenfreude in the voice.
Fangzheng's eyes were cold, and he turned to look at the door.
This is the face of a high school student, with a slightly glamorous underside of the delicate oval face, a small man with a waist that can't be squeezed, and a natural jade bone, so beautiful that he doesn't look like a real person... a high school student.
The age is seventeen or eighteen years old.
"Are you from Huapi Gao's family?" Fangzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a flickering cold light.
Outside the room door, a glamorous female high school student leaned against the wall of the corridor, her eyes with double eyelids under the long eyelashes seemed to look at Xia Zheng in surprise, and said with a little surprise: "You are a rare intelligent creature among men."
"But it's a pity that you guessed wrong on one point. I didn't cast the curse on you."
Fangzheng frowned.
The little airport girl in front of her who didn't even grow her breasts seemed to have misogyny from her tone of voice
Natural contempt for all men
The glamorous girl gloated: "The person I chased here from Longtouhu Village has cast a curse on you. It seems that we have a common goal in a short period of time. I catch the person I want to catch, and then You find him to lift the curse on you."
curse
Does it mean the ghost bride lying motionless on his back
Longtouhu Village
The other party seems to be chasing some important person along the way
Didn't they come to hunt him down
Or is it on the kill list, is there anyone ahead of him
Also, what is the background of this woman in front of me? What role does it play in this series of events
For a moment, many questions flashed through his mind, but Fangzheng was more concerned about the ghost bride lying on his back: "You seem to have known from the beginning that there is a curse in this room?"
The glamorous girl looked at the reptiles in the quagmire from the top of the clouds with a lofty attitude, and her eyes were sarcasm: "Do you still want to ask me angrily, why did you know all this in advance, but didn't tell you? Then in front of death threats, You growl hysterically?"
hehe.
Unexpectedly, Fangzheng smiled: "A high school student who obviously hasn't grown any breasts yet wants to talk like an adult."
"Is this the same as being too deeply poisoned by the Second Second Disease?"
It seemed that Fang Zheng's words touched a certain bottom line of a cold and beautiful girl that must never be touched. She suddenly covered herself with frost. She was clearly a high school student aged seventeen or eighteen, but there was a look in her beautiful eyes that did not match her age. Killing intent.
But of course!
Fangzheng took the lead.
As soon as Fangzheng finished speaking, he stomped his feet suddenly, boom, the whole house trembled, as if unable to bear the huge force, it was on the verge of falling, and Fangzheng was killed in an instant.
There is no doubt, it cannot be solved by being caught and beaten.
If there is, then hit it twice.
In particular, Fangzheng was very displeased with the aura of the other party who was so arrogant as soon as he appeared on the stage. If he didn't like it, he would knock down the mundane world like mud.
The glamorous girl didn't seem to expect that Fangzheng would do what he said, and suddenly exploded without warning.
Amazing explosive power!
So fast!
What a fast knife!
In a hurry, she didn't dare to take Fang Zheng's knife head-on.
Boom!
The wall burst and collapsed, and Fang Zheng slashed a huge hole into a load-bearing red brick wall, as if being hit by a solid shell from a battleship.
The wind of the knife danced like a hurricane, flying sand and rocks, Fang Zheng's second knife, like a domineering thunder, chased out.
Boom!
The floor of the second floor, which was paved with prefabricated cement slabs, was cut with a knife for more than ten meters, almost completely running through the floor of the front room and the back room.
In particular, the air was scorching hot, and all the moisture in the air was evaporated. I saw the split prefabricated cement slabs, and the steel bars were burning red and deformed, showing faint signs of melting.
From this we can see how domineering the power of Nine Suns True Qi is when Fangzheng strikes.
Just two knives cut this rural house into a dangerous building.
Obviously it is uninhabitable.
But Fangzheng didn't care about this, he continued to chase and kill the third knife.
"Have you ever heard a saying that a heifer sits on a wire and pretends to be lightning?"
"Heifer, don't you like to teach people with old-fashioned attitude?"
"Come on, come on, Uncle Rang... let big brother love you well, stand up obediently, let big brother chop your head like a watermelon, are you human skin? Or human?"
"Enough!" There was a look of boredom in the eyes of the cold and beautiful girl, and she was already angry.
At this moment, from the nuptial chamber behind Fang Zheng, a piece of flat human skin floated out soundlessly. His hands and fingers were as sharp as eagle claws, tightly wrapping around the ankles of Fang Zheng's feet that were about to kill him.
Boo! Boo!
The cicada membrane on the surface of the body broke through eighteen layers in a row... it stopped there.
Suddenly, the human skin on the ground spontaneously ignited... poof, burned to ashes.
Ordinary Soul Qi +1.
And at this time, above Fangzheng's head, two sheets appeared at some unknown time, crawling tightly against the ceiling of the corridor, the same human skin as flat as a paper-cut, with a pale complexion and quietly fell down, ghost claws clawed at the top of Fangzheng's head...
This chapter is late again QAQ. .
(end of this chapter)