The secret marriage was imprisoned, and it was extremely terrifying

lighthouse

Hunter's Lounge

"Mark, do you want a wife?"

"Shall I give you a daughter-in-law?"

Time freezes in this moment, and space freezes with it.

Mark ripped off the towel on his face and took a serious look at Mo Cheng.

After making sure that the other party was not joking, he said with a serious expression:

"One of the three rules of the lighthouse is that you can't form family relationships in the old world, don't you know this?"

Mark's refusal, resolute and persistent, and resolute attitude directly made Mocheng break the defense.

His face was flushed with urgency, and sweat was pouring down his forehead and the sides of his cheeks.

And at this moment, Mark also noticed something strange about Mocheng.

"Where did you get so much blood? Didn't you join Blizzard to find out who was behind the disappearance of the people at the Lighthouse? ”

"Did something happen to the snow?"

Realizing that something was wrong, Mark immediately stood up and put his hands on Mo Cheng's shoulders.

But Mo Cheng didn't seem to hear anything, and was still talking to himself.

"Qiaobiluo...... She is the best woman in the world! ”

"If it weren't for the fact that she wasn't too comfortable with me, I wouldn't have been able to get her to leave me!"

"I love her, I love her with all my heart."

"However, I don't want her to be uncomfortable, so I ......, so I have to find her a new husband."

Mo Cheng became more and more agitated, so much so that he finally broke free of Mark's hands on his shoulders and yelled at Mark angrily.

In the mouth of Mocheng.

This woman named Qiao Biluo is synonymous with the most beautiful in this world.

Speaking of the depths of his love, he would bow his head and look at the bag in his hand gently, and with a look of guilt, tears rolled down.

It's really as if this Bilo is not used to being with him, and it is completely his fault that he wants to leave him.

But suddenly, Mo Cheng smiled.

Anger, guilt, and laughter switch indiscriminately.

One hand grabbed Mark's shoulder tightly, and he shouted happily with a frantic expression but excited words:

"Trust me, Mark. Believe me! As long as you meet her, you will know how wonderful she is! ”

"Now, I have handed her over to you, and I hope you will take good care of her."

"Sting!"

Mo Cheng pulled away the backpack in his hand, and then ran away quickly without looking back.

Everything happened so quickly that Mark hadn't figured out what was going on for five minutes since he was called.

The intuition of his body made his hair stand upside down when he touched the backpack, and a piercing chill rushed from the tail vertebrae to the heavenly spirit cover.

But he had to look at what was in his backpack, and something must have happened to Mocheng and Feixue.

Mark lowered his head, reached out to unzip it, and looked into his backpack.

But this is it.

Mark couldn't help but frown.

There's a human head in the backpack.

A woman's head.

A doll's head to be exact.

The hair is shrouded, the eyes are unequal and have an eerie vertical pupil, the mouth is elongated, and the cheeks are narrow.

And the corners of his mouth grinned back to his chin, showing a bitter and hateful appearance.

The most bizarre thing is that the lipstick on the lips of the puppet can't help but be scarlet like blood, and it also exudes a disgusting plasma gas.

Uncanny!

Ugly!

It's ugly!

When the word ugly came to Mark's mind, his head suddenly dizzy, and his consciousness then sank, and the whole person seemed to fall into the void, his body had an obvious sense of weightlessness, and he wanted to reach out and grab something.

It's not just his hands and mouth, he is obviously awake, but he can't control his body......

After some time, Mark opened his eyes again.

only to find yourself in front of the door of an antique room.

Airplanes~

There was a roar in his brain, and a piercing buzzing sound made Mark feel nauseous and dizzy.

And he actually pushed open the door of the room by a ghost, and a huge word "囍" was pasted on the main hall, and the old world wedding silk and melons and fruits were placed in the house, and there was a marriage bed hanging down the curtain on the right side.

It's just that the word is not red, the wedding cloth is not red, and even the marriage bed is not red, but a miserable white of the bones of a dead man, pale and penetrating.

"Am I dreaming?"

But Mark clearly remembered that Mocheng sent the doll and then opened the package himself......

The roar in his skull continued, and Mark felt what he saw blur and turn again.

Stumbling to the marriage bed, Mark lifted the curtain that hung down, but it was a coffin.

It was also plastered with miserable white characters, and the coffin was carved to look like a skull or made from a head.

So who are you?

Mark looked down and saw that he was wearing the groom's clothes.

Red clothes, red robes, flowers, red crowns, it looks extremely festive?!

Is the bridegroom myself?

The roar in my head gradually subsided, but then I remembered the noise of the crowd.

I turned around and found that the house, which had been empty, was now full of guests.

Unlike the people in the old world wedding scene that Mark saw in the lighthouse archives, all the faces, men and women, young and old, were depicted in a thick red and white shape, and the faces seemed to be rubbed with miserable white lime, while the lips and eyebrows were scarlet.

It's not so much a human being as a group of paper people.

The paper figurines burned when the dead are buried.

In the crowd, Mark found a familiar figure.

It's Ink City!

At this moment, his eyes were hollow, his lips were black, his eyes were round, his skin was purple, and his tongue was sticking out, like a hanged man.

Mark was about to pass through the strange and terrifying paper figure to ask Mocheng what was going on, but the two girls with pale faces and scarlet lips grabbed him on the left and right.

"The time has come, please bride!"

The sound was harsh, harsh, and monotonous, but it was accompanied by the crying of babies and extremely evil laughter, which reverberated throughout the space continuously.

……

……

"Xiao Heng, what do you want to do?"

Feixue struggled to tie the rope to herself, and the rope made of steel wire was now deeply embedded in the skin of her wrist, and it was grinding into the flesh, cutting out strands of flesh with blood foam, but Feixue didn't seem to feel it.

Seeing that Xiao Heng didn't speak, she looked at the Vati the Lotus Light who was standing aside:

"He is no longer Charles, his name is Xiao Heng, and he single-handedly planned to imprison the people of the lighthouse and use them to perform evil sacrifices......"

But Vati's eyes still looked at Xiao Heng, and his expression was unmoved.

"Ah, it's almost time. There is still more than an hour, and when they have not yet woken up from the underworld, they will inevitably turn into the natural and pure material of this sacrifice. ”

The puppet obtained in this way has great resentment, and the power of the curse is naturally extremely strong, coupled with the soul strength of the lighthouse person, this puppet has been refined since it was refined, and it is already a level 1 seal close to level 0.

And her biggest role is to pull people into the kingdom of the underworld marriage.

Yes, it is a realm of God that exists in the mysterious void, not an illusion.

Therefore, if the trapped person does not wake up in a limited time, then his soul and body will be refined by the kingdom of God.

Feixue anxiously watched the familiar faces in front of her being tied up and hung up one by one by chains, Mark, Ran Bing, Erica, Donnie, Jingnan, Carrie, and even the Morgan City Lord, as well as the only 50 people who remained in the lighthouse after the horror, all of them are here today.

But ......, it seems that there is no ink city......

Blizzard's original desperate expression rekindled hope at this moment, but it quickly died again.

If Murjo is still alive, I hope he leaves the lighthouse, escapes from this earthly purgatory, or finds the woman standing on the back of the Eater of Extremes.

"Ah sneeze~"

Bai Yuekui sneezed coldly and rubbed the tip of her nose uneasily.

"Haven't found the lighthouse yet?"

"Hell knows where the lid of that cauldron has gone."

"It's coming, it's coming. Twilight arrives and says he's already at the lighthouse, and that's where he sent it. ”

"Xia Dou, change seats, car, I'll drive!"

"Boss, this ...... isn't appropriate, right?"

The four of them spoke cautiously in unison, tentatively.