I just want to practice

This murderous man who came from nowhere gave him a sense of oppression like a roaring tsunami in the face of a steel frenzy all the time.

If he hadn't been exercising all the year round and was barely energetic, he might have peed his pants at this moment, so how could he have the courage to speak.

Jiang Wuye frowned, thought for a while, reached out and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pink peach blossom imprint on his thick right arm, and said in a deep voice, "I don't like listening to nonsense the most, can I talk about it now?"

"How is this possible, only one flower demon mark will appear at a time, and you are so old..."

"Tell you not to talk nonsense! Also, do you have eye problems? I am sixteen, sixteen!!!

When Jiang Wuye heard this, he almost lost his mind, grabbed the young man by the collar, his eyes were reddened, and the loud roar of a ferocious beast almost knocked the young man unconscious.

It took a long time for Jiang Wuye to calm down, throwing away the young man, exhaled a few breaths, and said impatiently: "If you don't want to be a tricky bridegroom, hurry up, it's better to be simple and easy to understand, I'm not interested in listening to you. Long story .”

"My name is Zhao Zhe, and I am..."

"Um?!"

Zhao Zhe just wanted to introduce himself first, but seeing Jiang Wuye's squinted eyes, he swallowed again and stopped, and said in a trembling voice: "The mark on your arm is the mark of the flower demon. Since a month ago, this mark has appeared on your arm Those who live in the city must put on the bridegroom's formal attire to meet the flower demon's wedding team outside the city and marry the flower demon.

If you don't marry, or run away, someone will die tragically in Leyang City the next day, and sometimes there will be more than one. "

"Forcibly marry a woman from a good family? Do you want to marry two at once this time?"

Jiang Wuye's face twitched, as if his dignity as a man had been trampled on.

"what?"

Suddenly, Zhao Zhe on the ground uttered a sound of surprise, which then turned into ecstasy, rolling up his sleeves and laughing at Jiang Wuye in a frenzy: "It's gone, haha, the mark of the flower demon on my arm is gone, I don't have to die Yes, hahaha!"

Jiang Wuye was stunned, subconsciously pulled up the sleeve of his right arm, looked down, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

The imprint is still there.

Moreover, there is an extra line of flirtatious pink words: "The peach blossoms are blooming tonight, and I invite you to enjoy the beauty of the peach blossoms together."

"Uh……"

On the side, Zhao Zhe saw the change in Jiang Wuye's arm, and looked at Jiang Wuye's majestic and burly figure without any trace, his face became strange.

"Why, do you think I'm unworthy?"

Jiang Wuye put down his sleeves, his face returned to calm, and he glanced at Zhao Zhe lightly, his voice seemed to hide an iceberg, making people shiver from the cold.

"I didn't. How could it be? You're overthinking it." Zhao Zhe took a few steps back and quickly denied it.

Thinking of something, his face became anxious again, and he asked anxiously: "This strong man, you can't run away, right... right?"

With the means Jiang Wuye showed, if he wanted to run away, he really couldn't think of any way to stop him.

"run?"

Jiang Wuye glanced at Zhao Zhe suspiciously, and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "It's such a good thing to send a woman for nothing, hehe, why would an idiot run away?"

hiss……

For some reason, when he saw the soft smile on Jiang Wuye's rough face, Zhao Zhe didn't feel the slightest spring breeze, but instead felt a sense of fear of facing the abyss.

……

As night fell, the temperature plummeted.

At the gate of Leyang City, a few local people with considerable reputation and strength in the city stood at the gate of the city, rubbing their hands and stomping their feet, sighing.

His eyes kept looking at the tall and straight figure in the groom's attire standing with his hands behind his back, standing quietly like a holy mountain, with puzzled eyes.

This person is too active, and he can even be described as a monkey.

The marks of the flower demon appeared on the arms of the others, all crying for their father and mother, wishing to kill themselves.

Fortunately, he didn't cry or quarrel or hang himself. He also ate more than ten farewell meals in one go, and asked a tailor to customize a groom's suit.

There is no awareness of going to the underworld at all, but it seems like going to marry a rich family, and the bitterness of being a big fish and meat.

"This strong man, it's just getting dark, do you want to go into the city to avoid the wind and cold?"

After escaping, Zhao Zhe, who was quite radiant, rubbed his hands and walked forward, looked at Jiang Wuye who was looking forward to it, and asked in a low voice.

"Hey, how can this work? If the welcoming team came early and didn't see me, wouldn't it be rude? The wind and cold are nothing to worry about."

Jiang Wuye waved his hands indifferently, looking at the dirt road in the thick fog with a look of impatience.

Is this person scared and stupid?

Well, that should be it.

Zhao Zhe's face twitched, he stopped talking, and stepped aside.

"correct."

After a while, Jiang Wuye suddenly turned his head to look at Zhao Zhe, and asked anxiously: "Could the headless bride be a flower demon? Although I don't care too much about appearance, I'm still a little nervous." Yes."

"This person..."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhe trembled in his heart, having confirmed that Jiang Wuye was mentally abnormal, he subconsciously moved his feet to distance himself, and forced a smile: "Zhuang..., the young man is too worried.

Although the flower demon is killing people, but it is said that she is beautiful and enchanting, she will only wait in the new house every night, and will not come with the wedding procession. "

"Oh, that's good, I thought I'd have to flip the cards to see it."

Jiang Wuye stroked his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

It looks like the white lotus flower that is about to step into the mansion compound to compete for favor.

"Hehe..." Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhe didn't dare to talk anymore, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he let out a dry laugh, and retreated decisively into the crowd at the gate of the city.

The fog is getting thicker and the time is slowly passing.

When the weeds on the ground glowed silver, there was finally movement at the end of the dirt road.

"Dong dong dong—"

With the sound of gongs and drums, accompanied by the sound of suona, the wedding party that was exactly the same as last night appeared in the turbulent mist.

"coming."

The coldness in Jiang Wuye's eyes flashed away, and there was a simple and honest smile on his face. He straightened his clothes that were not messy, and fiddled with the hat on his crew cut that was obviously one size smaller. Then he nodded in satisfaction, quietly Wait for the team to arrive.

blah blah——

The sound of horseshoes came from far to near, and the tall horse carried the headless bride, and soon arrived in front of Jiang Wuye, like a living thing, with bursts of hot air from his nose.

call.

The wind blows.

The fat Xipo slid in front of Jiang Wuye, stretched out her big greasy hands and said coldly: "Please get the groom into the sedan chair."

"Let me ask one last question, are you serious? After all, what if I get agitated and hurt your delicate master?"

Jiang Wuye looked at Xi Po, who was burned to death last night, and asked jokingly.

"Ask the groom to get on the sedan chair."

Unexpectedly, Xi Po's complexion did not change a bit, she still stretched out her hand, and repeated a sentence coldly.

"Tsk, since you are so sincere, if I refuse again, it will be inhumane."

Jiang Wuye smacked his lips, and didn't intend to stretch out his hands, and walked directly to the sedan chair with his hands behind his back.

"Young man, what's your name? We'll burn paper next year."

Behind him, Zhao Zhe shouted loudly.

"Jianghe's Jiang..., huh? Get the hell out of here!"

Jiang Wuye thought that this group of people was grateful and wanted to get him a merit monument or something, but when he heard what happened next, he yelled at him and threw his sleeves into the sedan chair.

Squeak.

The sedan chair sank violently, and there was a sound of being overwhelmed, as if it was pressed against a mountain. Several porters almost knelt on the spot, shaking their legs, and finally straightened up.

"Dong dong dong—"

With the sound of gongs and drums, the tall horses turned around, and the welcoming team returned.

"Oh, what a pity."

At the gate of the city, a group of people watched the team completely disappear at the end of the dirt road, and couldn't help showing sadness.

"That's right, this man is a coolie, if he was put in my mine, one would be worth ten.

I reckon that the flower demon also took a fancy to this point and chose him for a change of taste. "

A well-dressed middle-aged man sighed regretfully.

"So, wouldn't it be dangerous for a strong man in the future? This... oh, it's a crime."

A group of people, sad or happy, looked at it for a while, sighed, shook their heads and left.

……

creak ~ creak ~

In the sedan chair, Jiang Wuye worked with his eyes closed, his body upright, not moving, paying attention to the movement outside the sedan chair.

The flower demon came to him, naturally not because of his majestic and handsome appearance, which is rare in the world, but because of the masculine energy he showed last night.

In layman's terms, it is greedy for his body.

"Oh, you're greedy for me, don't you know that I'm greedy for you too!"

In the darkness, Jiang Wuye licked his lips, and the red light in his eyes flashed away.

The sedan chair bumped all the way, passing through deep and dense forests, gurgling streams, roaring birds and beasts, I don't know how far it had traveled, and finally stopped when Jiang Wuye was a little impatient and couldn't sit still.

"Invite the bridegroom to get off the sedan chair."

Xi Po's blunt voice sounded, and Jiang Wuye sensed the external release, and found a large number of shadowy figures standing outside, with a hint of sinister air, couldn't help grinning, got up, and got off the sedan chair.

Outside the sedan chair, the thin mist billowed, and all the "people" with stiff smiles on their faces looked at Jiang Wuye who came down, their greedy eyes flashed away.

wow~

The mountain wind blowing in the distance blew the trees on both sides of the road and rattled.

Jiang Wuye looked around, and found that it was a dilapidated village on the top of an unknown mountain, occupying only a few acres of land, but using up all the land on the top of the mountain.

Through the thin mist, one can vaguely see the cliffs outside the village, the peaks and pillars are like forests, and the sea of ​​clouds is surging, which proves that the altitude of this place is not low.

Ahead, across the high-walled courtyard gate, is a large courtyard. Tables and tables of banquets illuminated by white candles are glowing with heat. Festive red lanterns are hung on the cornices of the corridors of the houses, sprinkling patches of dark red blood-like coquettish shine.

Eerie, terrifying, and creepy to look at, like a ghost.

"In your place, if you add some stereos in some corners, hide a few ugly scary people, and add some smoky green lights, you can definitely make a fortune as a scenic spot."

Jiang Wuye observed for a while, but there was no fluctuation in his heart. He even talked to Xi Po next to him, pointing at Zhuangzi and commenting.

Ever since he refined the will of the True Ancestor of the Vigorous Barbarian Bear, his courage has grown day by day, like eating the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, he doesn't know what fear is at all.

Sometimes, he even wondered if his fear had regressed.

Xi Po's face was stiff, and she ignored Jiang Wuye who was chattering, as if she had no emotion.

popping.

The bride dismounted and landed, her red hijab fluttering, she stepped forward and stretched out her hand to Jiang Wuye, like a new son-in-law who wanted to hold the bride at the wedding.

"Hey, get up."

Jiang Wuye slapped the headless bride's cold little hand away with a wave of his hand, and said with disgust, "I don't care about my own virtues, I'll grow my head first, maybe I will consider letting you touch my hand."

After speaking, with his hands behind his back, he walked towards the courtyard with great arrogance.

Beside the sedan chair, the headless bride stretched out her hand, froze in place, trembling, paused slightly, and finally followed.

In front of the hospital, a group of guests who laughed silently and slyly followed into the hospital. Occasionally, the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.

"La la la, new young master, entered the bridal chamber, lost his head, lost his hands, it's so funny crying and jumping..."

Jiang Wuye had just been admitted to the hospital, and out of nowhere, a seven or eight-year-old boy wearing a shroud appeared, bouncing and humming a tune, ran over, stood in front of Jiang Wuye, made a grimace, stuck out his tongue, turned around and was about to run away .

Snapped! !

"Sangmen thing, are you singing about your father?!"

Jiang Wuye's face darkened, and he took a step forward. The iron palm blasted the air, and slapped the child hard on the back of the head.

Peiran was hit with a huge force, and the child flew out like a rag doll hit by a hammer, knocking over several tables along the way, and finally bumped into the flower stand, unable to get up.