Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

Believe it or not?

Jiang Zijin hesitated, and his hand was still pinched in the palm of his hand.

The clothes and attire of the person in front of him did not look like the villagers of Evil God Village.

If she is also a foreigner, why should she help her?And why did you take her to find clues about the ghost groom?

Jiang Zijin's hesitation was fully seen by him.

Bo Jingchen said, "Aren't you really curious?"

People on the street cast their gazes at them from time to time, sizing Jiang Zijin overtly or secretly.

Bo Jingchen glanced at the villagers, his lowered eyebrows and eyes calm.

"I know you are the bride of the evil god."

Jiang Zijin's pupils shrank slightly, "Why do you—"

Bo Jingchen: "In the morning, I saw with my own eyes that they sent you back."

Jiang Zijin's face turned slightly pale.

Bo Jingchen's dark eyes seemed to be surrounded by misty clouds.

"Don't you want to get rid of the ghost groom?"

He smiled, and his beautiful silver earrings jingled.

"The evil god of this world wants to drag you down to the underworld together."

......

Soon after the two left.

Next to the garbage bin at the corner of the street, a thin arm suddenly emerged from the dark brown soil, thin and dry, with only a layer of wrinkled skin wrapped around the fragile bones.

Stretching his arm into the trash can, he pulled out the pinched '囍' character from inside, and crawled back into the soil again.

The soil began to flow as if it was alive, and there were countless pale arms piled up in layers.

Like maggots, wriggling tightly.

.......

Bo Jingchen: "The village is small, and there is only so much room to live in. The ancestral graves are usually built on the hills."

Jiang Zijin followed behind him panting, and the two of them walked one after the other for almost two hours, but they still hadn't arrived at their destination.

Fortunately, the man's pace is not very fast, and she can barely catch up.

Bo Jingchen looked back at her, "Tired?"

Sweat slipped from her bright eyebrows and eyes onto her chin, Jiang Zijin pursed her lips, and raised the back of her hand to wipe off the sweat.

"good."

Bo Jingchen: "I can carry you on my back."

He was exploring the way ahead, and he had been walking for almost two hours without taking a breath, with a cold and indifferent expression.

Jiang Zijin looked at the heavy silver ornaments on his body: "..."

Bo Jingchen said lightly, "You won't have any problem if I recite two."

Jiang Zijin said 'oh', she was really exhausted, licked her dry lower lip, and opened her arms towards the man.

Bao Jingchen raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Zijin: "Didn't you say you could recite it?"

Her chin was raised slightly, and after sweating, her snow-white and beautiful face was flushed, her neck was thin and long, and her body was steaming.

Given the two options of being exhausted and being cheeky, a fool would choose the former.

01: "..."

Bo Jingchen walked up to her, "Weren't you wary of me before?"

Jiang Zijin played dumb: "No."

Bo Jingchen took a deep look at her, then bent down, supported Jiang Zijin's waist with one hand, raised her knees with the other, and hugged her horizontally.

Jiang Zijin hugged the man's neck, and his numb legs could be regarded as relaxed.

She blinked, "Can you do it?"

Bao Jingchen looked down at her, "What do you think?"

Jiang Zijin choked, "Okay."

The temperature on Bo Jingchen's body was very low, and Jiang Zijin could feel it from the moment he hugged her.

He also wears a lot of silver ornaments on his body. As he walks, the sound of silver knocking against each other can be heard endlessly. The muscle lines of his arms are full of explosive power, which can be fully felt through a thin layer of clothing.

The system told her to go with Bo Jingchen before, which meant that the system didn't think that Bo Jingchen would hurt her.

With it's words, Jiang Zijin let down his guard against him.

The road on the mountain was very steep, and Bao Jingchen held her very steadily. At some point, there was a strong wind blowing around, and the sound of the wind blew in his ears.

Jiang Zijin felt uneasy, "Isn't it here yet?"

She felt that the two had been walking for more than three hours. Seeing that the sun was about to set, their destination had not yet arrived.

Bo Jingchen: "Soon."

Jiang Zijin waited patiently for another half an hour.

The road in front of him became steeper and steeper, and the fog on the mountain became thicker as he went up. At this moment, Jiang Zijin could not see anything three meters away.

Jiang Zijin: "Why hasn't it arrived yet after so long?"

The chest of the man holding her was getting colder and colder, his body was stiff, as hard as a stone, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Jiang Zijin: "You put me down first, I can walk by myself."

Bo Jingchen walked with her in his arms for more than an hour at least, but she couldn't feel the slightest ups and downs in his chest, let alone take a breath.

Bo Jingchen: "It's okay, we'll be there soon."

Jiang Zijin: "Aren't you tired?"

Bo Jingchen: "Not tired."

Jiang Zijin clenched her lower lip, the sixth sense sounded the alarm in her heart.

With a trembling voice, she whispered, "Why don't we go back first?"

Bo Jingchen didn't speak, and continued to walk up with the man in his arms.

Jiang Zijin's palms began to sweat, and layers of goosebumps appeared on the arm that was attached to Bo Jingchen's chest.

It's been so long, even if Bo Jingchen doesn't feel tired, he still needs to take a breath, right?

Her left arm was pressed against his solid chest, but she couldn't feel any warmth, it was so hard, and there was not even a heartbeat.

Bo Jingchen: "What are you looking at?"

The male voice was constantly elongated, and it looked particularly gloomy in the mist.

A bright scarlet flashed in the man's cold eyes, he stopped and stood beside a tombstone.

Jiang Zijin's heart seemed to be squeezed tightly, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet to his heart.

"Are you looking for me?"

This is no longer Bo Jingchen's voice!

Jiang Zijin quickly jumped out of his arms, and ran down the hill in the opposite direction of the person. Before he had run a few steps, he was dragged back by the collar——

The face of 'Bo Jingchen' gradually changed slightly, and it was no different from the ghost groom she saw in her dream!

The man's appearance was strange and gorgeous, and his slender eyelashes were raised slightly, revealing those dark pupils, like the slowly flowing lake water at night.

"Girl."

He exudes a woody and floral scent, which is extremely strong and lingering, as strange as a spirit.

"Now you have found me."