My sister and I grab a man

After three days of preparations for the wedding, Xiao Ningming had never even seen a single hair of Lin Che's hair. In the early morning of the wedding, he was surrounded by a group of people and put on a custom-made wedding dress for him.

This wedding dress is roughly made of red and black, with some gold thread embroidered on it for decoration, the style is grand and luxurious, after Xiao Ningming wears it on his body, looking at himself in the mirror, he really looks like a newlywed.

He was invited to sit next to the dressing table by a few mother-like women. These women praised each other: "Sword Immortal is born handsome, so he doesn't need to wear makeup at all, and that would only take away his heroic spirit."

"Yes, yes, looking at the clothes, even I want to marry the Sword Immortal!"

"Stop joking! If this word gets into the ears of the Demon Lord, your whole clan will not be able to find a place to bury it!"

Several mothers chattered around him, chatting gossip, but they didn't stop working. They combed Xiao Ningming's black hair, and then one of them pulled it up, and the other took some golden crowns and hairpins Look at Xiao Ningming's forehead.

Xiao Ningming felt that his head was dizzy and tight. Although this hairstyle was pretty, it made him extremely uncomfortable.

After several hours of dressing up, seeing that the sun had risen to noon, they stopped to rest, admiring and praising Xiao Ningming.

"What a handsome man, no wonder Mozun is so tempted, who wouldn't be tempted after seeing this!?"

"Sister Liu, please stop talking. Look at Jianxian's face. I haven't eaten all morning. I must be tired and hungry. Let's go and order the kitchen to order food now!"

Seeing these mothers walking out again talking to themselves, Xiao Ningming was relieved, and slumped down on the couch.

In fact, he was not very hungry, but he was flustered.

Yesterday Fu Wuhui said that Liu Zihe would come to help him today, not just how to help, seeing the passage of time bit by bit, Xiao Ningming also became restless in his heart.

He hadn't rested for a while on the couch when a boy delivering food knocked on the door.

"Put the food on the table first." Xiao Ningming rubbed his temples with one hand at this moment, and sat on the couch with his eyes closed to rest. He didn't see the people who came in clearly at all.

He only heard the boy respond, and after putting all the food on the plate on the table one by one, his footsteps did not intend to leave the door.

Xiao Ningming felt something was wrong, so he slowly opened his eyes, only to see the man standing in front of him wearing coarse clothes, holding the dinner plate in his hand and smiling meaningfully at him.

The conspicuous scar on his face suddenly came into Xiao Ningming's eyes: "Uncle Liu!"

"It seems that our bride is not in a good mood..." Liu Zihe looked Xiao Ningming up and down, and there was some surprise in his eyes, "I thought Lin Che would prepare some long skirt and hijab for you. You are still preparing men's clothing, could it be that you are the groom's officer?"

Seeing that Liu Zihe still loves to joke so much, Xiao Ningming shook his head helplessly, then he took out a boxy red silk from his sleeve and threw it on the table: "Here is the hijab. It has to be covered."

Liu Zihe walked up to Xiao Ningming with a look of "Is that right?", and suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled his clothes off.

Xiao Ningming didn't expect him to do this, so frightened, he quickly leaned back and exclaimed, "What are you going to do!"

"There are still two hours before Lin Che comes to welcome the bride." Liu Zihe looked down at the special lines on Xiao Ningming's chest. The lines were light blue in color, growing from the heart and spreading towards the limbs. , "I want to uproot this flower in your body within two hours."

"What should I do?" Seeing his serious expression, Xiao Ningming started to feel a little nervous.

Liu Zihe mysteriously took out a small bottle from his sleeve and handed it in front of Xiao Ningming: "Drink this and leave the rest to us."

Xiao Ningming took the bottle and asked, "You?"

As soon as the words were finished, several masked men jumped in from the window. They knelt on one knee in the direction of Liu Zihe in unison. The leading masked man clasped his fists and raised his head above his head, saying: "Pavilion Master, Everyone outside has been cleaned up."

Liu Zihe didn't even turn around to look at them, but just nodded: "Okay, then let's start."

Sitting on the couch, Xiao Ningming felt dazed. He looked at the five masked men who suddenly rushed in: "These are...?"

"The Shadowmen under my seat, I must have explained the situation to you without any regrets." Liu Zihe unhurriedly motioned Xiao Ningming to sit cross-legged on the couch and do a good job, "There are ten shadowmen in each of me, and these five people stay Help me exchange blood for you here, and the other five are patrolling in disguise outside the courtyard, just in case there are unexpected changes."

Although Xiao Ningming had known for a long time that the Ten Shadows would personally protect the owner of the Zhuque Pavilion, but judging from Liu Zihe's appearance in the Mozun Palace before, he could not imagine that he would really recruit these masters at once.

Seeing Liu Zihe waved his hand, the five stood up and took out various knives and tools from their bodies, and placed them neatly on the table one by one.

Seeing that Xiao Ningming was still a little worried, he comforted him: "When I changed Wuhui's cat body before, I did it together with these five people. Don't worry, everyone has experience, and it won't hurt you at all."

"Is the person who exchanged blood with me also here?" Xiao Ningming still had worry on his brows, he wanted to meet this great man who was willing to sacrifice himself to save others.

"Here we come." Liu Zihe turned his head and winked at a masked man, who took out a dozen small bags from his body.

Xiao Ningming looked at the bag, and his heart seemed to stop for a few seconds.

Liu Zihe continued to explain: "It's inconvenient to bring me in. I have extracted the essence of blood in his body outside the city, and used spiritual power to maintain the vitality of the blood, and brought it in."

Liu Zihe saw that Xiao Ningming didn't speak, and the silence in his eyes seemed to be unable to accept this cruel fact, so he continued: "If it wasn't like this, the next steps wouldn't have gone so smoothly, you drink the potion I gave you, so It can help you better accept new blood."

After Liu Zihe finished speaking, he sat in front of Xiao Ningming and began to cheer him up: "Time is running out, we must complete this huge project as soon as possible, at least before Lin Che and you get married."

Xiao Ningming also knew that he could not waste other people's efforts, so he nodded and drank the potion, and then began to close his eyes to cooperate with Liu Zihe's technique of exchanging blood.

After closing his eyes, Xiao Ningming only felt darkness around him, maybe it was the effect of the medicine and Liu Zihe's constant luck for him, he felt the blood in his body was constantly boiling.

"Try hard, don't let the pain bite you back." Liu Zihe's words rang in his ears, and Xiao Ningming felt the pressure on his palms, "We are about to start, are you ready?"

"Let's get started." Although Xiao Ningming still felt a little uneasy, he still nodded.

No matter how disturbed you are, you can't escape it.

At this moment, he felt a person approaching slowly, and then he felt a slight tingling pain from his wrist, his skin seemed to be pierced by something sharp, and the blood that was still boiling just now seemed like Waterfalls generally flow outward.

"Luck, force all your own blood out of your body." Liu Zihe guided him again.

Xiao Ningming started to get lucky according to what he said. He only felt that there was tearing pain all over his body, and the punctured part of his wrist seemed to have a huge suction force, as if to suck out all the internal organs in his body.

The next second, Xiao Ningming felt the blood flow back again. He could clearly feel that every blood vessel in his body suddenly began to swell, and something that did not belong to his body poured in from the outside, and it was about to burst his body.

"Hold him down!" Liu Zihe saw Xiao Ningming's face turned blue, but his neck was flushed and quickly ordered. The two shadowmen quickly stepped forward, holding Xiao Ningming's arm with one hand, and pressing his shoulder with the other. .

"...!" Xiao Ningming only felt a strong rejection in his body, it seemed that what was injected was not blood but a powerful force, that kind of force competed with the power in his body, attacking himself from the inside out every part of the body.

There seemed to be countless blades growing out of his body, as long as he moved, it would scratch his internal organs, but he didn't understand that the blades would slowly penetrate into the deepest part of his body.

Xiao Ningming opened his eyes all at once, his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, he instinctively wanted to stop this action, but was pinned down firmly on the couch by two hard men, unable to move.

"Pavilion Master, we can't hold on any longer!" A shadowy man suddenly yelled, because he felt that something in Xiao Ningming's body was slowly expanding. All of them are blown away.

"If you can't hold on, you have to hold on!" Liu Zihe put pressure on Xiao Ningming's luck, in order to control his current strength.

Almost half of the blood infected by the Nether Flower Vine has been replaced. If it is forced to stop at this moment, not only will all efforts be wasted, but it will also lead to Xiao Ningming's real death.

Liu Zihe also felt the huge changes in Xiao Ningming's body, the pressure he released made Liu Zihe who was sitting facing him a little out of breath.

The two Shadowmen behind Xiao Ningming also saw that their Pavilion Master was struggling alone, so they raised their palms and struck Xiao Ningming's back with Dao Qi in unison.

Xiao Ningming yelled loudly, and the power in his body was broken, and all of them burst out. A strong air current shook everything in the room to the ground, smashing it into pieces.

The sky was getting closer to dusk, Fu Wuhui lay on the wall, and felt the weak airflow coming from behind him. He looked back, moved his ears, and heard some movement not far away.It jumped off the wall and said to the companions pretending to be guards or handymen around: "Retreat."