In the sedan chair that did not shake at all, Wang Quan cocked Erlang's legs.

"Am I the one who dares to arrest?"

Then he suddenly reacted, "That's not right! Isn't this the bride being caught? Uncle Ben and a man sit in a sedan chair? Is this reasonable? ”

He threw a punch into the roof of the car.

Bang ——!

As the air exploded, his hands shattered into pulp, his arms twisted and deformed, and his wrists shattered.

The wooden roof remains unchanged.

"Huh?"

Wang Quan was stunned for a moment, and after the black and red mist healed his arms and hands, he poured fifty percent of the power he could use now into his left hand, and threw another punch at the curtain in front of him!

The result was no different than before.

It's not without difference, at least his arm is not broken, but his fist has been grazed with oily skin, and the bone of his hand is fractured and misplaced.

Wang Quan: "......"

He looked at the back of his recovering left hand and felt like he was dreaming.

Is there something wrong?

This is a punch that he has infused with fifty percent of the young lady's strength!

Put it in Luo Xiao's world, this is already equivalent to a blow to the Dao Law Natural Realm!

This sedan chair is powerful?

There was no way, Wang Quan sat back.

Then take a look, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the big deal is to beg for mercy.

Anyway, why do these guys want to arrest themselves?

Is it because he is handsome?

Wang Quan accepted the answer.

One thing to say, indeed.

Although he is not the kind of handsome who "looks miserable at a glance", he is the kind of handsome who is more pleasing to the eye and more pleasing to the eye.

So he's the standard grandmother killer.

Abbreviation: Friends of Middle-aged Women.

The main thing is that the eyebrows are thick and the nose bridge is high, and the eyes are not small, and they look mature, gentle and reliable.

The aunts all think that it is reliable for their daughters to find this kind of person as a boyfriend.

Wang Quan cocked Erlang's legs, and the corners of his mouth were hooked into √.

Then go and see what tricks the other party is playing.

............

After swaying for an hour, the sedan chair finally stopped and fell to the ground.

The door curtain was lifted, and the four women in red outside were facing Wang Quan, as if they were saying please.

The light veil covered the upper half of his face, and Wang Quan couldn't see their eyes.

However, their necks twisted at 180 degrees are still very intimidating.

Yes, their bodies were facing away from Wang Quan, and their faces were facing Wang Quan.

After getting off the sedan chair, Wang Quan was very calm, "Lead the way." ”

The sound of suona suddenly sounded in his ears, startling Wang Quan.

I saw the four female ghosts in red floating up in front of me, and as soon as they shook their hands, a Dhara Sutra was unfolded and covered from the top of their heads.

Wang Quan was shocked and wanted to hide, but he couldn't dodge.

Wrapped in the Dhara Sutra quilt, he wanted to struggle, but found that the power of the young lady in his body could not be mobilized.

The Dhara Sutra is tightened tighter and tighter.

After a few breaths, Wang Quan's eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself lying in a small space in the dark.

I subconsciously wanted to take out the lighting of my mobile phone, but I felt that the clothes on my body were not right.

The feel is not the fabric of a suit, but a silkier material, and the elbows do not have the tightness of a shirt, but a loose feeling.

Fortunately, he still touched the phone in his arms.

He frowned as he pulled out his phone.

The clothes you wear...... It seems to be a costume?

Take out your phone and light it up and open the mirror APP.

With the light, he saw himself as he was.

The hair inexplicably turned into waist-length black and straight, and a wooden hairpin was tied in a bun on the top of the head.

He was wearing a red wedding dress.

Wang Quan looked around, the black lacquer surface, the space was rectangular and extremely narrow, and he was still lying.

Wang Quan immediately understood where this was.

This is in a coffin.

Hiss –

It's a bit quick......

A few nights ago, I was still happily slashing people and slashing monsters.,Tonight I met all flesh and blood monsters and stone bald donkeys.,As a result, the painting style directly changed at this time and began to engage in domestic horror games?

Wang Quan lay down in peace and saw where they were going to take him.

The main thing is that now the power is isolated and cannot be used, and if this coffin is the same as the sedan chair, it belongs to the type of "indestructible modeling in the game".

He shouldn't be able to handle it now.

And the power is cut off, maybe because of this coffin.

It's better to recharge your energy and wait until you get to the place before you kill them.

He closed his eyes and began to communicate with the power of the young lady in his body.

After some time, he felt the coffin stop, and then the coffin opened.

Wang Quan immediately lifted the coffin.

Then he froze.

Opposite were a dozen women dressed in red.

They were dressed in bright red palace clothes, with black nail polish hands crossed and ten fingers crossed, silver ornaments on their heads, and fringed red scarves on the outside, revealing only half of their faces below the nose.

The four women in the middle of them were carrying a red soft sedan chair, the sedan chair was covered with a red door curtain, and faintly, Wang Quan could only see a pair of red embroidered shoes under the door curtain.

He was in a team covered in a black scarf and dressed in white linen.

There were also more than a dozen people, and six people in the middle carried a black coffin.

Wang Quan just opened the coffin.

"Red and white?"

He still watched Uncle Ying's movie.

Now the scene is the same as in it.

Red and white collide, rushing people but not rushing the road.

As the saying goes, as soon as the song sounds, the cloth is covered, and the whole village waits for the food.

Walking and lifting, followed by a blank patch.

As soon as the coffin was lifted and buried, relatives and friends began to cry.

He doesn't know the specifics, but it's very cruel and treacherous anyway.

But now it doesn't look the same.

In short, after the confluence of the two sides, accompanied by the mournful sound of suona and the strange rhythm of gongs and drums, the red and white teams carried the coffin and the sedan chair into the thick fog.

When the fog clears, I don't know how long it will take, it may be just a moment, or it may be half an hour.

There was a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of Wang Quan's nose.

He opened his eyes and found himself in the lobby of an old old house.

There was no one else in the lobby, and there were only two figures standing on top of the ravines and blue bricks.

One is Wang Quan himself, and the other is the woman beside him.

In front of him is an offering table with three sticks of incense.

There are also two scarlet ink-colored tablets on the table.

A tablet was empty.

On the other tablet, it is Wang Quan's name!

Wang Quan turned his head sharply and stared at the man standing side by side.

The waist-length green silk was tied to the top of her head by a top-dot emerald hollow gold phoenix crown, the collar Tiangong lock protected her thin neck, the outside of the red-bottomed satin embroidered gold-patterned satin robe was a gold silk tassel on the shoulder, and the exposed thin wrist was wrapped with fixed hand silver, red pants and red skirt, and a pair of red embroidered shoes on her feet.

Seeing the man coming, on her white porcelain-like bloodless cheeks, behind the blindfolded red silk scarf, his shadow was faintly visible in the blood-glittering pupils of the bloodless black eyes.

Wang Quan's gaze stopped on her lips that were as red as blood.

The woman suddenly raised her hand and pinched Wang Quan's chin, and her thin red lips slowly approached.

"Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said."

A gentle voice whispered in my ears.

Wang Quan vaguely felt that this voice was a little familiar, but it didn't seem to be the same person as the voice that always appeared in the past.

But before he could react, or before he could really kiss the bride, the gate of the small courtyard was suddenly kicked open.

"Big guy! You okay?! I'll save you with Lao Fang! Big...... Ahh ”

The two people who came in were stunned, as if they were feeling that they had come to the wrong place?

Wang Quan waved his hand with a dark face and told them to get out, "This special atmosphere is just in place!" What are you two doing here? ”

Turning his face back, his expression returned to tenderness.

Raising his hand to hold the bride's cold hand and pinching his chin, Wang Quan said softly: "Come, let's continue." ”

Ghost Bride: "......"