Listening to the shrill suona and watching Yuanshi Tianzun put the hijab specially designed for brides on their heads, those present felt an indescribable strange feeling in their hearts.
On the one hand, it is difficult to tell whether the core of his method is the red hijab or the music playing thing in his belt bag.
On the other hand, there is a boy, a red hijab, joy...this is too weird.
This crappy speaker really stole all my limelight by playing music regardless of the occasion... Zhang Yuanqing, who was wearing a red hijab, muttered dissatisfiedly.
"Experience what it's like to be a groom?" Hengxing Wuji's amber vertical pupils reflected that sad red color, and he said with a strange expression:
"So you want to be my bride, but that won't work. I'm not interested in men."
Zhang Yuanqing ignored it, gathered his thoughts, and silently sensed the surroundings, waiting for the ghost bride to appear.
Seeing that there was no response to the taunt, Hengxing Wuji's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly stepped on the floor tiles and attacked without any sense of martial ethics.
He didn't know what this kid's method was, but any risk must be eliminated in advance. Giving the enemy time would be equal to putting himself in danger.
"Zizzi..." Suddenly, among the high-pitched suona, there was the sound of electric current, as if the signal had been interfered with.
Coming... Zhang Yuanqing felt the majestic Yin Qi pouring out of the void behind him, which made the hairs on his back stand up, but he did not dare to look back.
This feeling is so familiar. He felt the same way when the Ghost Bride appeared at Jinshui Amusement Park that day. The experience was exactly the same.
The majestic gloom enveloped the villa, and the official practitioners present felt their souls trembling. What did he summon?
In Heng Xing Wuji's field of vision, he saw a large black mist coming strangely behind the official Night Walker God, bringing chill, weirdness and fear. Indistinctly, a ghost figure wearing a bright red wedding dress appeared behind the Night Walker God.
Creak... The soles of Xing Xing Wuji's feet scraped against the ground with a sharp sound. He braked and forcibly stopped.
An unspeakable fear exploded in my heart.
Terrible wraiths, powerful wraiths, irresistible wraiths... He sensed the oppressive force of high-level evil spirits, followed his instincts, turned around and ran without any hesitation.
He is a witchcraft master, not an illusionist, and lacks the means to deal with spirits.
Not to mention such a high-level existence.
Hengxing Wuji rushed towards the door. As soon as he took a step forward, he suddenly paused. The door disappeared and was replaced by a dark mist.
In the mist, a strange figure wearing a red wedding dress loomed.
This... Hengxing Wuji's scalp went numb, he changed direction and rushed towards the stairs.
However, a thick mist came up the stairs. As the mist surged, a pair of exquisite feet wearing red embroidered shoes were walking down the stairs step by step.
There was despair in Hengxing Wuji's eyes.
He, what is he doing? In the eyes of all the official practitioners, Wang Xingwuji seems to be possessed by evil spirits. Sometimes he rushes to the door, sometimes to the window, sometimes to the stairs.
But every time, he would retreat in horror, his ugly insect face distorted by fear, and his amber vertical pupils filled with anxiety.
Tang Guoqiang shivered violently. With his limbs weak, he desperately moved his body and crawled away from Zhang Yuanqing, as if he was running for his life in a hurry.
Ghost hitting the wall? Zhang Yuanqing raised his head slightly, observed the crazy and rampant man with his extremely limited field of vision, and immediately judged that the ghost bride had used illusions.
He was thinking about taking the opportunity to make a last hit and bleed Hengxing Wuji, when he suddenly realized that he couldn't move.
"What's going on? The notes didn't say that the red hijab would restrict movement..." Zhang Yuanqing was shocked and suspicious, and then he felt something sticking behind his back.
Like a piece of ice, but with an unusual softness.
The majestic Yin Qi surged in, invaded the body, and merged with the power of Taiyin in his body.
The sleeping little Dobby woke up with a start, curled up and shivering. The infant spirit had no idea what was happening. When he woke up, he felt that he was in great danger.
Finally, Zhang Yuanqing found that he could move. He took steps and slowly walked toward Wangwuji step by step.
But all this is not under his control.
It was the ghost bride who controlled his body.
Guan Ya, Qing Teng, Bai Long, Li Dongze... everyone looked away from Heng Xing Wuji and looked at Zhang Yuanqing who was walking slowly.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but for a moment, they saw a ghostly figure in a red wedding dress clinging closely behind Yuan Shi.
Looking at that ghostly figure, everyone felt fear from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhang Yuanqing walked up to Hengxing Wuji, looked through the lower edge of the red hijab, and caught a glimpse of a pair of pale and delicate hands reaching out from his body and grabbing his hand.
The biting yin energy gathered in the palm of his hand. Zhang Yuanqing watched helplessly as the skin of his hand turned blue and black, and the muscles of his arm swelled, entangled with dark blood vessels.
Sharp black nails extend from the five fingers.
Those pale and delicate hands guided the ghost hand and pinched the neck of Wang Wuji.
.......
The gloomy mist surrounded him, and there were ghost figures in red wedding dresses from all directions. Hexing Wuji looked around in panic. He wanted to escape, but there was no way out. There was a ghost figure in every direction.
His heart was beating violently and his adrenaline was soaring, but what he brought was not the loss of courage, but the ultimate fear.
His ferocity, irritability, ruthlessness, and decisiveness all disappeared for some reason, and the only remaining emotions were fear and trembling.
Hengxing Wuji knows that he has been affected in some way, but the desperate thing is that you know that this is abnormal, but you can't change it.
At this time, ghost figures from all directions stretched out their hands at the same time. Under the gorgeous red wedding dress, there was a pair of strong black and blue ghost hands wrapped with veins.
Hengxing Wuji had no way to retreat, and watched helplessly as the ghost's hand pinched his delay. The next moment, the cold Yin Qi invaded his body, spreading rapidly, and his vitality quickly disappeared.
........
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the rampant Wuji under his ghost claws, and the light in his vertical pupils dimmed little by little, and finally went out.
In this tall and ugly body, the soul quickly shattered and dissipated.
Phew, dead... Zhang Yuanqing felt relieved. At this moment, he was finally sure that the battle was over and there would be no more accidents.
No, no, there is a monster with a human head and a snake body... As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the Ghost Bride controlled him to turn around and walk towards the big snake.
In the next moment, the big snake's fierce eyes were sometimes distracted, sometimes ferocious, and the limp snake body was restless and twisting feebly.
He also fell into illusion.
Zhang Yuanqing followed the same pattern and strangled the big snake's neck, depriving him of his life.
However, Zhang Yuanqing found that his actions did not stop, and the ghost bride did not leave. Instead, she controlled him to turn around and face the official practitioners.
The official traveler, who had just felt joyful, suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
Zhang Yuanqing noticed that the delicate and pale hands lifting his arms swayed a few times, and he hesitated between Bai Long, Qing Teng and Guan Ya.
After a few seconds, she seemed to make a choice, controlling Zhang Yuanqing and walking towards Guan Ya step by step.
"Yuan, Yuanshi?" Lao Siji turned pale and moved back in fear.
She wants to kill Guan Ya? No, stop it quickly... Zhang Yuanqing was in a panic, but his body was not under control at all.
The Ghost Bride should have a statute of limitations, but there is no prompt in the props. Zhang Yuanqing does not know how long she will exist. By the time the Ghost Bride expires, Guan Ya will definitely be dead.
Seeing Guan Ya getting closer and closer, Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts changed quickly, and he suddenly came up with a way to transfer the "control" to the little funny boy in his body.
In her body, the little Dobby finally couldn't bear the pressure and burst into tears.
Zhang Yuanqing gained the ability to move briefly. He immediately raised his left hand and pulled down the prop covering his head.
The majestic Yin Qi quickly retreated into the void, and the ghost bride reluctantly returned to the spiritual realm.
At this time, he was only five or six steps away from Guan Ya.
Zhang Yuanqing sat down on the ground, panting heavily, feeling weak again.
Guan Ya's white shirt was soaked with sweat, her temples were wet and stuck to her cheeks, and her chest was heaving.
Feeling that the terrible Yin Qi dissipated, the official practitioners exhaled at the same time, feeling thankful and happy. They felt that they were worthy of clearing two S-level Night Gods in a row. They were already so extraordinary at the rookie stage.
A shivering wood demon took out the pills from his tactical backpack and said: "Take the detoxification pills quickly. Although it cannot remove the toxins, it can relieve the symptoms."
"Can you send it over?"
"I, I can't move..."
Captain Qingteng frowned: "Who can still move? Go and put away the props upstairs. Now we are just coughing and paralyzed, but we may die suddenly later."
The big muscle bully got up staggeringly and planned to go upstairs, but after taking a few steps, he fell down weakly and lost too much blood and passed out.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing supported his tired body and said, "I'll go."
Bailong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled weakly: "You are really a reliable boy, no, man."
This sentence, if you had been more than ten seconds earlier, the Ghost Bride would not be able to tolerate you... Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.
Li Dongze, the commander behind the scenes, reminded:
"It should be on the second floor near the door, in the second or third room. Hengxing Wuji has been fighting in that position before. He should be guarding the props."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded and staggered up the stairs.
.........
Everyone watched him disappear around the corner of the stairs. Li Dongze raised his watch and took a look, with a happy expression on his face, and said:
"30 minutes are up. The barrier has dispersed. You can call for support."
Among the official travelers present, he was the only one who paid attention to elegance and wore a watch.
The rest of the people checked the time on their mobile phones, and before launching the arrest operation, their mobile phones were set to airplane mode.
At this time, the door to the living room was violently kicked open, and a dozen heavily armed official travelers filed in.
Next came Fu Qingyang, who was wearing a white suit and a short ponytail, and beside him was Lingjun, who was dressed casually and loosely.
The support team is here? Li Dongze and others are surprised and happy.
Lingjun's eyes swept over the dead Gu beasts and said with a smile:
"It seems we are no longer needed. Mr. Qian, your captains are quite capable."
Fu Qingyang glanced at Guan Ya, who was not injured, and then at the other captains, his stern face relaxed slightly.