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Pei Jing clenched her sweaty palms tightly, her heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst out of her chest.

As the heir of the Hedong Pei family, he also followed the elders of the clan to hunt alien species, and even went to the endless sea, and saw those deep-sea monsters that usually lived in the abyss and occasionally surfaced from afar.

However, the feeling those aliens gave him was far less eerie and terrifying than the lifeless welcoming team in front of him.

There is no way.

Sun Xinzhi took a deep breath, stepped forward, and walked towards a 16- or 17-year-old girl who was nestled in the arms of her parents in the aisle.

What are you doing?!

Pei Jing reacted abruptly and reached out to stop Sun Xinzhi.

engagement!

Sun Xinzhi said in a deep voice: Mr. Pei Xiaolang, I know this girl, she is the daughter of the Zhang family who does silk business in Yongfengfang, Luoyang, she just got engaged this year, and she will marry in two years.

This wedding party is here to greet the bride, and if we don't give them a bride, we'll all die.

Varied

Pei Jing turned her head to look at the girl with panic eyes, her parents were protecting her behind in a panic.

Pei Jing felt extremely absurd, and Chaosun Xinzhi said in disbelief: Sacrifice the people of Yu State first, is this the style of your Zhen Fusi?

The muscles on Sun Xinzhi's face twitched, and he shouted in a low voice: If there is another way, would I be willing to do it?

Pei Silang, you are also a student of the academy, you should know that it is impossible not to pay a price to deal with aliens.

Killing one's own people and killing others, this has been the case for Zhenfusi for hundreds of years.

伱

Pei Jing wanted to say more, but Sun Xinzhi preemptively said: The fourth generation of my grandson family worked for the Zhen Fusi, and my two elder brothers died at the hands of other people. I couldn't even retrieve the bones, so I had to build two more in the ancestral grave. Clothes mound.

You can accuse the Zhenfu Department of cruelty and inhumanity,

But you can criticize frankly, all based on the fact that Zhenfusi is like a dam, stopping the demons for the country of Yu.

After finishing speaking, he swung Pei Jing's arm hard, and forcibly pulled the girl from the hands of the middle-aged couple, ignoring the other party's struggle and crying, and pulled her towards the front of the car.

Perhaps it was Sun Xinzhi's actions that triggered the strange rules. The groom in front of the train smiled more clearly, and actually took out a large red cloth from his arms.

This piece of cloth is called covering the knees, which is used to cover the bride's head to prevent others from seeing the bride's face. In a sense, it is the so-called red hijab.

The groom took out the knee pads, which means he is willing to accept the bride.

He Fanshuang watched this scene with squinted eyes, and just about to take a step,

Wan Lao shouted first, Enough!

He stopped Sun Xinzhi's movements, There is still a chance, think about it, according to the wedding ceremony, what will happen to the man when he first enters the door?

encounter

Sun Xinzhi froze for a moment, and couldn't help but let go of the girl's hand.

According to the wedding ceremony, after the groom dismounts, he will open the door and walk into the woman's house. The woman's relatives can take advantage of this opportunity and shout, The son-in-law is a wife's dog, so you can kill him without question and pretend to beat the groom, but the groom cannot fight back.

Hearing that they had come up with a solution, Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to recite the poem in a drawn-out voice at the front of the car, Get off—horse—come.

You let go first.

Wan Lao asked Sun Xinzhi to let go of the girl who couldn't stop crying, and stood in the middle of the aisle, untied the hidden chanting needles from the belt with thin palms, and held them in his hands, Success or failure depends on one action. .”

The night wind is cold and cold, and the dense forests on both sides of the railroad track are integrated with the night, shaking with the cold wind.

Okay-ok-let-discuss-quantity.

The moment the word quantity was spoken, the two grooms at the front and rear of the car stepped off the horse together,

And Wan Lao also threw countless needles towards the front and back of the train.

Those welcoming men in red didn't even groan, they were pierced through their foreheads with a chanting needle, and their whole bodies exploded into dry shreds with a bang.

Pei Jing's flying sword, He Fanshuang's talisman paper, and Sun Xinzhi's magic technique followed closely behind, followed by the needle, and tore apart countless paper figurines.

Li Ang also took this opportunity to release his mind power, bombarding the paper figurine in front of him, and continued to raise his voice, reciting the line The son-in-law is a wife's dog, you can kill him without question.

The two grooms at the front and rear of the car were erratic, like incoherent photos, but they were actually dodging their attacks and did not try to fight back.

After a few breaths, the more than a hundred paper figurines were all swept away, and red paper scraps were everywhere on the ground.

But the two grooms were always able to avoid the attacks of several monks.

Hit—kill—no—

Unable to attack for a long time, Li Ang could only lengthen his tone, but the time limit was up.

The figures of the two grooms stopped flickering instantly, and their eyes were fixed on Wan Lao and Li Ang, who threatened them the most.

!

Wan Lao's body trembled, and he felt a cold current go straight through his heart and spleen,

He subconsciously looked at his feet, but saw that the style and color of the boots he was wearing were changing rapidly, from green boots to black boots.

Even the trouser legs are turning red.

Ho ho—

Wan Lao gasped violently with his eyes wide open, tried his best to release his thoughts, and broke his feet from his knees.

Click!

Blood splattered and splashed on the faces of the surrounding passengers, causing even more intense screams of panic. The girl who was pulled out by Sun Xinzhi wiped the blood on her face and passed out directly.

but.

Wan Lao's transformation continued, his thin body became tall and straight, the wrinkles on his old face quickly faded, and his whole body was suspended in mid-air, motionless.

Wan Lao?

Pei Jing felt her scalp go numb, and asked softly.

Wan Lao suddenly opened his eyes, his face changed into that of a bridegroom, and he said with a smile: Tonight, the weaver girl came to the world, and I have nothing to do with the mirror; I have a peach blossom face, so I don't need makeup or powder to pollute my face.

His body with the broken leg fell downwards, connecting to the legs standing on the spot, without a trace of scars visible.

Not only him, but also the front and rear of the car, the three grooms spoke at the same time, reciting the next couplet of welcoming poems in unison - Poetry for Makeup.

This means in the welcoming ceremony that the groom has seen the bride, and the next step is to pick her up.

Haotian is above.

Sun Xinzhi looked desperate and muttered to himself.

The other party just took a look, and Wan Lao was transformed into a paper man groom.

How are you doing?

Makeup Poetry is very long, He Fanshuang flashed to Li Ang, asked quickly, and wrote a talisman, pasted it on Li Ang's chest, trying to suppress the transformation.

Li Ang's body trembled slightly, his ears were ringing strongly, and he couldn't hear what He Fanshuang was saying at all.

All he knew was that he was standing where he was, the colors of his clothes were constantly changing, and even the muscles in his feet were twisting and twitching, and he gradually lost control, becoming like dry paper.

The paper groom's curse extended all the way up his feet, and wherever he went, his body lost control.

The lessons learned by the Pei family's guards and Wan Lao are right in front of them, if this continues, he will undoubtedly die.

With a wry smile deep in his heart, Li Ang took a deep breath, and finally let go of Mosi's restriction.

hum!

Mosi, who had been suppressed for several months, suddenly woke up, and quickly walked along Li Ang's body, piercing bones, muscles, and blood vessels with a more ferocious posture.

Then, he ran into the paper man curse head-on.