Chapter 196
Almost fell to -60!
Jiang Yuan also figured out the situation clearly.
In front of poor bride Liu Cuicui, kindness, loyalty, compassion and responsibility are all qualities that increase favorability.
In front of Li Gui Liu Cuicui, kindness is the most useless and hated thing, because kindness is cowardice, and she is cowardly and dare not resist fate.
Therefore, buried alive.
"Let me go, and I'll help you chop that old man to death."
"If you want me to marry you, at least let me do something for you."
"When I complete the ritual with you, you will kill me, right?"
Many red lines in his body,
Those blood is bright red and hot flowing,
It fell to the ground "tick-tock-tock".
The blood on the blue granite was bright red, but it quickly poured into the dark stone crevices.
Liu Cuicui raised her lips, raised her slender and beautiful fingers in front of Jiang Yuan, and lifted his chin.
"Just you?"
"Why can you do it?"
Liu Cuicui was about to pinch Jiang Yuan's neck when suddenly her expression was startled.
Her beautiful eyes widened,
Her fingers were stained with Jiang Yuan's blood,
It's lukewarm.
She lowered her head in ecstasy and looked at the bright red on her fingers.
"Are you alive?"
Chapter 149 The strange bride, the wedding ceremony is completed
[Favorability +5]
[Favorability +5]
Jiang Yuan was a little confused.
Why is the favorability point added in a strange place?
After his extreme yin entered his body, he mixed with ghosts, and he also had ghost energy.
Therefore, Liu Cuicui mistakenly admitted that he was a ghost.
It's also normal.
But she still dares to have a good impression of people?
You've been hurt so much, how dare you?
So brave.
Liu Cuicui turned around, lowered her head and walked into the house.
The carved wooden door opens by itself,
She walked in,
The door then closed.
In the wedding room, dragon and phoenix candles were burning.
On the table are peanuts, longan, a jug of wine, and many festive arrangements.
Even the bed and the tent are all red.
Full of joy.
Liu Cuicui sat in front of the dressing table. In the mirror, she was covered in blood red.
In the dark bronze mirror,
Everything in the room was made of paper, abrupt and terrifying.
The light of a red candle is also blue.
Behind Liu Cuicui was a hollow darkness.
She wiped her fingers with the handkerchief,
"How dare a living person say that he wants to marry me?"
"How ridiculous."
"Isn't he afraid?"
Liu Cuicui looked in the mirror doubtfully, talking to another person.
Liu Cuicui in the mirror had drooped eyebrows, a helpless and pitiful look in her eyes, and tears on her cheeks.
The person in the mirror has a trembling voice,
"At that time, I was so scared knowing that I was going to marry a dead man."
"Why isn't he afraid?"
"I don't know either……"
"He's different, different from everyone else."
"Can you please not kill him?"
"No." Liu Cuicui raised her lips, "Maybe he is playing some trick? Do you want me to let him go?"
"But no one has ever let us go."
"I begged so many people, but no one sympathized with me."
Liu Cuicui shook her head and smiled.
Her fingers were twirling around, twirling around the black hair hanging on her shoulders.
The first seven nights.
She returned to her home, dressed in red, and sat in the middle of the hall.
That night, her brother died first and was drained of blood.
The second time my father died, he was drowned alive in a smelly ditch.
The third one is her good mother.
It was hung on the beam, hanging high.
Just as Liu Cuicui was thinking about it, her expression changed slightly and her face became a little calmer.
This time, the person in the mirror turned into the gorgeous Liu Cuicui.
"You don't really want to let him go, do you?"
"Do not be silly."
"If you save him, who will save you?"
Liu Cuicui in front of the mirror raised her head,
There was already a sound outside.
"The auspicious time has come——"
Her expression changed slightly, and she felt a little regretful, "It's too late."
When the person in the mirror heard this, he curled his lips and smiled proudly.
Happy and cruel.
Outside.
Jiang Yuan’s head drooped,
Red lines have grown in every inch of blood and meridians in the body,
Every move he makes is no longer under his control.
He is already a puppet.
The paper man supported Jiang Yuan and put him in wedding clothes made of paper.
The groom's clothes were festive, but they didn't quite fit him.
In my ears, the paper people began to talk.
“The groom’s majestic appearance makes him a perfect match for his bride.”
"Hurry up and pay your respects. The auspicious time has come."