The scene in front of him changed, and for a while, when Xun Ming regained his clarity, he was already thrown onto a large red silk bed with a width of more than a foot.

In the whole main house, the light is dim, there is no candle flame, only a few moonlight outside the window is difficult to penetrate.

The huge room, almost covered with bright red, was supposed to be a festive wedding room interior, but now it was gloomy, as if there was a ghost wandering in the house with a cool feeling from the netherworld.

In the middle of the room is a thousand-step bed that occupies nearly half of the room.

On the carved railing of the stepping bed, a bright red training horse is draped in blood, hanging down, surrounding the entire stepping bed.

The carved fence of the verandah encloses the bed, wrapped in bright red satin, and the relief bed looks like a coffin that has been magnified several times from the outside.

And Xun Ming is like the man in the coffin.

The machine suddenly turned around, and Xun Ming suddenly opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was a pale skeleton, maintaining a human form, adhered to the top of the bed by a clump of scarlet material that looked like dry flesh and blood, and the two hollow eye sockets seemed to be staring directly at Xun Ming.

Yin and yang are separated by each other, and the eyes are facing each other.

The muscles in his body tensed instantly, and he saw the corners of Xun Ming's mouth twitch unconsciously, and a pair of eyes seemed to widen slightly because of shock.

But it wasn't because of the dry bones that didn't have the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power, and were obviously from mortals.

It's because of the blood-colored orb that adhered to those "dry flesh" and was embedded directly into the skull's sternum.

After a while, he turned his head a little stiffly, looked at the ghostly woman standing quietly by the bed, with a strange and hideous expression, and spit out two words in his heart with some pain:

Gold...... Cinnabar?

As if to confirm Xun Ming's guess, Xun Ming just turned his head, and the slender blood-red wedding dress disappeared in a flash, pulling out a scarlet phantom in the spot, and in an instant, it flew into the stepping bed, came to Xun Ming's body, and sat straight on his abdomen.

There was a muffled sound.

Xun Ming's face changed suddenly, and he felt as if a mountain had smashed straight on his body, directly breaking through the spiritual power barrier that rose up in an instant, and slammed into his body, making him almost vomit a mouthful of blood.

Not to mention a mortal with a weak physique, it is an ordinary Cave Heaven Realm cultivator, and at least half a life will be lost for such a sitting.

The ghost of the wedding dress is close, and the blood-red robe is like a cocoon that has been peeled off into countless threads, clinging towards Xun Ming's body, like a wisp of gluttony, choosing people to eat.

Xun Ming's expression, which was surging with blood and qi in his chest, was slightly distorted, and he couldn't stop scolding in his heart while trying his best to mobilize his spiritual power to dissolve the red silk that began to cling to his body like countless tarsal maggots.

Fuck, the boat capsized in the gutter!

Who would have thought that there would be "people" who would put Jin Dan outside the body?!

Before the thought was finished, Xun Ming was about to knock on the third cave heaven and summon the shocking wood out of the place.

But it was clawed by the five fingers of the girl in the wedding dress, and the nails stretched out like sharp cones, and stabbed down on his lower abdomen, breaking it alive.

The qi was no longer hidden, and the spiritual power rushed up like a tide, and in an instant, it shredded the blood-colored thread at the end of the red clothes.

However, the female ghost's sharp claws were one step ahead of him, and although they were blocked, the tip of the middle finger, which was the first, pierced Xun Ming's skin in the slightest.

to suffer.

Xun Ming's mind just flashed this thought, and his whole body was instantly hot, and his snow-white skin was covered with a layer of flush almost instantly, as if he was trapped in a steamer.

His breath was as heavy as an ox.

Although his consciousness was confused, Xun Ming felt that his perception was becoming clearer and clearer, as if he had entered the empty realm of Sumeru mustard seeds.

Finished......

The girl in the wedding dress who succeeded in one move suddenly laughed wildly, her waist trembled and twisted slightly, and when she laughed like tears in the corners of her eyes, she was able to stop, her legs were clamped suddenly, and her upright upper body threw herself into the arms of Xun Ming, who was already difficult to move.

The fingertips that had recovered as good as ever swirled slowly on Xun Ming's chest, and the ghost of the wedding dress with a gentle expression was close to Xun Ming's neck, like a lover's nickname, and whispered softly in his ear:

"Xianggong...... I want to ......."

The tingling sensation in the ears spread like ripples, rushing straight to Xun Ming's heavenly spirit.

Even the fairy's little hands have never touched Xun Ming, where have I ever seen such a battle!

Thou shalt not kill or be dishonored!

Xun Ming, who was already scolded in his heart, felt the feeling of uneasiness in his heart that was rapidly amplified like a spiritual fire, as if he finally understood what the strange thing in his heart was before.

O iniquity!

However, in his heart, he scolded and scolded, but Xun Ming's spiritual sense did not relax at all, waiting for the right time.

An opportunity to fly the sword and slash the head.

The magic is all in the magic of the shocking wood, and now Xun Ming, whose spiritual power is tied like a stagnant water, is naturally unusable, but the two flying swords of "Mid-Autumn Festival" and "Moyun" are not so demanding on spiritual power.

As if suddenly interested, the ghost in the wedding dress who leaned over smiled slightly, blew at the root of Xun Ming's ear, and then chuckled charmingly:

"The concubine already knew that Xianggong was a monk~"

If he wasn't afraid of variables, Xun Ming would definitely roll his eyes at this time:

If you didn't know, would you sit like you just did?

A fat man of 300 pounds can sit flat for you!

Xun Ming, who has developed the habit of making fun in suffering since he was a child, just complained a few words in his heart, and then his heart suddenly ached, and even his heavy breathing was suddenly stagnant.

A hoarse man's voice came from the bottom of his heart:

"Can you do it? If you dare to let her go, I'll kill you and kill yourself......"

Xun Ming's heart shook suddenly, and a scarlet black glow suddenly lit up from the corner of his right eye.

At the bottom of the heart lake, there seems to be an evil dragon raising its head.

But in the next moment, Xun Ming's eyes instantly returned to normal, and after a brief shock, a shallow smile was slightly hooked from the corner of his mouth.

Dressed in red, stepping on a snow-white long sword, flying from the sky, after coming to the sky above this mountain mansion, lightly stepping on the long sword under his feet, his body jumped high, and the blazing flames seemed to leap out of the void, enveloping the person's figure in an instant.

In the dark night sky, a fire phoenix suddenly took shape, swept straight down from the Nine Heavens, and smashed into the mountain mansion.

The scorching red flames burst out of the courtyard in an instant, as if the fire was about to burn everything in the world when it fell that day.

The landscape array, the four round flowers, the carved eaves corridor, everything in the entire mansion is engulfed by the red flames in an instant, burning and extinguishing.

In a sea of red flames, only the main house in the center was not disturbed by the flames at all, as if it had been ordered by a god and a man.

In the main room, the ghost in the wedding dress suddenly straightened up, and after looking back, she was clamped by a snow-white jade hand, and in an instant, she pulled out the stepping bed, and was pulled out of a crescent moon in the air, and then it was smashed into the ground.

The cobweb-like cracks opened in an instant, occupying the entire ground in the house, and the ghost in the wedding dress was half smashed into the ground and did not move for a long time.

Next to the deep pit, the girl dressed in red and wearing a ponytail over her waist slowly turned her head, smiled sweetly, and shouted "Brother Xun".