Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 1242, Returning to Xia Shang 27
"Qingqing, I know it, and I know even more that we can't let Xia Chun have an accident like this. No matter what, he is the emperor of Xia Shang. If something really happened to him, Xia Shang, All harm but no benefit!"

"But, Jin Xian, we are getting married soon!"

Jin Xian looked calm, "I know, but I also know that Xia Chun's safety is more important than getting married!"

"Jinxian, let's get married one day earlier!"

Qingcheng knew what Jinxian meant, but she didn't want Jinxian to be sad, he had been preparing for such a long and important wedding.

It cannot be lost like this.

Jinxian was extremely surprised by Qingcheng's words, and at the same time, he was surprised, with subtle surprises, he never thought that Qingcheng would say such a thing.

"Jin Xian, we got married one day earlier. I can't deny it. I'm worried about Xia Chun, but I don't want to disappoint you. Even if you don't say it, I also know that you will be lost and sad. I I don't want to disappoint you, so let's get married one day earlier, okay?"

Qingcheng's words flowed into Jinxian's heart like a clear spring, making him feel sweet.

"it is good!"

The man looked at the girl intently, and responded.

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In a dark and cold dungeon.

A man with a coquettish and handsome face like a goblin, with condensed eyes, sat on the cold ground expressionlessly.

In the noisy and narrow dungeon, there was a damp atmosphere.

"Xia Chun, do you find it ridiculous? You are suffering here, but the person you love has no doubts about your love rival, and is already married!"

With a sarcastic tone, the woman threw a red post into the dungeon.

The bronzing font on the post pierced Xia Chun's eyes red, making him look in a trance for a moment.

His heart throbbed instantly, like falling into an ice cellar, and the suffocation-like feeling made him dizzy.

Xia Chun's face turned pale, but he didn't move at all. He sat on the cold floor without moving.

The woman looked at Xia Chun's devastated appearance, and the smile on her face was even bigger, "I really don't know what is so good about a woman like her who can make all of you fall in love with each other so much. Negative, the degree of infatuation is really enviable!"

While insulting Qingcheng, the woman sighed inexplicably.

The jealousy in her tone made her stunning face look extremely hideous and distorted, extremely ugly.

Xia Chun's eyes were cold, "Don't think that if you trap me here, I can do nothing to you. If you say no to her again, I will risk my life and make you pay the price!"

The cold tone was gloomy and cold, and the coolness in the words carried an unconcealable evil spirit.

The man's gaze caused the woman to take a step back subconsciously, her eyes flashed with fear, and when she realized what she had done, she turned from embarrassment into anger, glared at the man, and her voice was full of anger.

"Xia Chun, you are hopeless!!"

At this time, even though there was a barrier between them, even if An Yinger resented Xia Chun, she would not dare to provoke him.

Who knows if he will come out suddenly, after all, Xia Chun's martial arts are so strong, if he didn't have the existence of mind-controlling Gu in his body, and his subconscious mind influenced him, An Yinger would not have arrested him so easily and put him in the dungeon.

Xia Chun ignored An'er's words with a cold expression.

At this moment, the handsome and seductive man is like an ice sculpture without emotion, sitting on the floor with a blank expression, closing his eyes, as if isolated from the world.

Seeing it in his eyes, An'er felt so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all ached.

He gave Xia Chun a hard look, turned around and left angrily.

The night was dark.

The sky is bright and the moon is bright.

The sky is full of stars.

Make the stars in the whole sky twinkle and shine brightly.

It was cold and windy outside.

In a magnificent palace.

A pale man lay on the ground.

The blood-red dress was stained with blood.

The strong and pungent bloody smell is extremely pungent.

The woman contracted her body, severe pain spread all over her body, and the gloomy black mist passed through her body time and time again like a sharp knife.

Sweat wet her back.

She trembled in pain.

The shrill screams almost resounded throughout the palace.

After an unknown amount of time, a few men in black with vacant eyes arrested many ordinary people in ordinary clothes.

Those people's faces were pale, and their eyes were full of fear. Seeing the scene in front of them, they were even more frightened, and their bodies trembled in fear.

Without waiting for these people to realize what happened, the woman lying on the ground enduring the severe pain suddenly opened her eyes.

Those blood-colored eyes were full of hostility and killing.

She stood up tremblingly, top-heavy, and completely tortured.

The woman didn't say anything, she pulled out a sharp knife from the waist of the guard under her control, and slashed it amidst the shrill and sharp screams of the people.

For a moment, the entire hall was dripping with blood, and blood flowed like a river.

The torn corpses fell in a pool of blood, and she killed all the people here except those under her control.

Kill them, kill them.

Only killing can stop the wanton power in her body.

standing in a pool of blood.

The smell of blood stimulated the woman, causing a strange sense of enjoyment to appear on the woman's face, and her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had smelled the most wonderful smell.

That crazy appearance, like a lunatic.

The sharp blade was completely stained red, and drops of glaring blood flowed from the luminous knife body, dripping into the pool of blood.

I don't know how long it took before the woman returned to normal, and everything in front of her eyes gradually became clear.

With a gloomy and indifferent face, he ordered people to clean up the place, dropped the sword in his hand, turned and left the hall.

all of these.

All this thanks to Qingcheng.

With blood on her hands, she fell into hell.

Closing her eyes, tears rolled down her fair face. The black vines growing on her face suddenly seemed to be infected by ink, and the color became darker.

A gloomy atmosphere enveloped her whole body.

Red candle mandarin ducks.

This early flourishing wedding stunned the whole Nancheng.

Arrange festive and bustling streets.

The gongs and drums are loud.

In the huge temple.

Yuelao's sculpture was covered with a layer of gold again.

A red carpet lay on the ground.

The girl wore a red hijab with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and a gorgeous red wedding dress, which was embroidered with precious silk threads little by little. With the slight swaying of the skirt, the patterns on the wedding dress seemed to come to life completely.

Like the flourishing flowers blooming in the garden, a group of beautiful butterflies flew from no one knows when.

The butterflies seem to be attracted by the flowers on the skirt, and they land on it one after another.

For a moment, it actually made the woman look like a fairy descending to the earth, her slender figure moved her face with stunning beauty.

(End of this chapter)