The Black King, who was lying at the door of the bedroom, suddenly raised his head and glanced at the living room in confusion. He was keenly aware that the room at this moment was a little different from just now.
A cold and ominous aura sneaked into it, as if it was exploring something.
If the Black King hadn't been very sensitive and had come into contact with a lot of these dirty things before, it might not have been able to detect it in time.
"Woo——"
The Black King was covered in hair, his nose was wrinkled, and his pupils were dilated and enlarged. His limbs were lying on the floor, and the sound coming from his throat was deep and powerful, as if it could explode at any time!
He Zhao woke up from his sleep and opened his bloodshot eyes. He finally rested for a while and took a nap, only to be woken up again.
Although his heart was full of anger, he still remained vigilant. The Black King would not get angry for no reason, he must have sensed something. The next moment, holding swords in his left and right hands, he pushed open the door.
"?"
The living room was filled with gray clouds, and there was a rustling sound on the floor, as if something was crawling. It was dark outside the window, and He Zhao was sure that there was still moonlight shining down before going to bed.
"Woof!!"
The Black King roared, and a strange force rippled, sweeping away the gray clouds and mist in the living room in an instant.
The pupils of Wu Renzhao's eyes shrank, and all he could see was dense hair on the floor. A patient with trypophobia would probably die on the spot if he saw this.
"Good boy, resist for a while!"
"boom!"
He Zhao closed the door, while the Black King was standing outside the door with a confused look on his face. The fierce aura he had finally gathered suddenly dissipated.
"???"
At the critical moment, if you leave my dog outside, your conscience won’t hurt.JPG!
In the bedroom, He Zhao found 150ml of black dog blood, smeared it on the long sword, and began to soak the arrows one by one. After thinking about it, he found 500g of gold powder and "enchanted" both of them again.
On the other side, black hair sprouted, like an octopus, splitting into dense tentacles, which were wrapped around the Black King's limbs and neck. Some hair strands were inserted down its throat, as if it was trying to kill him.
"Woof woof woof..."
The Black King barked repeatedly, but with its powerful body, it was unable to break free. So what on earth did my current master provoke?
At the critical moment, He Zhao kicked open the door, raised his hand and threw out the remaining half bottle of black dog blood.
"Tsk tsk tsk!!"
The hair wrapped around the Black King's limbs and neck looked like it had been drenched in sulfuric acid, with green smoke filling the air.
"Woooooooo..."
The Black King, who was even bigger than the tiger, squatted at He Zhao's feet and complained, his expression was extremely aggrieved.
It seems to be saying that it's not that I'm incompetent, but that I'm not professional enough.
"Didi da da da... The man is affectionate, the concubine is interested, they hit it off immediately, there is no suspense. There is a destiny for birth, and there is a reason for death. Causes and conditions are determined by fate, don't force it."
Downstairs, there was the sound of festive suona and the plaintive singing of a woman.
"Aren't you afraid?" He Zhao spat at the black hair on the ground, and in the next second several ghost figures holding musical instruments appeared, just like the melon-skin hats before.
Get settled!
The spiritual power surging around Wu Renzhao's body gathered in his eyes, and a will full of malice came, instantly making the "joyful" ghosts freeze in place like rocks.
"rub--"
The figure flashed, and he was seen rushing into the crowd of ghosts.
Raise your hand and swing your sword!
In the flash of cold light, before the black hair could move, He Zhao returned to the bedroom door like a whirlwind.
Everything happened in a flash of lightning, from the beginning to the end of his action, only three to five seconds.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
The six little ghosts were like deflated balloons, disappearing in the blink of an eye and turning into wisps of mist floating around.
In the past, it took two swords to kill the ghosts, but now, under the "enchantment" of black dog blood and gold powder, only one sword is needed.
He endured the severe pain in his head and looked at the living room warily.
My vision seemed to be distorted by a strange force, and the mist suddenly rose. In an instant, it suddenly rose from below my ankles to up to my waist.
In the haziness, four little white faces with pale faces and red cheeks arrived carrying a scarlet sedan chair.
The sedan was tied with colorful silk, and there were two girls on the left and right carrying flower baskets. There was a tall figure holding an umbrella in front of the sedan.
Logically speaking, there should be a six-piece band in front of the umbrella.
It's a pity that everyone named He was shocked.
At the same time, the indoor temperature plummeted.
He Zhao's eyebrows were even covered with white frost.
"Mr. Lang! Come on!"
A soft and charming female voice sounded, shaking a chord in the man's heart.
"Gudong——" Ruen Renzhao had never seen such a charming voice before, and he trembled all over. "I am also a person who has seen the world, don't tempt me!"
"Mr. Sir, I've had such a hard time waiting for you!" The sedan door curtain lifted a corner, revealing a beautiful face. He Zhao was dumbfounded. This bride completely matched his aesthetics, as if she was tailor-made.
"Lang Jun~~~"
Her voice was tingling, coupled with her aggrieved eyes, even a man couldn't stand it.
"Come here!"
"hey-hey."
He Zhao giggled twice and walked over with blurred eyes.
Black King: "?"
If I remember correctly, I also looked at the master with this look not long ago. It was so useless.
The big black king, his head is full of questions.
"Snapped!"
The Black King immediately gave himself a claw. Is this the time to think about this?
Help!
"Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!"
While barking, He Zhao remained unmoved.
When she was only three meters away from the sedan chair, the bride's white and smooth face showed a satisfied look.
Even though nearly a hundred years have passed, her grace is still the same as before. Will future generations still fall under her skirt?
Seeing that He Zhao could not be awakened, the Black King had no choice but to bite the opponent's skirt and pull him back.
As a result, as soon as I took a step, the dense black hair wrapped around me like maggots on the tarsus, and it was suspended in the air, showing a shameful "big" shape.
"Woof woof woof!"
After all, the professionalism is not right, and there is really nothing I can do.
One step, two steps...
There is only one last step left to get into the sedan chair for the bridal chamber.
He Zhao stopped abruptly, and the bride looked up in confusion, only to see that his eyes were full of mockery.
What kind of sexy bitch have I never seen in a nightclub?
However, ever since I congratulated someone for being sensible, I vowed not to be a licker in this life!
So, die!
"Excuse me!"
A black broken knife with a slender blade appeared in He Zhao's right hand, and white spiritual power surged into the killing knife.
Raise your hand and strike with a knife!
"Buzz——"
The invisible blade burst out, and all people and objects within ten meters were cut into two pieces.
"Plop!"
The hair that restrained the Black King was also torn, fell from mid-air, and fell to the floor.
"ah--"
The bride, who had been stabbed in the head, immediately let out a shrill scream, and the scarlet wedding dress on her body suddenly dimmed in color.
As for the ornately decorated wedding sedan, it was split into two, and the upper half was directly chopped off.
The remaining few little ghosts overflowed into mist in the decaying howl.
"rub!"
The bride disappeared into the living room with half of her sedan chair.
The dense black hair disappeared invisibly, and the moonlight outside the window shone, reflecting the messy interior of the living room.
"run?"
"Black King!"
A dog's nose is the most sensitive.
He Zhao turned over and sat on the Black King, raised his sword and pointed out the window.