The big red warm tent, the candles are auspicious, the gongs and drums are noisy, and the lights are colorful.

In the warm tent, Sheng Hua has exquisite makeup, and she has a hippo on her head, and today she is going to marry Changfeng as his wife.

Before a stick of incense, she also sketched a romantic picture of the future and the long wind respecting each other, Qin Se and Ming, but at this time, she was trembling all over, sweating on her cheeks, and she did not have the expectation and joy that she should have as a bride, but was full of shock and fear.

Just now, a picture suddenly appeared in her mind, she was lying on the bed lifeless in a bright red wedding dress, while the groom and the groom were holding a bloody dagger in his right hand and a bloody heart in his left hand.

This heart is obviously the unlucky lady who was lying on the bed, the right cavity was hollow, and the heart was gouged out and died.

Sheng Hua stood up violently and lifted the Xipa, carefully looked at the wedding dress on her body, and looked in the mirror in disbelief, observing the details of the room around her, it was really exactly the same as the picture layout in her mind!

It's over, she's the unlucky bride who didn't run away.

She couldn't figure out why Changfeng, who had always treated her very well, chose to kill herself, and why did she have a strange picture of her death in her mind?

She couldn't believe that this terrible picture was true, maybe it was just because she was too nervous and cranky before marriage.

She forced herself to calm down and kept taking deep breaths, but the picture of killing her wife in her mind was too real, no matter how she took a deep breath, she still suppressed her heart.

In another room, the groom, who was supposed to be toasting outside, was staring at a dagger in silence and gloomy face.

Meng Zhixue took a sharp dagger and asked, "What's the matter, did you regret it when you kicked at the door?" ”

"I-" Changfeng hesitated, after all, he really likes flowers, but just last night, there was a fairy who told him that as long as he took this dagger and dug out the bride's heart for his own use, he could get rid of this mortal world, be reborn, become a god like her, and be with the sky, this is the emperor's dream to come true.

Now the immortal who dreamed yesterday really appeared in front of him, with a stunning appearance and a dusty temperament, and there seemed to be a halo around his body that kept shining faintly, which was not comparable to ordinary people like him.

The fairy also told himself that the reason why he was able to have this opportunity to dig his heart was thanks to him, the bride who was about to pass through the door, was not an ordinary village woman, but a god from the divine realm.

How is this possible?

He found Sheng Hua in the mountains and wilderness, and he has been getting along with each other, although he has felt her different, but he would never have thought that she is an immortal from the god realm who has fallen into the human world.

Heart-digging, immortals?

The explosive information sent him dizzy.

But now such an opportunity to become a god is in front of him, as long as he does it, he can also be free in this world, no longer suffering from illness and life and death.

But the price is to kill his bride who is about to raise his eyebrows, gouge out her heart with his own hands and eat it.

It's incredible.

Meng Zhixue looked at Changfeng's hesitant expression, but she was not in a hurry, because no one had been able to resist this temptation so far.

None, one, example, outside.

"The road of the avenue is to abandon love and righteousness, you are grinding and chirping like this, even if there is a great opportunity in front of you, I am afraid that you will not be able to hold it." As he spoke, he was about to reach back his hand.

Changfeng grabbed the dagger suddenly, for fear that the opportunity to take a slow step would be gone, and the red light of the candle shone on his face.

Meng Zhixue laughed in her heart, it was expected.

Between being a fairy and his wife, in fact, Changfeng has long had a fixed mind.

After the dream last night, he had already deployed everything during the day, and repeatedly instructed his subordinates not to set foot in this courtyard, if it wasn't for Meng Zhixue giving him this dagger, the sword he hid would be even more advantageous, he was confident in his own strength, Sheng Hua was not his opponent.

Therefore, there were no other secret guards, for fear of disturbing Meng Zhixue, afraid that Sheng Hua would notice, and even more afraid that the dark guards would be self-defeating and rob him of his fairy dream.

Meng Zhixue then gave Changfeng a handful of white powder and said, "Sprinkle this on her, you can ensure that she can't move, but she still retains her self-awareness." ”

Approaching Changfeng, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "So that you can appreciate her despair when she was gouged out by her sweetheart, she was so painful that she couldn't do anything or even scream." ”

When Changfeng heard this, his pupils dilated instantly.

As the regent, there are many enemy parties that stand in the way, and he will also use thunderous means to suppress the other party.

But now it is the person you want to kill and torture.

For what Meng Zhixue said, he couldn't help but get goosebumps, it turned out that the immortals were not the beings who sacrificed themselves and saved the common people as mentioned in the book, and they were even more brutal and bloody than them mortals.

From the moment the other party let him kill his wife and preach, Changfeng knew that this dream was not a good person.

But in the end, he took the white powder.

But I couldn't help but think about the pros and cons: since my future wife is also a god, and you can become a god by eating her heart, isn't the person standing in front of me now a ready-made immortal?

Compared with the vicious and weird dream of Xuexue, Sheng Hua, who is dedicated to himself wholeheartedly and with all his might, is more conducive to his future path and development.

Thinking of this, Changfeng clenched the white powder in his hand.

Dream Zhixue's talent is demagoguery, and at this time, he felt Changfeng's other tricks, and said disdainfully: "I advise you not to think about what you don't have, when the time comes, stealing chickens and rice will not be a consequence that a mortal like you can bear." ”

Yes, mortal, he is still just a mortal, a mortal who can easily be pinched to death in the eyes of their gods.

Hearing Yume's warning, Changfeng realizes that there is no other option than to trust his fiancée with all his heart and not defend himself, and he can successfully obtain her heart.

Changfeng has already made up his mind, and Sheng Hua is still brainstorming, not to mention the strangeness of all this, if all this is true, how to avoid this death?

After all, the picture is too real, and the impact is too great.

In the picture, her complex eyes such as sadness and regret seem to be revealed, asking for help from her current self, she can't ignore it, and she can't help but care.

Regardless, she finally decided to believe in herself and save her future self.

The first way she thought of saving herself was to escape.

But this mansion is full of Changfeng's territory and manpower, even if he escapes, he will be discovered immediately, and after being caught, he is afraid that it will really reach the point of being poor.

If she hadn't torn her face yet, she would at least be able to take the initiative with the snake.

Sheng Hua paced in the room, looking uneasy, looking around, and first found a piece of Dong XZ into the wide sleeve.

"Squeak", I heard the door open, and Sheng Hua's palms were sweating.