Chapter 034: Fellow Daoist, Please Stay
In front of the offering table is a table one and a half meters long.
The jade is carved and stolen, the surface of the case is smooth and flawless, the patterns spread to the table legs, the edges are inlaid with gold threads, and the hollow places contain thumb-sized night pearls, emitting a faint white light.
Under this strange handover of red and white, Gu Sang Ning obediently finished worshipping the hall without the groom's official.
Licheng, leaving her alone to kneel on the soft ball under the table of the Eight Immortals.
The bustling hundred ghosts flocked to the outside.
The noise started, as if some grand ceremony was being held.
Time passed little by little.
Gu Sanning, who was kneeling on the futon, moved his fingers slightly, and his five fingers gradually regained consciousness, bending stiffly, and extremely unnaturally driving his arm to reach his thigh.
With your fingertips, you can pull up the layers of fabric and bring up the fat skirt.
Tied to the side of her thighs were some charms she had prepared earlier.
Due to the next hidden charm, it was not discovered.
Seeing that he was about to touch it, a force hit her back.
Under the action of inertia, the body fluttered forward.
Gu Sanning almost fell and ate.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, the initiator hooked her waist.
"Season ......"
Gu Sanning was just about to speak, and a cold index finger was attached to her lips.
"Shhhh Don't talk, I'll take you away. ”
Although the voice of the person who came was extremely low, Gu Sanning still heard it clearly.
traveled thousands of miles and ran alone to save her.
Gu Sang thought that this was probably love!
If the target of the strategy is the heroine, Gu Sanning will definitely be 10,000 willing.
A dinging sound suddenly exploded in my mind.
Buji: In view of the fact that the player loads the dungeon for the first time, the system is obliged to remind you once again that the target of your strategy is the villain boss Mu Liulian, not the son of luck, Ji Fuwan.
Gu Sanning rubbed his aching temples, the spicy chicken system will still come out to be a demon, the earlier account has not been settled with it, and he is not afraid to dismantle it by hand?
Bu:???
Spicy chicken players are afraid that they are not a snake spirit attribute?
Aren't you afraid of being damned if you say big things?
As if echoing its thoughts, Gu Sangning, who had stiffened his body for most of the day, did not coordinate his left foot and right foot, and tripped himself up.
Even with Ji Fuwan, he was not spared.
The movement caused by this fall was enough to startle many things.
The wind blows, and the candles flicker.
In the huge ancestral hall, it was crowded and full.
The spirits consciously created a circle with a diameter of two meters, enclosing the two of them in the center.
Hundreds of heads pressed down in unison, and a pair of dark eye sockets that could not be dissolved like thick ink were aligned with their directions.
The movements are uniform, like copy-paste.
"Sister Ji, I'm afraid of ......"
Gu Sanning leaned against Ji Fuwan, his little hands trembling at her sleeves, carefully looking at the distorted ghost in the inner circle.
These ghosts are a little frighteningly white.
Didn't you drown?
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Ji Fuwan took the person behind him.
Among the ghosts gathered, a rickety old man dressed in sacrificial clothes floated out of it.
In his hand, he held a palm-sized, black soul bell.
Different from the Taoist magic weapon, this soul bell is black and breathy, and it can teach people to feel uncomfortable from the heart with just one glance.
"Humph! Ignorant children! ”
The rickety old woman snorted coldly, and in her pale pupils, her eyes condensed a little, and her eyes were out of focus.
Partial, Gu Sanning still sensed a gaze like a tarsal bone wandering around his body.