Suddenly, there was the crackling sound of firecrackers, and the voices of people began to be noisy. In a trance, I got on the sedan chair, sat on the sedan chair and waited with half-squinted eyes.

Originally, the two families were both big families in the capital, and they were not far away, so they were separated by two streets. But in order to make up an auspicious time, Raocheng walked half a circle.

It took a turn to walk to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and was helped to get off the sedan chair, and the sound of firecrackers exploded all over the sky.

I glanced through the red hijab, but I didn't see the bridegroom. secretly laughed: This marriage has not come out to show up, it is really not like a word!

She doesn't care, the process that should be done is still walking, and the things that should be done are still being done.

When he stepped into the Prime Minister's Mansion, a mischievous breeze lifted the exquisite hijab slightly, revealing half of his beautiful face, which just fell into You Jiuhua's eyes.

I still can't help but sting in my heart, this should have been his.

Even the bridegroom did not come to the church, but replaced him with a rooster tied to red silk. After a hasty worship, Wen Wan was sent into the new house.

I was a little bored to sit down, so I took off the red hijab on my head and threw it on the bed at random. Walking to a corner, he bent over and flipped over, and when he stood up again, he had a silver-white sword in his hand.

Pulling out the broken dust, he saw his appearance from the blade of the sword, and he had a sad face, where did he look like he was married. That's it, she doesn't have the heart to marry anyway.

Broken Dust was asked to hide Liu Liu here the day before, she wants to get married, and it is not easy to take it with her, but she is not at ease if she doesn't take it, so she let Liu Liu put it here in advance.

He casually put the sword at the head of the bed, covered it with a mandarin duck red pillow, and sat back on the edge of the bed, covered with a red hijab, and waited with a slight smile.

I took a few deep breaths and tried to suppress the irritability that was flooding my heart.

Although it was already the end of the day, the grand occasion of drinking and joy in the front yard was still unabated, and the laughter was full of laughter, and the red light reflected the sky all over the sky.

I faintly heard some laughter, and opened my light chestnut eyes slightly. His eyes were red, and the restlessness in his heart rose a little more, and his mind was disturbed.

The door was pushed open, and a group of people walked in, and in a moment the bustle walked out again, leaving only one person.

The man approached slowly, faltering, and only stopped when he came to Wen Wan and laughed a few times.

"...... Hee-hee, the bride of the whims."

Picked up the wedding scale and slowly picked up the gentle long hijab. Wen Wan raised her eyes that were a little reddish and looked in the direction of the scales. The whole person was uncontrollably shocked, and his reddish eyes instantly turned red. The evil qi that has accumulated in the heart spreads upwards and frantically, sweeping and destroying the mind.

Subconsciously touched the head of the bed, pulled out the cold broken dust, and the cold light soaked the red cloth, leaving no temperature.

Her eyes were full of ghosts, and the picture seemed to be a blood-colored monster with teeth and claws. I couldn't help but say that the sword in my hand had passed through the body of the monster in front of me.

The sword came out of the flesh, and the blood beads brought up fell on her wedding clothes, adding blood to the red, increasing the madness by three points.

There was only one word in her head.

Kill, kill, kill all the monsters.

"Bang"

The door was kicked open from the inside, and Wen Wan walked out with a gloomy face, and a few drops of blood were dripping from the dust.

All she saw was a mix of sights, and the voices in her ears were frightening and erratic. The more this happened, the more irritable she became, and the movements in her hands became more fierce and ruthless.

After a long time, a long time, the afterimage of the chaotic and upside-down scene in front of her gradually disappeared, and the chaotic alarms in her ears slowly stopped, and her consciousness was slightly retracted.

There was a hint of clarity in his cloudy eyes, and he saw clearly the devastation and misery in this courtyard.

The dead lay all over the ground, blood flowed all over the ground, and the fire of the red lantern spilled into the frightened eyes.

Looking down in disbelief, the Dust Breaking Sword with a cold blade on weekdays was covered with a layer of blood, and a few drops of blood that seemed to be still warm hung on the tip of the sword, crumbling.

I don't know whether to laugh at my stupidity or cry my sorrow, my desolate expression froze, and I raised my head with some difficulty, and a tear slipped through.

A trembling hand covered the tears on his face, and shouted to the sky sadly and heartbreakingly: "Ahhhh

Lowering his head, the irritability came up again, and he shook his head sadly.

She now knows how stupid she has been in the past five years. She said that where Wen Yao's kindness came from was still concerned about whether she would be thirsty, and where was the tea for health and poison.

She had felt that she had seen this anther somewhere, and now she remembered that she had seen it in Master's book.

This thing is a soul eater, and if you accidentally eat it, it's not a big deal. However, if it is consumed for a long time, it will disturb people's minds and break people's minds. If the eater's heart is strong, it can be suppressed. If you are stimulated and enter your brain, your body will be like a walking corpse, and your god will be possessed like a ghost, and you will only know how to kill.

She is not good at pharmacology, and it was only after the master said it tightly that she went to take a few looks. I felt that this herb was too evil, so I took a few more looks, but I didn't remember it. It's sad to remember it now.

It turned out that Wen Yao had already calculated her, she said, how could this marriage be postponed for so long! It turned out that she was waiting for her to be as poisonous as bone marrow! No matter how much she didn't hear anything outside the window, she wouldn't know anything. I have long heard that the relationship between the imperial doctor and the prime minister is delicate, and it is quite incompatible, and the sudden marriage of the two families makes people feel strange, as if they are hiding some hidden secrets.

But she only cared about her broken emotions at that time, and didn't think about it deeply. Now I know how stupid I am.

Wen Yao had long expected that she would take the dust with her wherever she went, that she would be as poisonous as bone marrow and that she would be frightened when she saw the ugly son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and that her temper, which had been suppressed for many years, would definitely be caused by the poison of soul erosion. When the time comes, she will be murderous, slaughter the Prime Minister's family, and take all the blame on her. However, Wen Yao solved the trouble in his heart at one time and enjoyed the benefits of the fisherman, why not.

There are too many loopholes in this matter, but if she is willing to think about it, she can also find out one or two of them. But she still pushed her into the fire pit step by step, and there was no return.

She deliberately pushed herself into a desperate situation before, because she had long known the existence of a desperate situation. If you can survive in a desperate situation, it is lucky, if you can't, it is fate.

Come to think of it, it's a dead end.

"Hehe, Wen Yao, Wen Yao, do you know that killing people is worth your life. People, if you don't leave a way back, you won't be able to go far. For people like you, the eighteen layers of hell are lightly eaten by ten thousand ghosts. But I can't wait to see your face as muddy as mud, I'll help you, hehe"

Walking slowly out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the moonlight-soaked street was empty, only the lonely cold wind was sweeping every corner.

The luxurious and exquisite wind crown has been scattered, and the long black hair pours down, and the night wind blows, rolling up the only golden hairpin on the black hair, and shaking beautifully. The blood-colored red robe rose in the wind, like an evil god from hell. The dust was mopping the floor, and the sound of scraping the floor was cold and permeating.

From the Prime Minister's Mansion to the Wen Mansion, it was a full 2,000 steps. Every step is unforgettable, and every step is unforgettable.