As soon as he entered the courtyard, the scene in front of Huang Feng's eyes changed instantly.
A huge and frightening strange energy rushes towards you, like a wave on a river, with a majestic momentum.
bass!
Instantly pulling out [Ink], Huang Feng looked solemnly at the ghosts all over the yard.
When I looked outside, there was no ghost at all, but when I stepped in, I saw ghosts all over the yard.
Huang Feng twitched and glanced behind him, but found no one else.
impossible!
Huang Feng immediately realized that something was wrong. He remembered that when he entered the courtyard, Mo Xiaowei was the first to follow him. Logically speaking, it was impossible to see anyone in such a short step.
and……
At a glance, Huang Feng discovered that the door behind him looked very unreal. There was a layer of white mist hanging on it, and nothing could be seen outside.
Ghostland!
Huang Feng made a judgment in his mind about the current situation.
He is trapped in a ghost realm.
And as Huang Feng took out [Ink], the ghosts who had been drinking carnivally in the yard suddenly became quiet, and the eyes of ghosts of different shapes were fixed on Huang Feng's body.
The scene was very quiet for a while.
"Oh, isn't this the groom's official? Why are you still here? The bride has been waiting for a long time."
Just then, a voice broke the quiet atmosphere.
Upon hearing this holy voice, the ghosts staring at Huang Feng immediately retracted their gazes. Some ghosts even shrank involuntarily, sat back in their seats, and continued drinking and carousing.
Huang Feng followed the sound and saw the old woman in front of him, whom he had met once before, walking over with a coquettish step.
She held a bright red dress in her hand. When the old woman came closer, Huang Feng saw that it was actually a groom's dress.
"Groom, please change your clothes quickly. Don't keep the bride waiting too long."
The old woman walked to Huang Feng and started to pull off Huang Feng's clothes.
With his feet moving quickly, Huang Feng dodged towards his side, and at the same time, the [Ink] in his hand transformed into Hyōrinmaru mode, and slashed towards the old woman's neck with a knife.
"One knife!"
It is a pure basic move of "Flying Continuous Slash", with the characteristics of Hyōrinmaru attached. It is very fast and can hit the old woman's neck in the blink of an eye.
There was no trace of color. The old woman looked calm and didn't care at all about Huang Feng's attack.
"hehe!"
The old woman smiled lightly, stretched out two fingers and faced the light of the knife.
The next second, the blade of the knife was caught between the old woman's fingers.
"Don't be naughty, groom. Today is your and your lady's special day. Don't waste any more time."
The old woman didn't look angry and told Huang Feng the truth calmly: "If you miss the right time and miss the blame, you won't get any good results."
"Come on, be good and put on your clothes."
A black aura suddenly shot out from the old woman's eyes. Huang Feng was so close that even those who wanted to dodge did not do so.
His consciousness was briefly confused. When Huang Feng woke up, he found that the place he was in had changed again.
At this time he was in a wedding hall.
There was no one else in the high hall, only two empty chairs.
There was a bloated feeling on his chest. Huang Feng looked down and found that there was a big red flower woven from strips of cloth on his chest.
"Isn't this the groom's suit?"
Looking at the clothes on his body, Huang Feng wanted to take them off, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not take them off.
And he also discovered something very terrifying.
The spiritual core in his body was imprisoned by a mysterious force, and he could not use any spiritual energy at all.
In other words, he is completely an ordinary person now.
"The auspicious time has arrived, the ceremony is completed, and it is sent to the bridal chamber."
The old woman's voice suddenly sounded, and the next moment two strong ghosts came out. One ghost took Huang Feng's arm, lifted him up, and walked toward the side door.
What the hell? What am I doing? What happened when I was confused?
Questions arose in Huang Feng's mind, but no one could answer them for him.
The two strong men and ghosts threw Huang Feng into the next room and left immediately.
In the room was a woman with a red hijab, sitting on a bed covered with red quilts.
For some reason, Huang Feng couldn't control his body. He watched helplessly as he walked towards the woman, and then very neatly took off the hijab on the woman's head.
The woman in front of me appears to be about eighteen years old.
Her long black hair was scattered behind her shoulders. On her standard oval face, her two curved willow-leaf eyebrows swayed slightly with her flashing eyes. Her small cherry-like mouth had its corners slightly raised, giving the woman a look on her face.
A faint smile.
The woman was wearing a very tight red cheongsam, which showed off her attractive figure to the fullest.
And at the hem of the cheongsam, a pair of snow-white legs are wearing flesh-colored stockings, which makes the woman full of unique temptation.
"It would be nice if it was black stockings!"
After being surprised by the woman's appearance and figure, Huang Feng subconsciously made a comment, and then he found that he could move.
The moment he was able to move independently, Huang Feng took out [Ink] from the space.
"Ms. sir, what are you doing?"
The woman spoke in a very lazy voice.
"I'm not your husband-in-law."
Huang Feng looked at the woman coldly. She looked very human. Even the [Eye of Truth] could not see her true identity.
The first point is that Huang Feng rules out that the other party is a human being.
Second point, the opponent is very strong.
The third point is that she is so strong that even if she tries her best, she may not be able to hurt her at all.
"Ms. sir, it's getting late."
The woman blushed and said, "It's time for us to rest."
After saying that, the woman stood up.
As soon as she stood up, Huang Feng realized that she was not short.
He is 1.8 meters tall, but a woman can reach his chin when she stands up. She must be 1.75 meters tall anyway.
As the woman stood up, her stunning figure, against the backdrop of the bright red cheongsam, looked even more stunning.
Especially those long legs, just standing there makes people have the urge to hold them in their arms and play with them.
But Huang Feng was not impulsive. Even at the age of young Ai Mu, he only felt wary when facing this unknown woman.
At a distance of seven or eight steps, the woman quickly arrived in front of Huang Feng.
As she approached, a faint fragrance rushed into Huang Feng's nose.
"Ms. sir, why are you so nervous?"
The woman stretched out a hand, her fingers were as white as jade and very slender.
He touched Huang Feng's cheek.
"Please behave."
Huang Feng took a cautious step back, avoiding her fingers: "Otherwise I won't be polite."
"Ouch!"
A trace of surprise flashed across the woman's face. She half-covered her lips and smiled infatuatedly before saying something else: "Mr. Sir, why do you want to be so rude?"
"No matter what you want to do, Ji Yu won't resist, just do it."
Ji Yu raised her head slightly, closed her eyes, and looked like she was at the mercy of Huang Feng.
Well!
Huang Feng can't be harmed by this!
Ji Yu raised her head, her bright red mouth was like a cherry, and she pouted slightly, looking like she wanted to be tasted.
Huang Feng took a step back again.
The more Ji Yu behaves like this, the more he feels there is a trap.
"You must not be fooled, red skull, calm down, calm down!"
After not getting the expected touch for a long time, Ji Yu opened her eyes and saw Huang Feng taking a step back.
A look of anger appeared on her face, and there was a layer of mist in her autumn-like eyes.
"It seems that my husband has a misunderstanding about Ji Yu."
Ji Yu covered her face sadly, sobbing.
But Huang Feng remained unmoved.
Because as Ji Yu sobbed, the temperature in the room dropped sharply.
It's weird!
From Ji Yu's body, black aura visible to the naked eye filled the room, and soon filled the entire room.
"Miss."
Suddenly, a voice sounded outside the door.
Huang Feng recognized the old woman's voice.
"Did my uncle bully you?"
As he said that, he seemed about to open the door and come in.
"Back off." Ji Yu shouted coldly.
There is no trace of that affectionate, rain-dropped pear blossom look on her face at this moment.
As cold as an iceberg, the aura of someone who has been in power for a long time emanates from her body.
"Very good, you can go."
Ji Yu looked at Huang Feng coldly and said, "Since you don't want to be my husband, I won't force you. I just hope you don't regret it."
"you!"
Huang Feng was about to speak, but found that the scene in front of him changed.
He appeared at the door of the yard, his feet just about to fall down.
"Huang Feng, what's wrong with you?"
Turning around, Huang Feng saw Mo Xiaowei with a confused look on her face.