Looking at the bride in the mirror,

The bride was wearing an ancient red wedding dress, embroidered with mandarin duck pomegranate patterns, and embroidered with hundreds of sons and blessings on her skirt, showing her magnificent and luxurious style.

The bride was covered with a red veil and could not see her facial features clearly.

The bride lying behind him in the mirror... was clearly the bride of the ghost marriage!

However, looking at the location of the wedding bed, the couple of ghost-married couples sat upright.

Faced with this strange scene, Fang Zheng turned his head and looked behind him again, with his back empty, but when he looked at the mirror again, there was a motionless ghost bride lying behind him.

The ghost bride put her hands on his left and right shoulders, and the mandarin duck was lying on his back, motionless, dragging the big red skirt to the ground, and gold silk was decorated with mandarin ducks. This is definitely not something that ordinary rural areas can afford to buy wedding dresses. Such luxurious and exquisite fabrics and handicrafts are not ghost marriages. This is clearly when the princess of a dynasty were getting married. At this time, the bride's head leaned forward slightly, and the red veil on her head was almost rubbing his face, and the two of them were almost facing each other.

Fang Zheng kept meditating on his spiritual martial arts, but this was not an illusion, nor was it a ghost hitting a wall. The one behind him was indeed carrying a bride.

A ghost bride who can only be seen in the mirror.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Fang Zheng's body is full of blood and qi, boils his own qi and blood, and activates the Demon-Subduing Vajra Seal, making his own qi and blood roll like a stove.

This is the bloody energy, the masculine energy is so powerful that the ghost cannot be affected.

However, the ghost bride behind her was still lying on his back, putting her hands on his shoulders, leaning her head slightly forward, and their faces were almost pressed together.

Fang Zhengyu couldn't calm down, and his pupils shrank. This ghost bride was neither an hallucination nor fearing masculine blood, but her back was empty.

Fang Zheng strode to the wedding bed and reached out to lift the bride's hood. He wanted to see what was pretending to be a ghost.

But at this moment!

"If it were me, I wouldn't have been making trouble to lift the cover." In the gloomy ghost wedding bridal chamber, a young girl's voice suddenly came from behind Fang Zheng's back.

There was also a bit of gloating in the voice.

Fang Zheng's eyes were shining with a cold light, and he turned to look at the door.

This is the face of a high school student. She has a little coldness under her delicate oval face. She has a small waist and is not full. She is born with jade bones and is so beautiful that she doesn't look like a real person... a high school student.

He is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Are you a member of the Gao family in Painting?" Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed.

Outside the door, the cool-looking high school girl with a temperamental temperament leaned against the corridor wall, and her double eyelids under her long eyelashes looked at Fangzheng in surprise, and said a little surprised: "You are one of the few smart creatures among men."

"But it's a pity that you guessed wrongly, the curse on you was not what I had put."

Fang Zheng frowned.

The little girl in the airport who had not even grown up with her breasts in front of her seemed to have male disgustedness?

Born to despise all men?

The cold and beautiful girl said with some gloating: "I have been chasing people here from Longtouhu Village and cursing you. It seems that in a short period of time we have a common goal. I will 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 who is lying on his back and still moving?

Longtouhu Village?

What important person does the other party seem to be pursuing all the way?

Didn't you come to chase him?

Or is there anyone in the pursuit list that ranks ahead of him?

Also, what is the origin of the person in front of you? What role does he play in this series of events?

In an instant, many questions flashed through my mind, but Fang Zheng 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 cold and beautiful girl looked high in a posture, as if she was looking down at the crawler in the mud from the clouds, and her eyes sarcastic: "Do you still want to ask me angrily why you knew all this in advance but didn't tell you? Then she roared hysterically in the face of the threat of death?"

hehe.

But Fang Zheng smiled: "Even if a high school student who has not even grown a breast is going to speak as an adult."

"Is this just called the second disease and the poisoning was too deep?"

As if Fang Zheng's words touched a bottom line that the cold girl could never be touched, she suddenly had a face covering of cold frost. She was obviously the age of a high school student of seventeen or eighteen years old, but her beautiful eyes showed murderous intent that was completely inconsistent with her age.

But it's a blessing!

Fang Zheng took the lead in doing it.

As soon as Fang Zheng finished speaking, he stepped on his feet and banged. The whole house trembled, as if he could not bear the huge force and was shaking. Fang Zheng's people had arrived in an instant.

There is no doubt that it cannot be solved by catching it.

If so, then shoot the left and right twice.

Especially, Fang Zheng was disliked when the opponent's aura as soon as he appeared. Since he didn't like it, he would knock down the mortal world like mud.

The cold and beautiful girl seemed to have never expected that Fang Zheng would do it and suddenly explode without any warning.

Amazing explosive power!

What a fast speed!

What a fast knife technique!

In a hurry, she didn't dare to take Fang Zheng's knife head-on.

Boom!

The wall burst and collapsed. A red brick load-bearing wall was slashed with a huge hole by Fang Zheng, as if it was hit by a solid cannon ball of a battleship. The bricks and stones were broken and the soil and stones were splashed.

The sword wind dances like a hurricane, flying sand and stones, and the square second sword, like domineering thunder, chases out.

Boom!

The second floor floor paved with prefabricated cement boards under his feet was cracked by a knife, which almost penetrated the floor of the front and back houses.

Especially when the air is hot, the moisture in the air is evaporated. I saw the split prefabricated cement boards, the steel bars are burning red and deformed, and there seems to be signs of melting.

From this we can see how domineering the power of the Nine Yang True Qi is when Fang Zheng's sword is.

With just two blows, the rural house was cut into a dangerous building.

Obviously, it is impossible to live in.

But Fang Zheng ignored this and continued to chase and use the third sword.

"Have you ever heard the saying that a heifer is sitting on a wire and pretends to be lightning?"

"Heifer, don't you like to teach people a lesson with an old-fashioned attitude?"

"Come on, come on, let uncle... let the elder brother care for you well, stand up obediently, let the elder brother slash at your head like a watermelon, see if you are human skin? Or human?"

"Enough!" There was a look of boredom in the cold girl's eyes, and she was already angry.

At this time, from the wedding bridal chamber behind Fang Zheng, a flat human skin floated out silently, his hands were as sharp as eagle claws, and he tightly hugged his feet and ankles that were about to chase after him.

Po! Po!

The cicada film on the skin on the body has continuously broken through the eighteen layers... and then it stopped.

Suddenly, the human skin on the ground was spontaneously ignited without fire... and burned into ashes.

Ordinary soul energy +1.
Chapter completed!