Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

[Too slow, why isn’t she dead yet? 】

A red light flashed in the void, and the scarlet eyes were gloomy and strange. Countless black and red lines spread out behind the eyes, intertwined and densely packed.

The time and space in the entire living room seemed to be distorted, intertwined with inexplicably dazzling blue and red plaids.

For the first time in many years, there are uncertain factors in its rule, and it feels a great threat.

As long as the system the executor matches is still running, the executor is not dead, it can't wait any longer.

The severe pain caused Qi Yan's whole body to convulse and twitch. The red blood stain between his eyebrows dyed his handsome face with a layer of enchantment. He chuckled and sarcastically said: "Why are you in a hurry? There is a wedding the day after tomorrow. I will do it in public."

[You better hurry up, I have no patience anymore. 】

Sweat appeared on Qi Yan's forehead and wet the broken hair on his forehead. His face was pale and his tone was cold: "You can't kill her personally, and you can't appear directly in this world, so you need me. Since we are... In a cooperative relationship, you should be more polite."

Sure enough, after saying these words, Qi Yan felt that the pain in his body was relieved a lot.

He collapsed and fell to the ground. It took him a while to regain some strength.

"It seems I was right." He got up from the ground. His pajamas were a little messy, exposing a large area of ​​skin on his chest. "But you don't have much ability other than invading your consciousness."

【court death. 】

Qi Yan looked calm. He took out a piece of paper from the paper drawer on the coffee table and folded it slowly, "If I die, you can't find another suitable person."

[It’s ridiculous, if you don’t do it, there are others who can. The world you are in is just the most insignificant one among thousands of planes. 】

[The purpose of her coming here is to kill you. If you don’t do it, she will do it. 】

Qi Yan paused while folding the tissues.

He raised his eyes and frowned slightly, "You don't have to make this up just to let me kill her."

【Self-deception. 】

[To ensure nothing goes wrong, I will act with you the day after tomorrow. You kill her body, and I will control her consciousness to ensure that even if she is rescued, she will not wake up. 】

"understood."

The slender and slender fingers finally folded the pure white paper towel into a regular square, wiped it to the forehead, and wiped away the blood on the forehead.

At the same time, the scarlet pupils disappeared, and the living room returned to its previous appearance.

Qi Yan's dark eyes were dark and deep, and he glanced in the direction of the bedroom.

……

Two days later.

The autumn wind is just right, blowing gently on your face, bringing a refreshing breath to the vast jungle grassland with white and pink flowers.

The holy buildings are arranged in an orderly manner, outlining a European-style picture.

Countless relatives and friends sit here, and under the leadership of the pastor, they guide the newlyweds to say their vows of love.

The pastor held the Bible in his hand and spoke in a deep voice: "Groom Qiyan, are you willing to accept Qi Yan as your wife? Be gentle and attentive to her, respect her parents and family, do not have relationships with others in the future, be loyal to love, and love her." , protect her."

Qi Yan wears a well-tailored white suit, like the purest and most romantic canvas. The extremely simple white color shows his dignity under his superior figure.

Especially that face, with its deep lines, handsomeness and elegance. When he looked at the woman next to him, his pupils were filled with unconcealable affection.

He said, "I do."

The pastor turned to the other side and said, "Bride Qi Yan, are you willing to recognize Qi Yan as your husband? No matter in good times or bad, support his career, do not have feelings for others in the future, be loyal to love, respect him, and accompany him."

Different from traditional wedding dresses with large skirts, Qi Yan's wedding dress is tight-fitting, and the satin fabric fits tightly along the curves of the skin, outlining her charming and slim figure.

The gauze like water ripples is spread out at the hem of the skirt, layer upon layer, like flower branches in the white waves. It is the most dazzling diamond falling into the world, and anyone who sees it will be attracted.

She raised her lips and smiled, her brows and eyes were charming: "I do."

Next, the pastor raised the Bible and began to pray to bless the marriage.

The complex and low ancient chanting reaches everyone's ears like music played by a cello.

Qi Yan tilted his head and met Qi Yan's eyes.

She raised her eyebrows, as if waiting for something.

Qi Yan's hands hidden behind his back were clenched into fists. The day had come and he had to give orders.

But he couldn't let it go, really couldn't let it go.

He seemed to be torn in two. On the one hand, he hoped that the wedding could go smoothly, but on the other hand, he had to take action.

The pastor was about to finish reciting his prayer. Qi Yan no longer hesitated. He looked at her and whispered in her ear: "Kill yourself now."

Hearing this, Qi Yan looked back at him with a half-smile.

There is no such thing as hypnosis, everything is under control, what’s so good...

Suddenly, her smile froze on her face.

Qi Yan looked straight at the goblet at the wedding scene. Without saying a word, she rushed over and broke the goblet in full view of everyone.

The broken glass shards were like transparent fallen flowers, reflecting fine flashes of light in the daytime. Everyone was startled, and some even screamed.

An even more frightening scene happened later, when the bride wearing a holy and gorgeous wedding dress cut her own throat with glass shards!

"Xiaoyan!"

Qi Miaohua and Xu Weinian stood up at the same time and rushed forward to stop them.

But everything happened so suddenly. When they ran over, the glass shards had already penetrated their necks.

Xu Weinian shed tears on the spot and stamped his feet anxiously: "Ambulance, call an ambulance!"

The scene was chaotic as everyone gathered around to check on the bride.

Except for one person.

Qi Yan took a few steps back. When he saw the blood flowing out of her neck, a piece of his heart seemed to have been cut out. He covered his heart, and every inch of his breath affected his lungs.

He cared about her more than he thought.

When this scene happened, the saddest thing was D77.

D77: [Sir, please hold on. I have recovered a little energy. I will save you. I will save you right now. I will definitely hold on until the ambulance arrives! 】

Qi Yan fell to the ground clutching her neck. She could feel her father holding her back, and her mother crying in her ears, but she couldn't say anything.

Blood flowed from her fingers, and she looked in the direction of Qi Yan with difficulty.

As the blood flowed, her eyes became increasingly blurry, and she could only see Qi Yan's blurry outline, like a ball of white starlight.

Suddenly, a line was forcibly connected to her, the operation of D77 came to an abrupt halt, and her vision suddenly went dark.

Absolute darkness filled the surrounding environment, and the noisy sounds in her ears quickly disappeared until she could only hear the sound of her own breathing.

When the darkness faded like a tide, she could see her surroundings clearly.