Ringing ~ Ringing Ringing ~ There is a sound lingering in the air. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Huh~Huh~ Master, do you want to keep catching up?" The black snake turned its head and flicked its tail gently.

Wu Su frowned: "...... Keep chasing. ”

The black snake turned its head, aimed at the ground and opened its mouth wide, spitting out a large cloud of black gas as thick as thick ink, and the black gas fluttered to the ground.

On the ground, a circular pattern of light and shadow faintly flashed, and the four corners began to rise again with ethereal green smoke, and the wisps spread out, like a dream that could not wake up for a long time.

The black snake swooped down and swooped into the smoky phantom.

After a long period of silence, a dreamlike scene appeared in front of Wusu's eyes.

At this time, it was still noon in the demon world, and it should have been a bright day, with a thousand clear skies, but here it was a dark night, and only a silver moon quietly scattered with a dim light in the silent night sky.

A faint blue flame burned silently on the ground not far away, the tip of the flame was just parallel to the sight of the person as he stood, and a man wearing a fox mask knelt around the fire.

Wu Su looked in the direction he was directly facing the past, and the man's mask was worn obliquely, revealing a pointed chin and a delicate half of his face, and his delicate pink lips were closed one by one, as if he was thinking about something.

Whenever a passage has stopped, the rest of the people will prostrate reverently around the fire under the guidance of "him".

After repeating this scene a few times, "he" got up and turned to his back, his slender fingers slowly slicing through the air, as if wisps of white gas were coming out of his fingertips.

Directly in front of the pitch-black cloud, two cyan paper lanterns appeared.

The candle flame inside the lantern was very dim, and the light emitted could only illuminate a circle close to the lantern, and from a distance, it seemed to be two illusory illusions of light and shadow.

In the hallucination, a row of beautiful maids holding lamps walked out, although they still wore strange fox masks, but the graceful figure displayed throughout the body, and the tender demeanor that appeared during the walk, all gave people an infinitely beautiful reverie.

After the maid, a pair of newcomers with complicated clothes and unparalleled elegance walked out.

The groom has a petite physique and a picturesque face, and the bride is slender and slightly tall, and her face is covered by a delicate scarf, so that no specific appearance can be seen.

On the left and right of both of them, a "beautiful" fox mask maid supported them forward.

The lantern maid who had walked out before had spontaneously stepped down to the side and knelt in the pile together, the lantern in her hand was swinging along the pile, the dark circle of light and the light of the central flame gradually converged, and the sight of the surrounding circle was slightly brighter.

The bride and groom were brought to the masked man, who uttered a long speech and waved his hand.

The maids of the two were led to bow to the moon three times, and then to the fire, no more, no less, exactly three times, and then.

Wusu sat on the body of the black snake, yawning lazily, and bored to enjoy this scene to watch for free.

The ancient book floated out of Wusu's body, and after turning to the blank page in the middle, a line of words appeared in a hurry - this side must be stopped, and they cannot be allowed to worship each other successfully.

Wusu glanced at it casually, his face showed a little bored, and he turned his head to continue looking, as if he had no intention of stopping it.

Seeing that the two of them were led to face each other in pairs, kneeling and kowtowing like puppets, and their heads were about to touch the ground at the moment before that-

Wusu finally made a move in the restless mood of the ancient book, and a white light popped out of his fingertips and shot straight towards the center of the two of them.

At the same time, she also thought, consciously or unconsciously, what would happen if their husband and wife worship became successful? It was just such a seemingly innocuous episode, and as a result, her white light shifted a little.

The man wearing the mask seemed to notice the situation, and quickly remedied, raising his hand and waving a mesmerizing light and shadow, which happened to almost cancel out the crooked white light.

The white light that was supposed to hold the bride and groom suddenly appeared, and then disappeared suddenly, and the two kowtowed to each other only after pausing in the air for a moment, and still smoothly touched the ground.

Wu Su was a little embarrassed to show his apology to the ancient book that was about to riot, and then, his fingers hooked, and he flicked two white lights in a row to make amends.

However, since the previous moment had already startled the snake, the other side naturally had a timely response.

At that moment, the bride and groom were surrounded by a circle of unclear dense fog, and the white light was submerged in the dense fog, but it was absorbed and disappeared without a shadow.

A hint of interest floated on Wusu's face, and after quietly approaching, he stretched out his hand and flattened it in mid-air, and the jade butterfly "ornament" that was quietly parked in his hair fell into the palm of his hand.

In front of everyone's eyes, Jade Butterfly conjured up countless clones in an instant, overwhelmingly surrounding the dense fog.

In an instant, the dense fog disappeared as if it had been eaten away with the attachment of the jade butterfly, along with the phantom of the jade butterfly.

After the fog cleared, the two of them had just finished knocking for the second time, and the third time had already reached the halfway point.

The two of them are like frozen sculptures, maintaining the movement of bowing in the middle of the prostration, motionless, as if time and space are still at the same time, stopping the flow.

Wusu's gaze passed through the gap between the two of them, and met the man carrying the mask, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

The man opened his mouth and said, "Guest, it's okay not to follow the rules well." The voice was as rough as that of an old man, and at first glance, it felt very incongruous with the half of the delicate face that was revealed.

Wusu smiled slightly, expressing politeness: "Sorry, I'm not a guest." I'm an acquaintance of this one. I'm sorry, I'm going to mess up your wedding. ”

As he spoke, a strange wind suddenly rose on the ground, blowing away the scarf covering the bride's head, revealing an elegant and unparalleled face, which seemed to be a peach blossom at first glance, but then looked at it and felt a gorgeous temperament, quiet and silent-

The face of His Royal Highness the Second Dragon Palace is really suitable for men and women, and it is indisputable.

Wusu was in a good mood and raised his hand at Luo Yanxiao's stunned and godless eyes.

The man wearing the mask suddenly grabbed Luo Yanxiao's shirt and carried it to his hand like a dead thing, and flew into the air near the top of the flames.

Wusu was startled, his hand stopped in mid-air, and he didn't take it back—

After the man muttered a few words very quickly, he let go of his hand, and Luo Yanxiao's body spontaneously floated and lay flat on top of the flames.

The flames burned around him, but his countenance was quiet and unconscious.

The silver moon overhead moved to the center of the night sky, and the silver light fell silently.

The petite man dressed as the groom walked blankly towards the "bride" in the flames, his hand passing through the flames, and touching the "bride's" naturally falling hand - (To be continued.) )