Chapter 3456 What Should I Do if the Apprentice Always Wants to Deceive the Teacher (43)

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Xianjun's slender and cold fingers pressed against the silver-white sword hilt, and without hesitation, he cut a sword light towards the blood coffin in an instant, and the sharp sword energy contained the potential to break the army!

The sound of the wind was startled, and there seemed to be a sound of resentment and howling falling together with the sword glow, and the low-pitched sound became more and more sharp, almost piercing the eardrum of a person!

at the same time,

Hun Shang unsheathed, Mozun was dressed in red, and the sword energy formed a phantom of a blood moon in mid-air, covering the sky and covering the earth——!

It is an indescribable tacit understanding that two shocking sword qi cut down at the same time!

The blood-wood coffin, which had been tightly closed, pushed open the coffin lid at that moment——

The picture slowly unfolded in front of my eyes.

The coffin turned out to be empty!

The blood coffin was empty, and there was nothing.

And the moment the coffin was opened, Yinfeng howled bitterly, lifting the hair and clothes of the two of them, and the singing voice full of femininity became sharp and distorted, resentful and crazy, and the evil spirit was devastating. Flooded in the ancestral hall, it can almost devour people!

The female voice was still singing, but it sounded like blood dripping from the blade, weeping blood every word, painful and treacherous.

The figures of the two fell into the overflowing black mist, their fingers intertwined.

The wind echoed in the ancestral hall, and the black mist almost wiped it out, and the singing became more and more shrill.

"I can't ask for it, I'm full of resentment—!"

There are all kinds of sounds in my ears, the melodious suona sound and the loud gongs and drums are intertwined, and the lively whispers are submerged in the ritual music, and the sound is close at hand.

The world turned upside down and plunged into darkness.

When Ranbai opened his eyes again, there was a blurry red in front of him.

She is in the sedan chair.

Mozun narrowed his eyes dangerously, lifted the red veil with his slender fingers, looked at the scene in the sedan chair, and then directly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair to look out.

I saw the ten-mile long street, bustling and bustling, with all kinds of people, their faces full of beaming joy.

It's clearly a wedding.

Even though she was still in the cold and oppressive tomb one second, she was directly on top of a tedious and lively wedding in the blink of an eye, and she even became the protagonist of the wedding.

Ranbai glanced out, then put down his hands, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully.

A judgment was quickly made.

This is probably everything the owner of the tomb experienced in his lifetime, but now she is pulled into the illusion and becomes the owner of the tomb before she was alive, and she may experience her whole life.

Ranbai licked her lower lip,

I thought casually.

I don't know if Xianjun is here, and what is his identity...

The wooden carved sedan chair, with red lacquer like blood and inlaid with gold thread, is extraordinarily delicate.

The red makeup team winding for several miles could not fit in a single street. They walked mightily on the long street, like a wandering dragon, with great momentum and extraordinarily grand.

With the sound of the suona, the alleys are empty for thousands of people, and the prosperity and beauty are full of auspiciousness and festivities everywhere, and everyone's faces are filled with joy.

Nobody knows what's going to happen next, but at least for the moment they're all genuinely and unadulteratedly delighted.

Ranbai leaned lazily on the sedan chair and let out a sneer.

After an unknown amount of time, the sedan chair finally stopped.

They stopped outside the vermilion gate of a wealthy family, and there were two characters engraved on the plaque, magnificent and majestic.

Lin Fu.

now,

The vermilion door was wide open, and there was a whole row of people who came to meet the bride.

However, Ranbai did not see the groom on the sedan chair road.

The sound of the suona is melodious and pleasant.

After the sedan chair stopped for a second or two, there was a low coughing sound, the voice was very low, and there was a bit of morbid hoarseness in the clearness.

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Ran Bai lifted the curtain of the flowered car, and his eyes just met the groom standing in front of Lin's mansion.

She has a meal.

No matter how different her appearance was, she still recognized her temperament at a glance.

Her family's fairy actually wore it directly on the groom.

The slender young man is tall and tall, wearing a red wedding dress, the color is scorching, and against his complexion, there is a kind of sickly paleness, and he looks very weak. With one hand behind his back, his expression is cold, elegant and plain. , Even on the day of the big wedding, there is no hint of joy.

Those deep and calm eyes outline the breeze and bright moon, as if there is a vast world in their eyes, and the avenue of reincarnation, staring at her quietly through all the noisy and lively scenes, the light in those eyes is extremely faint, as if from another distant Standing on the top of a snow-capped mountain overlooking all beings.

Xi Niang smiled all over her face, "My lord, hurry up and pick up the bride."

The young fairy lowered his eyes slightly, calm, he obviously recognized Ranbai, and after a second or two of silence, he walked over unhurriedly, with neither joy nor sorrow.

He walked up to the bridal sedan step by step, stopped there, stretched out his hand calmly, his slender and distinct fingers glistened almost transparently in the sun, his blood-colored sleeves hung down against a clear wrist bone, and he was cold and elegant in his bones.

Mozun lazily put her veil back on, and suddenly felt that such a thing was not too bad, she put her hand on Xianjun's hand that was stretched out in the air, and walked out.

The young girl Fengguan Xiapei, her wedding dress is like fire, her hair is straight with black hair, her eyebrows are covered by a red veil, and behind her is ten miles of red makeup, which is not as good as her color.

that moment,

Ranbai felt Yu Chen's fingertips gently brushing her palm, and wrote a few words.

Do not act rashly.

The arc of the fingertips is cold, and the temperature remaining on the palm of the hand.

Under the red gauze, the corners of the girl's lips curled slightly.

She didn't say anything, just held Yu Chen's hand tightly.

The two entered the Lin Mansion together, and the wedding process was cumbersome and complicated.

It is a scene of the tomb owner's experience during his lifetime.

Before the truth is known, it is obviously not a good practice to go against the things of the past.

The two followed the others and walked into the lobby.

The two sides of the lobby were full of people, laughing and laughing, looking at the newlyweds.

The voice of the bridesmaid resounded in the lobby, deep and pleasant, but it also added an ethereal trance. "Marriage between two surnames, a covenant, a good relationship will last forever, and the match has the same name. Look at the peach blossoms burning today, and the house is suitable for IKEA. It is predicted that the next year will be full of melons, and Erchang Erzhi..."

"Worship the heavens and the earth——" the voice was full of laughter, which brought a sense of sadness for no reason, and seemed like an abyss that tempted people to fall.

Xianjun's expression was indifferent, straight and slender, and his blood-like wedding dress couldn't suppress his cold temperament. He quietly glanced at Ranbai, and only said one word in a low voice, with a flat voice: "Bye."

The clear tone fell on Ranbai's ears clearly.

Xianjun and the girl bowed down together.

Ranbai raised her eyebrows, and the red veil hazyly covered the curve of her lips that seemed to be a smile that wasn't a smile.

The bridesmaid solemnly said: "Second obeisance to the high hall—"

Ran Bai and Yu Chen turned around and bowed down to the middle-aged couple sitting at the top.

The middle-aged couple was dressed in fancy clothes, smiling, looking at them kindly and softly.

It's all so real and festive that it doesn't look at all, these are dead things.

"Husband and wife salute—"

The young Xianjun seemed to pause for a moment, but it was not obvious.

The two turned around at the same time, facing each other.

The red gauze was hazy, covering the girl's face so that she couldn't really see it, but she could vaguely see her eyebrows.