This dream disaster...

It's really a little scary.

Lan Xiang swallowed, his hands shook, and a mirror appeared in his hand.

This is a high-quality taboo tool that Sun Yaohai lent him!

Lan Xiang plans to activate the taboo weapon and intends to leave this mansion!

"Brother Xiang."

suddenly,

Behind Lan Xiang, there was a shout, and the familiar voice let Lan Xiang know who it was, Sun Zhe.

This made a hint of joy appear on his face.

"Sun Zhe, we are here just in time, we join us...!!!"

Lan Xiang looked back at Sun Zhe, and the word "hand" that joined forces was completely frozen before he could say it.

He bowed his head,

A trace of confusion appeared in his eyes,

A sharp thread in front of the chest was still dripping with blood.

That was the dagger held in Sun Zhe's hand.

It's indeed a brother...

If you say you can insert a dagger, you can insert a dagger.

Then, Lan Xiang discovered that Sun Zhe was actually wearing... groom's costume!

There is a big red flower hanging on my chest!

Sun Zhe nodded, tilted his mouth and smiled.

So, I'm going to marry you Sun Zhe?

Lan Xiang's mentality almost collapsed.

Is this dream disaster so disgusting?

"Madam, it's time to have a church."

Sun Zhe looked at Lan Xiang and said with a crooked smile.

Lan Xiang was stunned, and vaguely he felt something was wrong.

This is not Sun Zhe!!!

boom!

Lan Xiang coughed up blood from his mouth, stretched out his hand and pointed it in his eyebrows, and suddenly the Meng Ling waves swept across him.

He released his special ability to "control the soul".

Sun Zhe, who wanted to stab a few more times, suddenly froze, pulled out a dagger, and stabbed it in his neck.

Blood spurted out,

It sprinkled on Lan Xiang's face.

However, the smile on Sun Zhe's face was still the same, and the corners of his mouth were still tilted.

"Madam, it's time to celebrate..."

Sun Zhe said.

Lan Xiang's face looked ugly, he kept coughing up blood, and used his soul control ability to control Sun Zhe to constantly stab his neck.

Finally, the entire head was cut off directly.

However, Sun Zhe's head was still laughing and saying, "Madam, it's time to pay a visit."

Lan Xiang wants to be crazy.

He understands.

This Sun Zhe is not Sun Zhe.

It's a dead person!

What he wants to marry is not a living person at all!

Lan Xiang took a few steps and crashed into the yard. He held the mirror of the taboo tool and had no time to bite his finger and dip his blood to lift the ban.

The guests who participated in the banquet, that is, the coffin, had their lids smashed to the ground.

After making a dull noise,

In the coffin, figures like walking dead were walking out one after another.

These walking zombies dressed in different clothes and identities.

Some are bridesmaids, some are matchmakers, some are mountain village widows, and some are old men pushing carts...

But, without exception,

These people all look ferocious.

Lan Xiang's chest was constantly spraying blood, and he gritted his teeth and continued to display his soul-control ability.

However, he had only had time to control three or four guests.

Other guests flocked to Lan Xiang and pressed Lan Xiang. The widow in the mountain village where the minced meat also took the opportunity to wipe oil and pinch Lan Xiang's buttocks.

Then, he was taken to the front of the hall.

Lan Xiang struggled constantly, trembling in shock, but he could not break free.

Sun Zhe's head was jumping, tilting his mouth, and smiling.

"Blessings, besides..."

Lan Xiang's tears were flowing unstoppable.

Don't do this,

He doesn't want to worship,

He is a man, and he can't worship him!

"Why are my luck so bad? Why did I encounter the strongest taboo red embroidered shoes in this dream disaster all at once?"

Lan Xiang was very desperate.

Could it be that he will be eliminated in the first round?

Dong.

He was pressed to the ground and kneeled on his knees.

In front of it is a huge red candle and a huge character "囍".

It seemed as if the sound of the trumpet and suona from the underworld resounded again,

Beside him, Sun Zhe's head was jumping, and a big red flower seemed to be dripping blood.

The big red lid fell from the sky, covering his head again.

suddenly,

The moment Lan Xiang was covered with the red veil again, he vaguely saw something among a group of walking corpses pressing against him.

He stood up so hard that he pulled open the red veil and turned his head to look.

Among a group of walking dead.

On the wedding banquet table in the high hall.

Du Fang was wearing a black windbreaker, sitting quietly, tilting his head, and smiling at him who was celebrating.

Lan Xiang felt incredible and trembled all over.

This is not...

The newcomer from the wildfire, Du Fang?

Then,

Lan Xiang saw Du Fang's lips slightly open and slowly opened his mouth.

Send him extremely sincere... blessings.

"After a hundred years of cultivation, a one-ship ferry can be achieved by ferrying together for a thousand years."

"I wish you happiness."

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