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

Jiang Zijin could hardly restrain the scream in her throat.

"Blood--"

A pair of cold hands covered her eyes.

"Don't look now."

The ghost groom pressed against her ear, his breath was cold.

"Don't look."

Jiang Zijin felt something heavy hit the ground with a 'bang'!

She finally understood what the system meant by 'all people'.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"Help!"

"what!!!"

She felt that she was being squeezed and shoved, and there were sharp and piercing screams in her ears, as well as some girls' cries for help and screams.

The skull was chewed until it made a 'squeak' sound, and the sound of chewing flesh was amplified several times and passed into his mind.

Jiang Zijin's sight was tightly blocked by a hand.

If she could open her eyes, she would see four or five girls in wedding dresses appearing at the door of the original main room, being eaten raw by little ghosts crawling on all fours.

Their eyes are golden, and their tails, which look like wolf tails, hang down and sweep the ground, eating raw meat irrationally like complete livestock.

Jiang Zijin was about to go crazy, she vaguely guessed what happened not far away.

But she couldn't see clearly, countless bloody and terrifying scenes flashed in her mind, and her imagination was further stimulated in the darkness.

"衿...衿..."

Jiang Zijin heard the familiar voice again. The sound of limbs crawling on the ground was actually very different from the sound made by people walking with two feet, so she recognized it immediately.

The heavy breathing that belonged to a beast made her hairs explode in an instant.

—A werewolf?

The horrifying raw eating at the entrance of the main room lasted for a full 5 minutes before it subsided. There were several pools of unknown blood on the ground, the stumped limbs and arms, and the monsters all disappeared.

The ghost groom pressed against her ear, his voice soft.

"you guess......"

"who is it?"

The hands on Jiang Zijin's eyes gradually moved away, the tip of her nose was reddish, the end of her eyes were also wet, her curled eyelashes trembled, she looked extremely helpless.

Blood trickled down the door.

And beside her, stood a dark coffin.

Unable to stand still, Jiang Zijin reluctantly leaned on the ghost groom and was supported by him.

"Go and have a look."

Where did Jiang Zijin dare to look over, the pool of blood seemed to have appeared for no reason, spreading two or three meters away from the entrance of the hall.

Kang Qing said, "Don't you want to find that beast?"

"Do you know what it is?"

There was an ominous premonition in Jiang Zijin's heart, the candle lamp on the altar began to shake again, and suddenly, the candle flame was extinguished in the main room!

The man behind him disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Zijin took a few steps back and leaned against the altar table with her back. Her face was pale and she was so frightened that she couldn't breathe.

Suddenly, a pair of hands lifted her up from the ground!

Jiang Zijin couldn't move, the situation was exactly the same as when she visited the hall before, her body didn't seem to be her own, she was rigidly at the mercy of 'people'.

'boom'

The lid of the coffin was lifted, revealing the scarlet interior inside.

——She was carried into a coffin by 'people'.

'Boom--'

The coffin cover was lifted by invisible hands, and the coffin was closed back.

"Bride~red wedding dress~same quilt for birth~same hole for death~"

The sharp childish singing suddenly sounded, but the lyrics were not the one they sang before.

"Birth is the same quilt, death is the same acupuncture point. Life after life, the front edge will continue forever."

Jiang Zijin was stuffed in the coffin as if being pressed down on her body, her brain was clamoring for dizziness due to lack of oxygen.

The coffin was lifted from the ground.

The small space breeds great fear. She opened her mouth and struggled to breathe oxygen. There was still a gap in the coffin for her to breathe.

【calm. 】

The cold voice of the system suddenly sounded in my mind.

[Breathe slowly. 】

Jiang Zijin seemed to have grasped a small hope, her moist almond eyes were surrounded by a layer of fine mist, and she tried her best to calm down her violently heaving chest.

System 01: [Is it better? 】

Jiang Zijin's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of sweat, her wet red lips were buzzing, and she was gasping for breath, like a weak and blooming white rose, and the tails of her eyes were dazzled with astonishing beauty.

【I am here......】

[In the coffin. 】

The system said: [There is still half an hour until twelve o'clock. 】

Jiang Zijin feebly raised his hand to widen the gap on the coffin, but the coffin was like a heavy vessel, motionless.

System 01: [Save a little strength, it can't be opened. 】

Jiang Zijin curled up her body in fear, but fortunately she was thin enough to do it with slightly arched legs.

【what to do......】

She sniffled, tears rolling down the back of her eyes.

【Now how to do......? 】

System 01: [Don't be afraid. 】

【You will be fine. 】

Jiang Zijin cried softly, remembering what the system said about conserving her energy, she held back abruptly, and raised the back of her hand to wipe away the tears on her face.

【Werewolves...】

[Have they ever eaten humans? 】

The system was silent, and then said: [Don't you already know? 】

......

The coffin swayed left and right for a long time before stopping.

"Where's the bride?"

"Lying in a coffin."

"Dead or alive? Is there a gap for breathing?"

A younger voice said: "Keep it, stay it! How can I still not understand the rules of sacrifice, Mr. Evil God only wants to be alive..."

An older voice sounded next.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, hurry up and confirm the person, and open the coffin!"

"It's strange, why haven't I heard a sound inside for so long..."

"Don't really suffocate people...Xiao Ma, Xiao Liu, follow me to open the coffin!"

"Oh good!"

The heavy coffin board was pushed away——

When the villagers saw the sleeping bride wearing a wedding dress in the coffin, their breathing was stagnant, and their eyesight could not help being dull.

"Is this year's bride so beautiful?"

"Damn, where did you find someone..."

Jiang Zijin was lying in the scarlet coffin, her curled eyelashes were hanging down, her skin was pink and radiant, like a handful of fresh snow.Even in the dark, it seems to be glowing.

The thick black hair was scattered in the coffin, and the extreme beauty was shocking.

'Boom--'

Distant bells echoed in the night.

It's twelve o'clock.