Pretty cannon fodder draws cards in infinite stream

Su Yanqing shivered suddenly, he frowned and curled up in Zhang Ji's arms, looking for a warm breath.

However, the mansion suddenly fell silent, and even the breathing of those "people" could not be heard.

The guests dressed in white and red on both sides also lowered their heads quietly. The masks on their faces became more and more fierce under the light of the candles, and the arcs of the corners of their mouths were wiped straight and indifferent.

Like motionless puppets, they watched their lambs caught in a pack of wolves without emotion.

The players standing among them were sweating coldly, and their backs were almost soaked by the sweat.They dare not say a word, dare not look directly at them.

Su Yanqing was a little flustered, but he didn't know what happened.But the weak and helpless beauty can only rely on the powerful man behind her.

Zhang Jiqing smelled the fragrance of Su Yanqing's body, and rubbed the tip of his nose on the back of Su Yanqing's thin-skinned neck.

"Da da da"

The bridegroom officer wearing a white fox mask slowly walked towards Su Yanqing.

His eyes were obscure, but he looked straight at Su Yanqing.

He didn't stop until he came in front of Su Yanqing.

"Mine, bride."

The voice was hoarse, as if sand grains were rubbing against each other.Moreover, it seemed that he had just learned to speak.

Doesn't look like a normal person.

Su Yanqing huddled tightly in Zhang Ji's arms, and he buried himself in Zhang Ji's chest uneasily.I couldn't help complaining in my heart, why the groom's eyes are so bad, and why he has something to do with himself.

The groom looked at Su Yanqing deeply, and he tilted his head in doubt, as if wondering why his bride wasn't with him.

He shifted his gaze to Zhang Ji behind Su Yanqing, and suddenly became cold and weird.His thin body was like a bamboo, straight and cold.

Zhang Ji's eyes became green and deep, and his face became faintly visible.Suddenly, his appearance seemed to have changed a lot.

He becomes another person - but maybe, call it a monster.

"Mine." The groom spoke short and concisely, his gloomy tone seemed eerie and menacing in this exceptionally quiet atmosphere.

Zhang Ji then changed back to his original appearance.

He sat leisurely on the chair, with one arm around Su Yanqing's waist, and the other casually resting on the round table.

He raised his head and smiled at the groom official who was stiff and unable to speak.

"Mine." Zhang Jiqing's clear voice sounded high, revealing a wave of wanton madness.

Zhang Ji was provoking him.

Ji Pei next to him glanced at Zhang Ji from the corner of his eye with an unclear expression.

Zhang Ji changed his appearance, and his temperament was even different from the Zhang Ji she knew.

Zhang Ji, is it still Zhang Ji?

Ji Pei's expression darkened, she clenched her fingers and sat quietly on the chair.

And all of this, Su Yanqing didn't know yet.The shield he relied on turned into sharp thorns, maybe it would pierce into his own delicate flesh at some point.

The bridegroom officer looked at Su Yanqing silently, completely ignoring Zhang Ji.

Suddenly, the bridegroom officer stepped forward and reached out to grab Su Yanqing's clothes, his cold fingers were carelessly poked on Su Yanqing's warm skin.

Su Yanqing trembled.

Zhang Ji reacted quickly, he hooked the corner of his cold lips, and pushed the finger out fiercely.

But the strength of the bridegroom official is great, and the strength of the two of them confronts each other, evenly matched.

The bridegroom officer stubbornly looked at the little bride whose back was turned to him, and kept saying, "My, my, my... bride."

Su Yanqing pricked up his fluffy ears tremblingly, and he nervously clenched his sweaty palms.

bride?

How could he be the bride.

"It's time for your bride to come out of the black coffin." Zhang Ji said to the groom officer gloomily, with the corners of his mouth curled coldly.

The groom was stunned for a moment, Zhang Ji pushed him away fiercely, and tightly wrapped Su Yanqing in his arms.

"The bride is in the black coffin? In the black coffin? Dead? Dead!" The groom's officer looked deeply at Su Yanqing, and the more treacherous his demeanor became, he murmured, "No, I Yes, the bride is still alive. My, my, little bride. My, Yan Qing."

The voice was obscure, but everyone could still hear the last two words of that sentence.

Yan Qing?

Su Yanqing?

Su Yanqing was startled when he heard his name, he raised his head in panic, the fluffy tail between his buttocks didn't move obediently, instead it rested on Zhang Ji's thigh in shock.

Zhang Ji smiled coldly, and then gently covered Su Yanqing's ears.

He said, "Go away."

The groom turned his head stiffly, and he stared at Zhang Ji silently.His cold eyes scanned from head to toe, as if he just noticed this person.

Then, he continued to stare at Su Yanqing, seeing Yan Qing trembling and frightened because of his presence, he lowered his head.

He took out a white flower from the pale wedding dress, and then gently placed it next to Su Yanqing's ear, which contrasted with the fluffy fox ears.He is like a poor, helpless, delicate little white flower.

he's gone.

Hearing the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away from him, Su Yanqing got up again with her arms propped up.

He pinched the white flower next to his ear, his soft and fragile fingertips felt numb, as if an electric current had just flowed through.

weirdo.

When the groom officer returned to his original position, the other "people" who were still standing on both sides were still staring at Su Yanqing's beautiful face.

They talked quietly.

"The bride is alive."

"The bride...Hong Xing is cheating."

"The bride has turned into a monster."

……

The shredded, sharp and thin sound seemed like countless small needles pierced Su Yanqing's body through the air, and the fragile eardrum was about to be pierced by the magic sound.

He is clearly not the bride, and he is clearly not a red apricot...

Su Yanqing pursed her lips aggrievedly, shaking her drooping and listless little ears.

Zhang Ji opened his long and narrow eyes, looking at the groom's back with an unpredictable expression.

After the bridegroom officer looked around silently, the shrill voice stopped and returned to the original silent and absurd atmosphere.

The bridegroom entered the innermost room, followed by the black coffin behind him.

When he entered, he looked back at Su Yanqing, and the "bride" lying in the black coffin also showed a white arm, "she" tilted her head, and sat up straight in a daze.

Like a zombie.

But "she" finally showed her delicate appearance.

Without exception, it looks like Su Yanqing.

Zhang Ji tightened his hand around Su Yanqing, and he stared at "Su Yanqing" with indifference and disgust - the imposter who smelled of fish and snakes all over his body.

"She" came out of the black coffin, and walked up to Su Yanqing in a red dress.

Slender and pale fingers gently curled the fluffy tail behind Su Yanqing, and said softly, "Yan Qing, don't be afraid."