Huang Lingfeng stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the small village full of fireworks in the moonlight, in a daze, and also looked at the body as if it was not his own, and carried the bride out of the "car" and entered the village.

How can I describe this feeling, it's like watching a small video from a first-person perspective, seeing and hearing something, but the video content is according to the script, not my original intention.

The village is built against the mountain, and it is adjacent to the cliff, and there are only about 100 people in total.

At this time, they all flocked to the entrance of the village, with yellow charms on their heads, crying and laughing, numbness and dullness, and jealousy beyond recognition.

Huang Lingfeng estimated that he might have really retired when the old man said "retreat", so he triggered some kind of spell or ability?

Or is there something wrong with the bride's paws? After all, until now, the two of them are also "like glue", hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, and have never been separated for a moment.

"Returning from afar, tired of traveling and driving, let the next person hold this bag, why bother holding it in your arms all the time?"

After the bride said, an old woman took a few steps forward to take Huang Lingfeng's shoulder bag, he subconsciously withdrew his hand, but it was completely useless, but he waved his hand and slowly spoke.

"The lady doesn't know, I went down the mountain this time, I didn't find anything on the side, but I found an object, I think the lady should like it, and I will show it to the lady for a while."

The bride turned her head mechanically and looked straight at him, Huang Fuhou's eyes were dull, and she even nodded, pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty, and "laughed".

"The princess can return safely, and the concubine has nothing to ask for, so it is up to the princess."

Huang Lingfeng was quite curious, what was going on in this village? Because of the magic ability, playing role-playing? But what about the yellow fu? Does this bride really think of herself as her husband?

Putting aside her weird image, but these few words, I can hear how much she cares about "Xianggong".

The old man who drove the cattle took a few steps forward and said loudly to everyone around: "Today's red and white are happy, our village has not welcomed newcomers for many years." ”

"It just so happens that today is also the birthday of Lord Chenghuang, everyone, hurry up and prepare to let the newcomers worship the church, and then... Funeral! ”

Huang Lingfeng's heart sank, sure enough, the old custom of Fengcun was to bury the newlyweds to sacrifice the city god, and this city god was probably not a good product, and he really accepted the sacrifice.

It is said that when the four olds were broken, there were also fatalities.

He carried a bag in his left hand, and his right hand was grabbed by the bride, and he was at the mercy of the villagers like a marionette.

The bride's vacant gaze never left his face, and his rough, dry palms smoothed his folds, and his nails were more than an inch long, but they were so mechanical and careful that they did not even touch his hair.

During this period, several hairy women touched his body and was almost torn alive by the bride.

Huang Lingfeng nodded in his heart, he didn't know what the role of others was, this bride was probably an infatuated woman who loved a man, waited for him to return home, and finally got her wish.

If only there was no match on the door of the head.

Huang Lingfeng was like a spectator, watching the villagers hang a dilapidated City God Temple with dark lanterns, and from a distance, it looked like eager eyes waiting for the entrance of the living sacrifice.

The old man who drove the cattle didn't know when he changed into the costume of the ancient master of ceremonies, just like a white filial piety suit, and knocked the gong in his hand, "Everyone, there is still a moment to go, get ready, the auspicious time is just around the corner." ”

Huang Lingfeng squinted at the City God Temple, and a strange but somewhat familiar feeling came to his mind. Spiritual power?

Sure enough, it has something to do with the demon envoy, a hundred ghosts walk at night, and do some things in the underworld.

He was thinking about it, when he suddenly saw the bride turning her head to look at him, wooden, softly, "What are you laughing at?" ”

The "Xianggong" shook his head, and in the old man's frowning, he actually took out a jade bracelet from Huang Lingfeng's shoulder bag, rubbed the bride's dry and withered hands, and put it on for her little by little.

"It's been a long time, it's still this rule, it's okay... Lan'er, you often blame me for not replying to letters, never coming back to see you, blaming me for failing you, and now... And I came back to testify my will. ”

Huang Lingfeng was confused, where did the bracelet come from? In addition to miscellaneous tools, he only has...

It sounds like "Xianggong" has long known that he will die when he comes back, but he still comes back, why?

Noisy, chaotic, and efficient, just as Huang Lingfeng was thinking about how to crack the "puppet" state, he was already standing in the open space outside the ruined temple with the bride, and the shoulder bag had already been thrown aside.

Dozens of pairs of eyes around him looked straight at him, with yellow charms on their heads, and the villagers with dull faces danced and celebrated.

"The auspicious time has come, the newlyweds worship ~~~~"

In the singing of the old man who drove the cow like a ghost, Huang Lingfeng held the bride, step by step, little by little, in the expectation and urgency of the villagers, and entered the temple.

In the dark, there are two red candles and three residual incense, there is no heaven and earth table, and there will be no so-called relatives and friends.

Taking the table of heaven and earth and replacing it, it is a black coffin under the red candle, behind the coffin, a statue of the city god that is still intact, with a kind face, sitting in the middle.

"Worship heaven and earth~~~"

Huang Lingfeng couldn't take back control of his body at all, so he could only watch himself and the bride bow down to the dark coffin.

The coffin also slowly opened under this bow, revealing the extravagant arrangement in it, like a new house.

"Erbai High Hall~~~"

No one accepted this salute, but Huang Lingfeng only felt that there was a condescending gaze, and when he got up after the salute, he barely controlled his gaze to look up, but the statue of the city god seemed to be lowering his gaze and smiling.

Greed, desire.

"Husband and wife worship each other~~~"

The two turned around at the same time, facing each other, holding the knife in their hands at the same time, not startled, not angry, raising each other's wrists, slowly and resolutely.

The wind is rising, and blood is flowing.

"Sent to the cave room ~~~"

Blood stained the footsteps of the two red, mottled all the way, and went straight forward, where they went, it was the pitch-black coffin.

Huang Lingfeng only felt a little in a trance, and suddenly heard the bride's words ringing in his ears, "Xianggong, but you don't want to?" ”

In confusion, Huang Lingfeng chuckled, nodded, and shook his head, "Willing, not willing." ”

Whether it is a dark lamp or a happy candle, the moment the coffin is covered, accompanied by the bride's faint sigh, the inside and outside are separated.

Huang Lingfeng only felt that his eyes were dark, and his palms were empty. A wet magic circle, like a tongue, pressed against the coffin lid, pressing down to the sky.

I don't know if it was the hallucination of excessive blood loss, Huang Lingfeng actually felt that he had taken back control of his body, he chuckled lightly and muttered to himself, "Half of it." ”

Outside the temple

Cao Chengcheng was like a pig, tied up with five flowers, surrounded by thick smoke from firewood, and the eyes of the villagers were gloomy green.

In the void, a voice was majestic and solemn, "Send the newcomer, enjoy the sacrifice, everyone, light the fire." ”

Cao Chengcheng shook his head, "That woman's husband went down to work in the mountains and died in the mine, and now he only lives with his daughter, won't your conscience hurt?" Yes, you don't have a conscience. ”

The voice sneered, "Conscience? I've fed that thing to the dogs a long time ago. ”

"Besides, you see, under my influence, their lives are in order, and there are many fewer disputes, am I not also benefiting one side?"

Cao Chengcheng watched the villagers light the fire, and the flames instantly wrapped him along the unknown fuel, and he didn't panic at all, "It seems that Li Dong only told you that Huang Lingfeng got the Heavenly Order." ”

The voice was silent for a while, "So what?" ”

Cao Chengcheng sneered and shook his head, and suddenly roared, "The statue of the city god in the temple!" ”

The voice sneered for a while, "In vain, you still expect the people of the Demon Suppression Division to come and save you?" I have already arranged for someone to secretly observe, Huang Lingfeng, it is a person who comes... Well? ”

Suddenly, the red candle remnants of incense, the dark lamp firewood, all the fireworks were extinguished at the same time, and a slender figure rose up in the moonlight, his eyes seemed to have a divine light, and he stepped on the wheel of fire and fell in the air.

The clouds scattered, the mountains trembled, and the temples were broken, like shattered.

The yellow talisman on the foreheads of all the villagers spontaneously combusted without wind, and they instantly went limp, leaving only a sound that resounded through the sky, "Sun Xueyao? No way! Why are you here? ”

Sun Xueyao was holding a lollipop in her mouth, and the tiger teeth were written proudly, "Hehe, old thing, I didn't expect it, right?" Beautiful girls have their own tricks~~~"

The old man who drove the cattle straightened up and bent slightly, and his eyes flashed, "Sun Xueyao, I advise you not to meddle in your business." The Sun family is powerful, but..."

As soon as the old man's words fell, three figures appeared silently, surrounding Sun Xueyao in the middle, "But a level 2 demon envoy died in the barren mountain, and the Sun family... I can't find our hundred ghosts walking at night. ”

Sun Xueyao swept around the three people, and finally stared at the coffin that was still sealed, patting her chest, "1 level 3, 3 level 2, tsk... Scared people to death. ”

"People also advise you to open the coffin and release the person. Otherwise... Hum. ”

The old man sneered, and the four of them took a step closer at the same time.

"Looks like you're having to be nosy? It's good... Hey, I have heard for a long time that the Sun family's combat power is superb, with fine skin and tender meat, and the old man... I'd love to try it. ”

Sun Xueyao was still smiling like a flower, looking the old man up and down, pouting disdainfully, "Old Bangzi, take care of yourself by urinating?" ”

The old man laughed, waved one hand, and the four of them stepped forward at the same time.

"You broke the statue of the city god, but you just ruined one of the eyes."

"Another eye, hehe... It's in the coffin. Huang Lingfeng was hit by my technique, and it was impossible to break through the formation eye... In 10 minutes, he would be reduced to a puddle of blood. ”

"I'm at the peak of level 3, and the three of them are also at the peak of level 2, I want to see how Miss Sun can use level 2 energy to defeat the four of me in 10 minutes..."

Before the words fell, a sudden "poof" was heard, followed by a black shadow breaking through six stone walls in a row, and a long wail falling down the cliff.

Sun Xueyao still maintained a punching posture, and her skinny jeans set off her slender legs full and round.

The fire ignited from behind her, and because of the location of the light source, it was impossible to see her pretty face, but the golden eyes were extremely conspicuous, and the fire inside rose up, as if it was about to burn everything in her field of vision.

"Level 2 peak, that's it?"

The remaining three looked at each other in horror, and the steps forward froze in mid-air, neither falling nor receiving, and then as if they were aroused by something, they shouted angrily at the same time, and surrounded them on three sides.

The old man held a three-foot Qingfeng hidden ghost fire in his hand, and his mouth was full of words, and after a while, dozens of evil ghosts rushed out of the ground and pounced on Sun Xueyao.

The other two people had mourning sticks mixed with the yin wind, and everywhere they went, the flowers and plants withered, and the sand and stones were rotten, and they were quite powerful.

However, in the face of the enemy's absolute numerical superiority, Sun Xueyao just pulled the corners of her mouth, bowed her head, and met the enemy.

Punches everywhere, the soul is scattered, the legs are swept, the wind is hot, and in the face of the offensive of almost crowd tactics, it is unexpectedly... Gaining the upper hand?

The old man saw that the army of demons was like moths to a fire, and he couldn't help but tear his eyes, and the corners of his mouth oozed blood, and then jumped back one after another, withdrawing from the battle circle.

"Damn, shit! Who is this Nizi's natal heroic spirit! Why is it so ferocious..."

The old man gritted his teeth fiercely, pinched the trick and recited a spell, causing a gust of yin wind and a reappearance of evil ghosts.

Sun Xueyao avoided the mourning stick, saw an opportunity, and when she retreated and advanced, she pressed the heads of the two level 2 demon envoys with both hands and collided violently in front of her.

The brains burst and blood flew everywhere.

is still the proud figure, still the alluring red face, the body is spotless, and in front of him, the corpse is convulsed.

"Alright, your minions are all quacked, then... Your turn. ”

As Sun Xueyao was talking, she suddenly felt a sharp tremor under her feet, and the old man stabbed the long sword into the earth, and suddenly pulled it out, flying sand and stones, as if bringing out a piece of blood.

A giant hand broke out of the ground, accompanied by continuous vibrations, and a dark blue city god colossus glowed with dark light, and the person stood up.

Chenghuang is nearly three feet tall, with a gathering of ghosts in his hands, teeth and claws, just like a general who leads troops to fight on the battlefield, as long as he waves his big hand, he will eat Sun Xueyao completely.

"Little Nizi, the old man wants to see how good you can be in front of this city god!"

Sun Xueyao didn't care much about it, and was about to make a quick decision, when she suddenly heard Cao Chengcheng yell, "Be careful behind your back!" ”

She looked back and turned around, only to see a villager holding a knife in his hand, looking panicked, as if his body was out of control, stabbing at herself.

Sun Xueyao was stunned for a moment, but saw another figure crashing into him at the same time.

Oh roar, bad food.