Hua Xiangrong looked at the motionless man on the bed.

This man was born extremely good-looking, with a carved face and distinct facial features.

Even if he was asleep like this, the whole person exuded a kind of king aura that was mighty in the world, and the black hair was scattered, but it was messy, adding a bit of evil spirit.

It was hard for her to imagine that this sleeping beautiful man was the rumored man who tyrannically killed seven wives.

It's just that?

Today is the night of candles in their cave room.

Is he asleep?

Still is?

An ominous feeling flooded over my heart.

She reached out her little hand and probed between the man's snorts.

I couldn't help but stumble to the ground in fright, he died?

The little white porcelain-like face turned even whiter, trembling all over, and breathing heavily.

This time, which one are you playing?

Are you kidding?

Since he was a child, he had no father and no mother, and was sold by traffickers, and in the end, in order to repay the kindness of Yunfu's meal, he actually agreed to marry Sister Yun on behalf of others.

Marry someone, marry someone, how can you marry a dead person?

She shook the handsome man lying on the bed, "Hey? Are you really dead? ”

Isn't it, she married with the heart of sending death, but she didn't expect that it wasn't her who died?

After thinking for a while, she took off the phoenix crown on her head, took off her wedding dress, and prepared to escape.

When I rushed to the door of the outer room, I found that the door had been locked, and the window was nailed.

Helpless, Hua Xiangrong returned to the side of the bed and looked at the man on the bed.

A deep sigh.

It's a pity that such a graceful man actually died.

She leaned her face closer to look at it.

Suddenly, a pair of obsidian-like eyes suddenly crashed into her eyes.

There was a cold light in the man's cold eyes, as if he was going to pinch her to death in the next second.

Hua Xiangrong shivered, her back was cold, and she took several steps back.

"Who are you?"

The man's voice was like a 10,000-year-old Xuanbing, which deepened the fear in Hua Xiangrong's heart a little.

She whispered back, "I...... I'm Yun Xiangshang. ”

"Get out."

"Oh."

Hua Xiangrong didn't think about it, so she ran outside.

When I ran to the door, I remembered that the door was locked, and the windows were nailed.

So, she boldly returned to the inner room, walked to the bedside, pointed to the outside of the bead curtain, and the little milk cat's soft voice said, "The door is locked." ”

Unexpectedly, she dared to run back boldly, the man got up, and his big hand directly grabbed Hua Xiangrong's neck.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Hua Xiangrong's face was flushed with breathlessness, and he instinctively defended, and broke the big hand on his neck with his hand, but his strength was too small to break it.

Just when Hua Xiangrong thought that he was going to hang up on the first day of marriage, the man suddenly let go of his hand, fell backwards, and passed out again.

Hua Xiangrong gasped for breath, never felt that the air was so good.

After calming her breath, she stepped forward to check and make sure that the man was not harmful, and then she collapsed to the ground.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was too dangerous just now.

In the end, she decided to tie up the man.

In this way, when he wakes up again, he will not be able to threaten himself.

She used everything that could be used in this room, including the wedding tent, which she also ripped off, tore it into pieces, and then braided a rope.

tied her newlywed husband, Fu Jiuchen, the ninth prince of the Apocalypse, tightly and tightly.

When she was done, she was hungry and began to look for food in her room again.