flow from evil

Once back, the Yang family changed again.

This Yang family is also a real one, the day was only set in the morning, and the house was really arranged in the evening, and the next morning, the happy clothes were changed, and they worshiped the world that night.

Shan Simiao is black, and it is even more weird to wear a red suit.If it's a wedding, it's better to say it's a farce, the whole Yang family who came to congratulate her, I'm afraid they all watched it as a good show.

Shan Simiao held the big red flower ball and worshiped the world expressionlessly, but his mind was spinning non-stop.

What is the purpose of Jiang Yingying trying so hard to get into the Yang family?

Yang Yingquan got married, why didn't the head of the family, Yang Yanning, appear?

Then why did Yang Yingquan react so strangely and be so trifling about his lifelong event?

If you take ten thousand steps back, then Yang Yingquan really likes something unique, and the Yang family loves her so much that she can mess around, but why did she arrange the wedding hall in such a hurry, it seems that no matter what, she must find a man to take her away in the past few days It's the same as marrying out, no matter how you think about it, it doesn't conform to common sense.

His mind was full of doubts, so he just finished worshiping in such a dazed manner, and was frowning and thinking about it, when he was picked up by several servants and thrown into the bridal chamber.

As soon as he entered, he was the first to see the bride sitting by the bed.Shan Simiao cautiously moved to the side of the bed, and was about to speak when he smelled an unusual smell of blood.

He moved the tip of his nose and found that the smell of blood was emanating from the bride.

"Miss Yang?" Shan Simiao called tentatively, but there was no response from the other party.

"Miss Yang?" Shan Simiao called again, only to see that her head, which was leaning on the edge of the bed, slumped down, and then became silent again.

Shan Simiao's expression froze, and he sensed that something was wrong. He stepped forward to check carefully, only to find that he had already lost his breath.

died?Shan Simiao was shocked, and then quietly lifted the red hijab, and saw a thin wound on the gray neck, which seemed to be scratched by some sharp silk thread.

This kind of wound again?Shan Simiao frowned, and touched the wound with his hand, but before touching the other's neck, there was a slap, and the whole body collapsed on the couch.

Shan Simiao was startled again, quickly took a few steps back, and then took a closer look, the wound on the neck was very neat, as if it had been cut off by some sharp object, there was no trace of struggle at all.What's even more strange is that the wound, which was as long as a red line, seemed to be sealed with blood, and almost no blood flowed out, so there was no strong smell of blood, and no one outside was alarmed.

There was no expression on Yang Yingquan's face, only the horror of the last moment of his life remained in his eyes, Shan Simiao leaned over to take a closer look, and felt that there seemed to be a bit of sadness and disbelief in the horror.But even with this appearance, the other party still looks soft and lovely.It's just that the fragrance soul is gone, leaving only a pink skeleton, which is really a pity.

"Groom officer, open the door, we haven't seen a cup of wine yet!"

"Don't make trouble, everyone, it's just selling Yang's face."

"That won't work, the Yang family is getting married, we're going to make a fuss now, right?"

"Yeah, brother Yang, we know how to measure, why are you so nervous!"

"It's just..."

He hadn't finished digesting the situation at this end, and the knock on the door surprised Shan Simiao again, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He was the only one in the room at this time. If the bride was found dead , this is the first one to be suspected on his head.

Thinking of this, Shan Simiao resolutely straightened the corpse, put her on the couch to maintain a flat posture, and then lay down with his clothes on, pretending to be unconscious.

Unexpectedly, lying down this time, another accident occurred while lying down.

In the wedding tent of Longfeng Heluan, a white dress was tightly leaning on the crimson roof, and he was shocked to see Shan Simiao lying down.Shan Simiao only saw a trace of panic flashing in his ecstatic peach blossom eyes, but he returned to normal in a moment, and made a teasing joke in a daze.

One up and one down, the four eyes met, speechless for a long time.

The two are only a few feet apart. From this angle, Shan Simiao can even see the delicate collarbone in the loose neckline of the other party. There is a layer of fine sweat beads on the white and tender neck, which is gathering and flowing down the collarbone. When the drops fell on his face, there was even a hint of fragrance.

"Your Excellency is in a good mood, and I can handle this situation calmly." The person on top finally spoke first.

"To each other, to each other." Shan Simiao was a little thankful that his face was still dark at this time, and he didn't let the other party see his expression.

"...If I say that I am not a murderer, would you believe me?" The man smiled, his bright peach eyes bent into crescents, and he tilted his head and said to Shan Si Miao.Shan Simiao thought to himself, if it wasn't that he didn't like men, he might be fascinated by his smile, he really is a goblin.

"If I say I believe it, will you give up killing me to silence me?" If you didn't see him killing someone on the street today, maybe you still believe it a little bit.

"Hey." The person on the top sighed softly, and suddenly threw out the folding fan in his hand. Shan Simiao instinctively stood up sideways, and swung a palm with his backhand. Quickly, he blinked unexpectedly.

In order to avoid alarming the outsiders, Jun Wuyi did not use his internal strength, which was more convenient for Shan Simiao to deal with.The two of them went through a dozen moves in an instant on the small bed, and they both secretly had some calculations in their hearts.Jun Wuyi flipped his wrist, and the edge of the fan brushed against Shan Simiao's face, if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have his head cut off by the shining edge of the fan.

Jun Wuyi's move was a cover, he bent his arms, and while he was dodging, he elbowed his ribs in the waist, and then pushed him with his palm, and pressed him on the couch, and he was majestic. Sitting on the opponent's body, his hands clamped firmly on Shan Simiao's shoulders, bowed his head and said in a low voice, "I didn't kill people, believe it or not."

Shan Simiao was covered by his drooping black hair, only felt that the slightly dangling hair was scratching his neck, a little itchy.

"I've said I believe, can you let go?" Shan Simiao didn't finish his sentence, but he took out a dagger from somewhere in his hand, and stabbed at the opponent, his body flickered, and he turned his head to see the opponent's folding fan, The blade was abruptly blocked by the light fan, which showed the depth of the opponent's internal strength.

"If we continue to fight at this time, we will be regarded as murderers together." Jun Wuyi raised his eyebrows, grabbed his dagger backhand and threatened, "If you want to stay out of the matter, why not cooperate with me."

The noise outside the door didn't stop, and it was about to break in.

Shan Simiao said nothing, squinted his eyes, turned over, quickly reversed the positions of the two, and said, "Why should I cooperate with someone who wants to kill me?"

Jun Wuyi smiled, and threw away the fan in his hand. Shan Simiao saw that his sincerity was acceptable, and just relaxed his posture a little, but saw the person below lifted his foot and kicked directly at his own lifeline.Shan Simiao pushed hard with his toes, arched his body to avoid the kick of the dead son, but he kicked him off the couch unexpectedly.

"Just because I let you live." Jun Wuyi dusted off the hem of his clothes, then stood up, dragged the bride's body that had been squeezed by the two of them for a while, and leaned forward to examine it carefully. Check.

The corpse's skin was already half-rigid, and the weather was so hot that it exuded some rotten air. It looked... as if it had been dead for several days.

"..." Shan Simiao got up from the ground, seeing his frown, only staring at the movements of his hands.

"How could it be?" Jun Wuyi asked a little puzzled.

Shan Simiao naturally also saw some clues, but the person just finished worshiping with him, how could the body rot so quickly, isn't this too unreasonable?

"It's a bit strange." Shan Simiao agreed with frowning.

Jun Wuyi looked at him from the side, hooked his fingertips, and saw the folding fan that had just been thrown away on the ground return to the owner's hand with a swish, and Shan Simiao took a closer look, only to find that there were still some sticks attached to the fan. Thin invisible threads.Shan Simiao frowned, if he had hesitated a moment earlier, this silk thread would have killed him.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Jun Wuyi at the side again, feeling even more vigilant in his heart.