Heartthrob collapsed today 2

Dongfang Bubai is very suitable for red clothes. The red clothes are bright and full of impact.Ordinary people wearing red clothes would be overwhelmed by the overly ostentatious color, but on Dongfang Bubai's body, the bright red color was just a foil.

The first time Qingji saw Dongfang Bubai was at that martial arts tournament.Dongfang Bubai who came out of the carriage stood on top of the carriage, wearing a tall veiled hat, and the red hair bands on both sides of the veiled hood fluttered in the breeze along with his hair and clothes.

The Dongfang Bubai at that moment was too shocking, as if a stroke of ink and color had been left in everyone's heart.Perhaps it was because the first meeting was so amazing that he later chose to acquiesce when faced with Dongfang Bubai's approach and follow.

Qing Ji knew very well that no one was more suitable to wear red clothes than Dongfang Bubai.He could guess that after Dongfang Bubai came out for a while, it must be a kind of unparalleled elegance.

However, when Qingji thought that she could imagine the rich beauty, she was still stunned at the moment when Dongfang Bubai walked out of the room.

Although they are all red, the wedding dress that represents the knot is destined to endow the wearer with more colors and arouse endless reverie.

Even though the style of this bridal gown was not very orthodox and complicated, without the layers of gauze and patterns outlined with gold threads, after wearing it on Dongfang Bubai, it was still astonishingly quiet.

Qingji pursed his lips, he watched Dongfang Bubai, who was covered with a wedding scarf, walking towards him step by step, and subconsciously raised his hand to his heart.Qing Ji could feel his heart beating faster and faster.

Everything is false...

Qingji said to herself in her heart.

After Xi Po said to get on the sedan chair, Qing Ji restrained her expression, controlled her heartbeat as much as possible, then took two steps forward, and stood in front of Fu Zhenhong.

"Hurry up and hold hands, the bridegroom officer!" Xi Po on the side said with a smile, "We're all married, aren't we still shy?"

Qingji's ears felt hot from Xi Po's joke. Through a layer of red hijab, Qingji didn't deliberately look at Dongfang Bubai's expression, but she could feel that the other party was looking at him.

Qingji was a little nervous again.In the past, before he met Dongfang Bubai, he rarely experienced excessive emotional ups and downs.He has always been quiet and hardly affected by external things.However, facing the undefeated East now, the calm state has been broken time and time again.

Qing Ji lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand and took the hand of the person in front of her.

At the moment when the palms of the two touched, Qingji suddenly felt a sense of unreality, just like when he changed into his wedding clothes and stood in front of the bronze mirror looking at himself in the mirror.

A little stunned, as if in a dream.

But at this moment, the touch in the palm of the hand is extremely real. The touch is very good, not very warm, but rather cold, but delicate and smooth.

If time goes back, Qingji would never have imagined that one day she would put on the groom's wedding dress and take the initiative to hold another person's hand, and this person is Dongfang Bubai, who is almost hostile to the entire martial arts world.

Just as Qing Ji was thinking, he suddenly felt the back of his hand being scratched lightly, and he trembled violently, a faint itchy trembling sensation instantly attacked his whole body.

It was Dongfang Bubai who deliberately hooked the back of his hand with his fingertips, with a hint of ambiguity and joking.

If it wasn't for the inappropriate timing, Qing Ji would have almost pulled her hand away.His lips were tightly closed into a straight line, and he tried his best to restrain the urge to escape, and he led Dongfang Bubai, who was disguised as a bride, to Xijiao.

After Qingji got on the horse, the whole team set off towards the streets of Shuiyu Town.Yan Miao and Chen Zhou were wearing the uniform clothes in the team, and moved from left to right following Fu Zhenhong's joy.

As Yan Miao analyzed before, everything was normal on the way to the street, and nothing happened.

After circling around the street, the group returned the same way. Yan Miao and Chen Zhou looked at each other and turned their attention to the highest level.

When they were about to pass through a forest, the two of them raised their bodies to the highest state of alert.

Compared to the tightness of Yan Miao and Chen Zhou, Fu Zhenhong who was sitting in Xijiao was a little careless.He was bored in the sedan chair, so he kept playing with the gadgets Yanger gave him.

When the whole team marched to the middle of the woods, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the woods, and the strong wind blew the leaves and made rustling sounds.The curtain and red silk of Xijiao were also blown by the sudden strong wind.

"Here we come! It's the mountain god!" Someone in the marriage team shouted in panic.When he shouted, the others immediately showed fear.

These people were all recruited by Yan Miao with money. At the beginning, for the sake of money, he endured fear and agreed to pretend to be a marriage team.At this moment, seeing this strange wind getting bigger and bigger, thinking about the signs of the mountain god snatching the marriage, and not caring about other things, they put down the instruments in their hands in twos and threes, instinctively wanting to stay away.

"What are you panicking about?" Yan Miao glanced at the cowardly people around, frowned and scolded.

Chen Zhou also said: "It's just the wind, you..."

However, before Chen Zhou could finish his words, with a sound like a fire wick being ignited, a puff of smoke gradually filled the surrounding air.

Strong wind, black mist... These two points completely match the rumors of the mountain god snatching the marriage.

These people couldn't hold back any longer, all the people who carried the sedan chairs put down their sedan chairs, and started to move away from Xijiao like everyone else, but just as they took a step, more and more turbid smoke surrounded them.

Choking smoke poured into their noses and eyes, and these people coughed uncomfortably, or covered their faces with their arms or handkerchiefs.

In the turbid black fog, Yan Miao couldn't see the direction clearly with his eyes, but he caught the movement around him with his excellent hearing.Holding the long sword in her hand, she stood beside Fu Zhenhong's Xijiao, almost inseparable, while Chen Zhou stood on the other side.

As for Qing Ji who was originally riding a white horse, she also stood in front of Xijiao at this moment.

One second...two seconds...three seconds...until ten seconds passed, and there was nothing suspicious around except for the panic of those people.However, even though the so-called mountain god hadn't shown up yet, the smoke was getting thicker and the wind was blowing harder and harder.

It stands to reason that the natural wind can blow away the smoke, but this abnormal wind and the strange thick fog seem to be a perfect fusion.

At this time, a flute sounded slowly in the woods.The rhythm of this flute is strange, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes gentle and sometimes brisk, like some kind of ancient nursery rhyme for sacrifice.It fell into the ears of everyone, and I only felt scalp numbness.

But...how could there be a flute!

Yan Miao's expression froze for a moment, she clearly remembered that when she asked the people in the teams who had sent off their relatives, they didn't mention the sound of the flute when they described the process.

If it is one or two, it may appear that the other party lied or was too scared at the time so that the memory was confused when recalled.But Yan Miao didn't just ask one or two people, she almost asked all the people at the scene of the thirteen incidents.

This is also impossible to have the possibility that she said above.

However, the fact now is that the weird flute sound is getting clearer and clearer in the strong wind and thick fog, and it is also getting closer to their side.

Chen Zhou's brows were furrowed tightly. He closed his eyes and listened carefully to the movement from the direction of the flute directly above with his ears. He said in a deep voice, "Be careful, it's coming!"

Yan Miao clenched the long sword in his hand, turned over, jumped into Xijiao, and blocked Fu Zhenhong who was sitting inside behind her.

Even though he knew that the martial arts of the man pretending to be a bride behind him was far superior to his own, but at this moment, perhaps because the other party was a bride and a victim in the past thirteen incidents, Yan Miao didn't think too much about it. It was almost out of an instinct to protect the man behind him and prevent him from any danger.

Fu Zhenhong put away the red knot given by Yang'er, raised his hand and put his palm on Yan Miao's shoulder, and patted Yan Miao comfortingly: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Yan Miao heard that her tense body finally eased, but it was not her illusion. She found that her consciousness was slowly becoming scattered, and her mind began to swell.

And the ones who felt the same way as Yan Miao were Chen Zhou and this group of send-off teams.In the strange flute sound that was getting closer and clearer, their thinking began to become confused, and their heads became heavier and heavier, as if a heavy stone was pressed on their heads, making them dizzy.

Chen Zhou shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his mind again, "...what's going on..." He said, but he did not get an answer, because everyone else, including Yan Miao, passed out. on the ground.

But now, Chen Zhou also reacted quickly, and said in disbelief: "Is this flute sound..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a bang, and he also fell to the ground and passed out.

Interesting...Fu Zhenhong narrowed his eyes slightly, hugged Yan Miao who had passed out on top of him, and helped her onto the cushion beside him.

But Qingji outside the sedan chair is still clear-headed because he silently recited Shaolin's Mantra of Purifying Heart in his heart.He immediately turned around and jumped onto the sedan chair. After confirming that Fu Zhenhong hadn't been tricked, the two of them obviously didn't say anything, but they closed their eyes tacitly, making the illusion of falling asleep .

Just like that, ten seconds passed...

Two footsteps sounded from a distance, someone came here, or to be more precise, they walked to this place.

These two people should have been walking in tandem. The footsteps of the person walking in front were very steady, neither hurried nor slow. It could be seen that the owner of the footsteps was a very calm person.The footsteps of the people behind are more brisk, with a sense of restlessness and impetuousness.

After the two walked to Xijiao's side, they stared at Fu Zhenhong and Qingji who were wearing wedding clothes for several seconds.

"The groom looks handsome. The quality of the new couple seems to be quite good." The voice of the person who spoke was a little flirtatious, and the tone of his voice was also loud. It was the person with light footsteps: "The monster should like it."

"Mmm." The person who answered this person was another person, with a low voice, a simple word "um", without any emotional ups and downs, and it sounds like he should be young.

Fu Zhenhong probably guessed some clues from the brief conversation between the two people. These two people should work under the hand of the mountain god, and the monster they were talking about should be called by the villagers of Shuiyu Town. The existence of mountain gods.

Just as Fu Zhenhong was thinking, this brisk man walked from Qingji to Fu Zhenhong's side.

"The groom looks handsome, and the bride should look good too." The man leaned over while talking, and in the next second, he lifted Fu Zhenhong's red hijab.

After seeing Fu Zhenhong's appearance clearly, the man froze in place. It took him a while to come back to his senses, and cursed in a low voice like a sigh: "Damn! This looks too good-looking! Really! Cheaper than that monster!"

As the man said, he leaned down again and got closer. While looking at it, he said, "It's so beautiful."

Feeling that the eyes of the two were staring at her, Fu Zhenhong slowed down her breathing and disguised her drowsiness perfectly.

"It makes me feel like I don't want to hand this bitch over to that monster." The man's tone was full of pity.

He stared at Fu Zhenhong's face, his eyes slowly moved down from Fu Zhenhong's thick and slender eyelashes, passed over the bridge of his nose, and finally stopped on Fu Zhenhong's lips, he swallowed and hesitated for a moment After that, she still said: "How about... we... don't take this bride..."

"Qian Fang, don't do unnecessary things." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by another man who barely spoke.

"Okay, okay!" The man called Qian Fang curled his lips, and walked towards Qingji instead.He walked to Qingji's side, bent down and directly resisted Qingji.

The man who stopped Qian Fang from continuing to speak walked to the position where Qian Fang was standing just now. His face was stern, and at this moment, his dark eyes slightly lowered, quietly staring at the sleepy Fu Zhenhong for a few minutes. Seconds later, he bent down and hugged Fu Zhenhong horizontally.

"Let's go back to Yudong." The man whispered.

Hearing this, Qian Fang glanced unwillingly at Fu Zhenhong who was being held in the arms of the man, then raised his eyelids to look at the indifferent man, cursed inwardly, and left with Qingji on his shoulders.

He and Zhou Yan worked under the monster's hand. They obviously had the same status, but every week Zhou Yan always overwhelmed him. Qian Fang felt unconvinced, but he didn't dare to say more.

Zhou Yan was different from him. He worked under that monster because he could get the benefits he wanted, but Zhou Yan was a temperless guy who didn't seem to want anything.

And such people are often the scariest, they obviously have no intention of plotting, but they are willing to do such unconscionable things under the hands of that monster.Qian Fang refused to confirm Zhou Yan's real identity, if not necessary, most of the time when the two of them acted together, he followed Zhou Yan's.

It's just that this time the bride is really good-looking. Qian Fangchang has never seen such a beautiful person in his age, and he has never been so itchy as today. Thinking of this, Qian Fang couldn't help but look back. The person in Zhou Yan's arms.