Ning Weichen was stunned and suddenly raised his head.

"I want to marry him."

"In ...... When the snow falls. ”

Ye Sheng walked halfway, then raised his hand and took off the red hijab that was in the way. When the people of the King's Union saw this scene, their eyes widened all of a sudden, unlike the villagers who were now making vows devoutly, they all looked at Ye Sheng in horror. Watch Ye Sheng go up, throwing away the pearl hairpin as he goes.

If it weren't for the wig being worn too firmly, Ye Sheng probably wanted to pull off the wig that was in the way.

People came in one after another, and the patriarch began to close the door.

The light slowly tightened, and all the light was condensed into one person. From top to bottom, illuminating his thin figure, like a waterfall of raven hair and blood like a wedding dress.

The people in the King's Union were in mixed moods, and Ye Sheng was no longer "pretending" at all when he came to the end. The pale jawline was tight, and the eyes were full of bitter hatred and murderous intent. The King's Union never imagined that it could see two feelings of "iron blood" and "cold coldness" in a bride.

Because of the obstructive wedding dress, Ye Sheng didn't go fast. On both sides are family letters from the hunt, and the paper looks like streamers. After entering the Night Crying Ancient Village, everything he experienced made him hate this village so much. Whether it's three reincarnations, the disgusting memories that are washed away. Or three missions a day, danger everywhere.

In the three reincarnations, everyone I met was filled with blood, tears, and calculations.

Bai Xu, Medusa, Guan Qianqiu, Nan Ke, Meng Hongfu......

"Light this soul incense, and after you enter, you will be a guest of our Night Crying Ancient Village, and the ancestors will bless you for fifteen days."

"Wait a minute, the bride is going to do it here, [see each other, you can come out and have a look."

"How can there be a dreamcatcher here?"

"At night in the ancient village, there is black fog everywhere outside, it is the dream of a deformed child!"

"Ge Sheng Mengchu, vines in the wild. Yu Mei died here, who was alone with him. ”

"Frost and snow for a period of time, the ancestors have appeared! The ancestors have appeared! ”

"Do you want me to introduce myself, Dream Stealer?"

"Nanke, where are you going!"

"Daydreaming refers to the fantasies and images that arise in the mind when a person is awake. It is usually the deepest desire and ambition of the human heart. ”

"Child, do you see, you and I have the same dream."

"The name of the red whisk was also changed by her, maybe she just wants to follow the example of the red whisk and run at night, ha, naïve!"

"Give me the key!"

"Please, give me the key, I'm just, I just want to look at him......"

Squeak!

The patriarch closed the door.

Reincarnation opens, life and death converge!

Ye Sheng came to the end. Words began to appear on the spirit tablets of the ancestors of the Meng family.

Ye Sheng waited patiently for him to appear. Slowly, everything around him seemed to turn gray, and only the spirit card on that side emitted an eternal cold light in the darkness. Ye Sheng raised his head, and the wind blew the hem of the wedding dress, as well as his long hair.

The gun he had been holding in his hand was finally pulled out.

Ye Sheng looked at this, the last reincarnation made himself pious and made a wish [The gods only felt sarcastic.

The last memory is Meng Hongfu's poignant questioning.

"Shut up! Are you worshipping God or your own desires? ”

…… Do you worship God or your own desires?

Ye Sheng recalled his last desperate and pious confession, and the lines like a mechanical dial in his eyes deepened. Blood-red, spreading like a spider's web, brutal and dangerous.

He was wearing a wedding dress, raised his arms, pointed his gun at the spirit card of the ancestor of the Meng family, and his tone was indifferent.

The voice was as soft as snow.

Ye Sheng pressed the trigger.

"Yes, if I have no desire, God should come and worship me."

Chapter 177: Crying at Night Ancient Village (24)

The bullet pierced through the spirit card of the ancestor of the Meng family.

At the same time that the spirit card was torn apart, this void space was also infinitely pulled.

Bang!

The staircase behind him was collapsing, and the whole dead ground was crumbling.

The pure white dazzling light broke through the darkness from above, Ye Sheng couldn't help but close his eyes, and after losing his vision, his sense of touch became extremely clear. The next second, he felt a chill that fell on his eyebrows, like a cold kiss.

The cold and dewy wind swept across his fingertips, and Ye Sheng opened his eyes again, slightly stunned.

He was still crying at night in the temple of the mountain behind the ancient village.

Just came out of the Dead Land, he ...... Came to the [Birthplace].

Different from the bloody beauty of [Dead Land], the temple of [Living Land] lacks that evil spirit, mainly black and white, solemn and cold, and the white family letters are like a long plain thread.

The temple was empty.

The temple door is wide open, and there is a misty rime outside, and a dark red ancient building opposite the suspension bridge looms in the morning mist.

He...... Came out? What about Ning Weichen?

Ye Sheng put the gun away. He disliked the pearl hairpin before, and he had already dismantled it cleanly, so the green silk was particularly messy. He was wearing a wedding dress and walked down quickly, the ancestor of the Meng family is dead, will Ning Weichen come out?

He was anxious, so he walked very fast, and he almost ran to the back of the Jongmyo Temple, where he had asked for his name before.

If something really happened to Ning Weichen here, he even wanted to burn this southwest dense forest and let everyone be buried with him.

Ye Sheng shouted: "Ning Weichen!"

He wore a wedding dress and walked on the [Huangquan Road] where he had been married before.

This time, there are no permanent lights, only the night pearl permanently inlaid on the sky wall.

Halfway through him, he suddenly heard a violent vibration in his ears.

"Bang", stones and dust fell from the sky, Ye Sheng raised his head and squinted, knowing that this place was about to collapse.

He destroyed the spirit card of the ancestor of the Meng family, not only did the [Dead Land] disappear, but the [Living Land] Sect Temple also fell.

But he didn't find Ning Weichen.

Ye Sheng's face was pale, his eyes were red, and the sharp and crazy hatred and anger that had carved into his soul when he was born returned to his bones at this moment.

In "Grotesque City", he drove through the torrential blood rain and caught up with Cheng Xiaoqi just to let Ning Weichen out. At that time, he didn't think much about it, but now standing alone in the dark and empty temple, facing his lover whose life and death were uncertain, Ye Sheng suddenly experienced an extreme emptiness.

After three reincarnations, Ye Sheng's state has not been good. Now wearing a bright red wedding dress, his face is becoming more and more pale, but the anger between his eyebrows and eyes is too heavy, and his expression is a little cruel and distorted in the dark light and shadow.

Ye Sheng is a person who is even fragile and dangerous. His heart was overflowing with extreme emotions, his brain was aching, and the red butterfly on his shoulder began to burn. The blood all over my body seemed to be pouring into the birthmark.

"Ning Weichen!"

"Ning Weichen!"

Zongmiao was falling, but he didn't retreat, he walked all the way forward, and after shouting a few times in a dumb voice, he confirmed that there was no one here, and then gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

Huge rocks are falling from all around.

Ye Sheng's reaction speed was extremely fast, and before the stone was pressed down, he shot directly, knocking the stone into powder. A sharp stone touched his forehead, oozing a tiny amount of blood.

The green silk swept across his cheeks, and Ye Sheng's eyes were filled with deep hatred.

He hated the feeling of not being in his control.

He hated Ning Weichen even more for disappearing around him!

A sharp pain welled up in his brain, the birthmark was hot, and some shattered images seemed to pass before his eyes.

He saw the black reef, the moon under the sea, the pearl shells, the jellyfish coral, and a mountain of bloody corpses. Above the mountain of corpses sits a child with long platinum blonde hair. Although he is young, he is so bad and born. He looked down at him, his eyebrows crooked, and the corners of his lips were malicious mockery.

"Ah, the game is over in Mermaid Bay, and it looks like I won."

When I was a child, my temper would only be worse than now, and my immature arm wiped the blood from my lips, even if I crawled, I crawled over, dragged the man's long hair like moonlight, and dragged him down from the mountain of corpses.

"Do you want to die?" The man's tone was cold, and his eyes were full of contempt and murderous intent.

And I also want to bite a piece of meat off him.

It's just that the red butterflies are burning hot.

All fragmented memories that do not correspond to this life will be quickly erased in his mind.

Ye Sheng walked out of the stone chamber and returned to the temple, finding that the entire back mountain was shaking. The beams and pillars cracked, the spirit cards scattered, and the steps were shattered.

Choking on the smoke, he exhaled deeply, swallowed the blood gushing out of his throat, and walked out quickly. But he stayed here for too long, and he didn't leave the collapsed place in the first place, and it was difficult to leave later.

The consequences of the fall of A+ heresy are earth-shattering. The temple was built on a hill, and now the mountain is about to fall. The temple door was slowly closing, as if it was going to fall into darkness forever with the ancestors of the Meng family.

Ye Sheng didn't want to die here, he still had to go to Ning Weichen.

He always felt that Ning Weichen was not dead.

Ye Sheng's face was blood, green silk, and dust. He walked forward quickly, raised his arms, and shot open the closing temple door with his gun.

But in the end, the temple gate was actually frozen by a frost!

The blue frost froze, the bone-eating chill seeped in.

Ye Sheng looked at the frost, like falling into an ice cellar, and was stunned in place. His pupils narrowed to a point, and his hands began to tremble. He had come into contact with an unknown number of A-class heretics and A+ heretics, but none of them were as dangerous as this silver blue.

The only thing that can get close to it may be the coffin basement of the Changming Mansion, when I first met the king of stories.

Ye Sheng's face became more and more pale, and he maintained the posture of holding the gun, but fortunately, the frost did not continue to spread.

It just climbed up the temple gate and then clattered and shattered with the door.

The harsh white light came in, and the wind with the snow particles blew in.

Ye Sheng looked outside, only to realize that it was actually snowing in the ancient village of Night Crying.

It's no longer the scorching snow that [Dead Land] saw.