Xiao Hongyi, this is a pitiful female ghost in red.
Until the end, she still could not forget the most beautiful red wedding dress in her life on her wedding day.
Although it is sad that the men in the Red Clothes Ghost Town will die if they change their minds, not all of them live in pain, because in the Red Clothes Ghost Town, except for the men who cannot change their hearts, every woman in the Red Clothes Ghost Town also takes good care of her husband and fulfills all her responsibilities.
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From the surface, it seems that Xiao Hongyi has never forgotten the beauty of the past.
But Zhao Mu knew deeply that Xie Yi had already wiped out all emotions, leaving only twisted desires.
What Xiao Hongyi hates most is not Zhang Yi, but the innocent self who once lived in this city.
The bride in the city is who she used to be, and the groom in the city is Zhang Yi who used to be. Every red wedding dress is a clone of Xiao Hongyi. She tortures the couples in the city and even herself by reliving the good times over and over again.
Making yourself more miserable creates more resentment.
"Should I...want to try to get a wife?"
Zhao Mu said to himself.
Then he did it, heading to a nearby city that was about to be visited by a red ghost town.
There have been crazy marriages in the city recently, but obviously not all men can find their partners immediately. Most of the men who cannot find their partners immediately begin to escape from the city and scatter outside the city. Whoever is captured by the Red Ghost City has a lucky escape.
Depends on luck.
Huddled in the wilderness, Zhao Mu waited for his bride to come and steal her.
It's not the real person or a clone of the God of Death, but a clone made by the Flesh Box with a new soul stuffed into it.
Even if he becomes the Netherworld Dragon Kun, it is not a good thing to keep dividing his soul.
Splitting three times is already his current limit.
It's not impossible to continue dividing, but once it is divided too much, it will cause permanent soul damage that even Netherworld Dragon Kun cannot recover.
So this is the last clone of an ordinary person created with the help of Netherworld Longkun. The only thing that is extraordinary is that this identity is given super luck through the Disaster Demonic Eyes.
Zhao Mu closed his eyes, temporarily suppressed his own memory, and temporarily used the memories of other people's fears and fears copied through the dream world as the dominant one. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly became a frightened ordinary person.
Some emotions.
This is no longer as simple as acting, but actually becoming another person temporarily.
After all, the character of a life is almost entirely shaped by memory and experience.
Zhao Mu hid in a tree hole and sealed it with mud, leaving only a few small vents.
It was hot and uncomfortable, and every second was like waiting for God's judgment.
The original figure in the mythical territory silently observed this ordinary person's clone. He had experienced this feeling in his previous life. Now it is a wonderful feeling to experience it again. In his previous life, as a low-class person who was born in the lower city, he could reach the end.
It's not just about luck and talent.
This fear of the unknown forced him not to stop for a second in his previous life.
No one's success is a fluke, even if it is cheating, if you don't use the cheats well, you will die sooner or later.
As an ordinary person, Zhao Mu has hidden well.
But he was still discovered. An empty red wedding dress went straight through the big tree and the red hijab fell down. Zhao Mu suddenly shrunk and fell into it. He came to a gloomy place that looked at the building specifications and was at least the eerie location of the palace.
Zhao Mu knew that this was the ghost land of Red Wedding Dress.
The interior is its own space, and even a considerable part of its rules were formulated by Hong Wedding Dress.
In this environment, the power of the red wedding dress can be at least doubled.
On the other hand, outsiders will be suppressed from all directions by the entire ghost domain.
The legion composed of Daxu was suppressed by the ghost realm and had no power to resist at all.
Moreover, it was just a house that looked like a wealthy family, and at most it was a red wedding dress that was hundreds of years old. This ghost domain could be transformed into the size of a prince's palace, and it was at least a red wedding dress that had been around for thousands of years. It seemed that
He was selected by a super wealthy family in the Red Ghost Town.
Time was chaotic in the ghost realm, and Zhao Mu was confused and didn't know how much time had passed.
When I woke up, I was almost stunned.
He is now lying on the bed, and there is a woman in red beside him, caressing his face lovingly and tenderly.
He happened to know this woman in red, it was Xiao Hongyi.
Although when making the clone, Zhao Mu had an idea and made the clone somewhat similar to Zhang Yi. Coupled with the luck given to him, he thought that this might have a special effect, but he didn't expect that it would actually have a special effect, because
His face directly showed him the final boss.
"You...who are you?"
Zhao Mu said with a look of courage.
"Xiao Hongzhuang from the slave family."
The woman in red closed her eyes and placed her ears against his heart, listening to his heartbeat.
"Xiao Hongzhuang????"
Zhao Mu's heartbeat accelerated.
Xiao Hongzhuang and Xiao Hongyi, the two names have only one character difference.
But the appearance looks exactly the same, so did Xiao Hongyi change his name, or was he targeting the wrong person from beginning to end? The evil in the Red Clothes Ghost City is not Xiao Hongyi at all, but someone who looks like Xiao Hongyi.
Xiao Hongzhuang, a kind of kinship.
"You...you are my bride."
Zhao Mu asked in a joyful and nervous tone.
"Yeah! Come with me."
Xiao Hongzhuang nodded and stood up, pulling Zhao Mu to sit up.
Zhao Mu followed and walked through the dark corridor to an ancestral hall not far away.
I saw that the ancestral hall was filled with tablets, densely packed from top to bottom.
Zhao Mu only took one look and knew that these were all tablets of the Xiao family. The most conspicuous one was unexpectedly that of his mother, Xiao Hongyi. Could it be that Xiao Hongzhuang was Xiao Hongyi's biological daughter?
Looking in front of the memorial tablet, I saw a gorgeous red wedding dress hanging on a cross hanger.
Different from the ordinary red wedding dress, this one has the phoenix crown and harem of the prince's wife on it.
"Mother, the Red Clothes Ghost City is in danger, and my daughter wants to stay as a heir to the Xiao family."
Xiao Hongzhuang knelt in front of Hong Wedding Dress and said sadly.
"In danger?"
Zhao Mu was full of questions, but when he thought about it, he realized that he had overlooked something before.
Among the evil spirits, there are also beings with advanced wisdom.
He was extremely wary of these evil things, but in fact, these evil things were actually frightening to him.
As the old saying goes, people are afraid of ghosts, but ghosts are actually more afraid of people.
Why?
The three evil beings were living well in their own worlds, but suddenly they were captured by a terrifying power. They were given a task to get rid of someone. Then they would definitely wonder why the power that came to arrest them didn't do it himself.
Instead of taking action, you need to use their hands?
Could it be that they are being used as cannon fodder? Could it be that there is a big terror behind the person they are chasing?
Anyone who is smart will have fear of him stemming from the unknown.
After all, there is a saying that those who kill will always be killed.
That's why Xiao Hongzhuang is worried about the future, worried that she will be killed instead of killing her. The real evil is indeed her mother Xiao Hongyi, but somehow Xiao Hongyi has an unknown daughter who survived.
This time, because of his strong luck, he happened to be chosen, and he wanted to borrow a seed to keep a descendant of the Xiao family to prevent the Xiao family's bloodline from being cut off.