Pretty cannon fodder draws cards in infinite stream

Jiang Yu opened his eyes wide, and his body couldn't help shivering.He couldn't help turning his face to look at Zhang Ji.

But Zhang Ji didn't have the slightest surprise on his face, he leaned back on the seat, and gently patted Su Yanqing's back with his palm.

"Dead?" Zhang Jiyou's deep black eyes were glowing with a cold tone, and the corner of his mouth was curved in a cold arc, looking at the "person" who was knocking melon seeds with a smile.

He looked at that "person" and muttered in his heart, as if there were sharp thorns stabbing him.So, he shook his legs and moved away from Zhang Jiyuan.

"What else could it be if it's not a dead person?" The whispered words fell into Zhang Ji's ears.

That is clearly the little vixen.

Zhang Ji lowered his eyes, he stroked Su Yanqing's back and lost his mind.

Su Yanqing didn't know why, ever since she entered this mansion, she felt somewhat familiar.With his arms propped up and his ears pricked up, he poked his head around to see why.

But he couldn't see, so he could only frown nervously and listen carefully to others.

But this mansion is really too lively.The noisy crowd kept talking, as if the mansion suddenly came to life, as if they were really attending a wedding banquet.

Red lanterns with red candles, black coffins with white flowers, smiling crowd and white corpses on the dining table.

Suddenly, the door of the mansion opened.

A bunch of "people" rushed in impatiently.

Jiang Yu, a shy child, cursed in horror.He looked at the group of "people" with heavy makeup and wedding gowns, and the horrible and strange faces that had nothing to do with people.

What monster is this?

When Su Yanqing heard the movement, he obediently sat on Zhang Ji's lap and raised his head nervously.

After changing the posture, Yan Qing felt a soft touch behind her.He touched it with his hands, but in the end, he touched a soft, fluffy tail.

Su Yanqing's eyes were a little distracted, he licked his lips, then turned his face to the side, and began to touch Zhang Ji's body.

Zhang Ji had a good temper and did not resist, he even gave Yan Qing instructions quite connivingly.

"Above, go up a little bit."

"Left, eh, no, a little more to the right."

Su Yanqing touched his head, but still couldn't feel the soft fox ears.In the end, Yan Qing withdrew his arm as if discouraged, and he pursed his lips seriously, revealing a bit of grievance on his fleshy lips.

Zhang Ji looked at the bell on his neck, red and white, really beautiful.

Groups of red threads almost entangled the white bell.

Zhang Ji quietly raised the corner of his mouth.

"Zhang Ji." Ji Pei with blue hair sat beside them with a smile, and several players followed behind her.

There are a few fewer players.

And they looked very embarrassed, as if they had just escaped and came here.

Zhang Ji pushed Jiang Yu in front of Ji Pei, while he continued to hug Yan Qing and play with Yan Qing's fingers.

Su Yanqing gently breathed the breath full of gunpowder smoke, his empty eyes seemed to be a little bright, he stayed in Zhang Ji's arms obediently, motionless.

Ji Pei glanced at Zhang Ji lightly, and then lightly glanced at the fox ears on the little beauty's head.Then she grabbed the black and red bell on her wrist, and said indifferently: "The trail that I walked before is now full of cemeteries, and there are many black coffins."

"I don't know if there are corpses in it, but we should be in an illusion the moment we first entered this dungeon."

Zhang Ji didn't respond at all, as if he didn't hear, he still lowered his head and put his face on Yan Qing's shoulder.

Don't care.

Ji Pei frowned, and she glanced at Su Yanqing with some dissatisfaction.

It's like watching a vixen.

Listening to Ji Pei's words, Su Yanqing clutched the black snake's tail in a daze.

Fantasy?

Su Yanqing suddenly remembered the dream she had just entered in the dungeon.The white bell given to him by Ah Yan, the black bell given to him by another "woman" disguised as a woman, as well as the dark and gloomy ancestral hall and the illusory portrait.

He clearly felt that this was not an illusion.

Su Yanqing bit her lip, her face wrinkled from seriousness was serious and cute.

"Shh---"

The "people" sitting around put their fingers between their bloodless and white lips. They squinted their long and narrow eyes, turned around together, and looked straight at the group of players.

The players were silent, they were stared at by this group of seemingly normal "people", as if there was endless malice hiding in this mansion.

The monster watched them in the dark, watching them, a group of tiny ants.

"The groom-officer and his bride are coming."

The "people" in pale coats and dark red coats stood up together. Like wearing false masks, they stood on both sides with smiles, welcoming the groom and the bride happily and warmly.

The groom couldn't see his face clearly. He was wearing a white fox mask and a dead white overcoat. The arc drawn on the fox mask looked cold and treacherous under the light of the dim red candle.

Which groom will wear white on his big day?

Then whose bride will lie in a black coffin on the big day?

Behind him was a black coffin carried by four "people" who also wore masks, but the black coffin was opened, revealing the bride in a red wedding dress with her face covered by a red gauze.

It's just that one can vaguely see from the bare snow-white skin that she is a graceful beauty.

Ji Pei also stood up, carefully observing the bride in the black coffin, as if she wanted to find something from the little bride covered in red.

It can be seen that the entire line of sight is shrouded in a dark red ominous color, Ji Pei frowned and shifted her gaze, and her gaze moved to a woman opposite.

Black-haired and red-clothed, she sat gently on a chair, curling the corners of her mouth quite politely.

There was a man sitting beside the woman. They looked very close to nature, like a loving couple.

But Ji Pei's eyes widened in astonishment, as if seeing something terrifying.Afterwards, she sat down again with her hands on her forehead, as if there was a deep whirlpool pulling her down.

The woman in the red wedding gown is clearly Ji Pei himself.

Ji Pei quickly calmed down. She clasped her hands and looked closely at the man next to the woman opposite.

It was strange, not someone she knew.

So, she turned her face away and looked straight at Zhang Ji who was still bowing his head.

"You know." She asked coldly.

Zhang Ji raised his head lazily. He glanced at Ji Pei who was covered with cold. He stroked Su Yanqing's soft hair and said, "You can look at the follow-up development."

Ji Pei pursed her lips and remained silent.

Several other players also found "people" who looked exactly like them in the "crowd".

Su Yanqing listened carefully, he tugged at Zhang Ji's collar, and actively asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Ji straightened up and was about to tease Su Yanqing, but the groom who was walking in front looked back at Su Yanqing who was soft and sticky.

Alive, little bride.