Pretty cannon fodder draws cards in infinite stream

The fox under the moonlight grinned quietly, its deep green eyes intertwined with blood-red filaments, it was treacherous and fierce.

Zhang Ji watched this scene silently.

Very wrong and very weird.

He knocked on the black coffin, and the blunted texture hummed, but there was no response.

Zhang Ji pursed his lips, his face suddenly darkened.

Jiang Yu followed Zhang Ji nervously, and asked Zhang Ji in a low voice: "Is Yan Qing bewitched? Why did he get into this black coffin?"

Zhang Ji ignored him, instead, he patiently knocked on the black coffin again.

Still no one responded.

The door of the mansion was closed again, and there were only a few living people left in the empty Nuo Da space.

With cold sweat on Ji Pei's forehead, she walked slowly towards them.

"Where's the little beauty?" Ji Pei asked hoarsely.

The severe pain spread bit by bit from the inside to the outside, as if something was biting and tearing her soul.

It seemed that in the next second, she would be replaced by another "she".

Zhang Jifeng glanced at Ji Pei fiercely with his sharp eyebrows, and then he pointed to the black coffin.Su Yanqing's disappearance made his already dizzy head ache even more.

Zhang Ji clenched his fists and sat on the seat, Jiang Yu couldn't breathe due to the cramped pressure on his body.

"You can't stay here." Ji Pei came to a conclusion simply. She looked at the black coffin thoughtfully for a while, and then dragged her painful body and fell into any black coffin in the mansion.

Zhang Ji said to Jiang Yu, "You go in too."

Jiang Yu let out an "ah".Before he could move, he was kicked by Zhang Ji and almost fell down.

With a questioning expression on his face, Jiang Yu also got into a black coffin close to him, and asked Zhang Ji with his arms propped up, "Brother Ji, how about you?"

Zhang Ji helped him close the black coffin, leaving an impatient face.

Zhang Ji squinted his eyes as if there were many false and real phantoms in front of him, and he was about to be controlled by the strange things in his body again.

After doing all this, he pursed his lips, and ran staggeringly to the black coffin where Su Yanqing was.

Qingming's eyes gradually became blurred, and his ink-like pupils looked at the black coffin obsessively and nostalgicly, wanting to see his little bride through the cold metal.

"Yan-Qing-"

"mine."

He was sticky and didn't want to be separated from his bride.

Zhang Ji put on the fox mask again, he hugged a corner of the black coffin, and half bent on it.

Quiet and lifeless.

The foxes kneeling on the ground became more alive, their mouths were long and big, red liquid hung on the dirty fox face, and the corners of their mouths were split open.

As if to say--

Welcome, our sacrifice.

Gray mist shrouded the mansion hazyly, illuminating the mansion faintly.

The lights were dimmed, the red candles were extinguished, and it was late at night.

"Yan Qing, Yan Qing."

Someone gently pushed Su Yanqing and whispered his name.

Su Yanqing slowly opened her eyes, not knowing where she was or who the person in front of her was.

The breeze came in through the gap of the small window and brushed against Su Yanqing's fingers.

Su Yanqing tightly grasped the soft cloth cushion, her fingers that were whitened by force looked gorgeous under the red cloth.

A little girl softly helped Su Yanqing up, she frowned and said cheerfully: "Yan Qing, today is your wedding day with the groom, why did you fall asleep?"

As she spoke, she thoughtfully took some snacks from the small table in the room and secretly fed Su Yanqing, then propped her chin and looked at Su Yanqing longingly.

"Yan Qing, how did you meet him? I've been with you for so long and I didn't realize that you two are actually talking about getting married."

"I heard that when you fall in love, your whole body is pink... I want to get married too."

"Grandfather said, we can't get out of this village. Oh, Xiao Liu, Xiao Long... I don't want to marry them."

……

Su Yanqing listened to these words with a icy whole body.

Isn't he in the black coffin?Where is this?Who is she?

Seeing that Su Yanqing hadn't eaten, the girl hurriedly poked his hand and said, "Yan Qing, eat quickly. I heard that girls will be very tired when they are going to be like your husband..."

The girl's simple face was glowing a lovely red, and she rubbed her hands together in embarrassment.

Su Yanqing looked up in confusion, he had some doubts.

What are you doing?Isn't he a boy?

As she said that, the girl suddenly heard footsteps outside the door, steady yet a little light.

The girl was in a hurry to cover Su Yanqing's beautiful face with the thick red handkerchief, and then she stretched her legs and hooked her hands, and stood upright and quietly on one side.

"squeak"

Someone pushed the door in.

Su Yanqing's heart also tightened, and the sweat in her palms was sticking to her tender skin.He was looking forward to and uneasy, is it brother?Is it Ah Yan?Is it the black snake?

neither.

It was his husband who had been intimate with him after tonight - "Zhang Ji".

"Young Master." The girl called softly.

Immediately, Zhang Ji waved her to go out.

In this cramped and narrow space, the movement of her carefully pushing the door and leaving seemed a bit loud.

After she left, Zhang Ji blushed and looked at Su Yanqing with a pair of shiny black eyes.

He followed a few steps forward, looking at his bride with a tight throat.

He carefully and gently lifted the red silk veil on top of Yan Qing's head, his fingers were still trembling.

"Yan Qing."

The voice is like a puppy, maybe more like a big wolf with sharp claws, they only show their childishness around their partners.

Su Yanqing panicked, he leaned back slightly.

With the tails of his red eyes raised, he stared at "Zhang Ji" pitifully.

"Zhang Ji" seemed drunk, he timidly hooked Yan Qing's little finger, and sat down beside Su Yanqing.

The bright red wedding dress he was wearing covered the side of Yan Qing's red skirt, and he said incoherently: "Yan Qing, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

He glanced at Yan Qing's beautiful eyebrows, and glanced obsessively at the red dress Yan Qing was wearing.

His body couldn't help shaking.

He is excited, he is excited.

"You were also wearing a long red dress back then." Zhang Ji turned his head and looked at Yan Qing affectionately, "You are very good." The corners of his mouth curled up, "Yan Qing, I will take care of you."

"I promised my grandma that I will take good care of her good granddaughter."

He smiled brightly, and even when he got close, he could still smell the clean and pleasant smell of his body, the unique clean breath of a teenager.Mixed with the strong aroma of wine, Su Yanqing was a little drunk.

Su Yanqing was a little dizzy.

What is he saying?granddaughter?girls?

He is obviously a boy.

Zhang Ji slowly moved closer to Yan Qing's direction, looking at him with soft and moist eyes.

The fluffy black hair carefully rubbed against the back of Yan Qing's hand, and finally, he asked cautiously: "Yan Qing, do we want a bridal chamber?"