My wife is not a demon

Swish!

Chen Mu, who had already held the handle of the shark-tooth knife with his left hand, slashed at the moment the opponent's arm reached out!

Blood spurted out.

A scream burst out of Wang Fafa's throat, a broken arm flew up, and he staggered back.

Inadvertently, the embroidered shoes on the soles of the feet were exposed.

It was a pair of red embroidered shoes, as bright as blood.

"Ha ha……"

Chen Mu laughed, clenched the big knife in his hand, and stared at Wang Fafa in front of him with contemptuous eyes——

No, it should be the ghost bride disguised as Wang Fafa!

"Almost fell for you bitch!"

Chen Mu grinned grimly.

Wang Fafa stared at him resentfully.

His body began to split open, and the clothes, skin, and flesh on his body seemed to be dried and cracked mud... falling off bit by bit.

Eventually the incarnation becomes a bride.

Wearing a red wedding gown, with a red cap on her head, she is coquettish and weird.

"How did you find out."

The woman's voice is very charming, but there is a ghastly coldness.

Chen Mu said indifferently: "When I woke up, I realized a problem. The ghost bride has the ability of nightmare and illusion, which can pull people into her world, such as me last time.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, I must have the Ghost Bride's Death Talisman, and I took the initiative to get it.

What is this death sign? "

Chen Mu smiled, and took out a piece of white cloth from his arms: "It's a handkerchief! You must take the initiative to get your handkerchief before you can drag me into a nightmare!

and so……

The moment I took the handkerchief from Wang Fafa's hand, I fell into your trap, right? "

The ghost bride kept silent, which was tantamount to acquiescing.

Yun Zhiyue really exists.

Wang Fafa really came to look for him, but he was used by the ghost bride.

As for why the ghost bride didn't drag Wang Fafa into the nightmare, it depends on the ghost bride's own wishes.

Her goal is Chen Mu!

"I was wondering, you want to avenge Liu Xiangjun, but her lover is not me, you should know this later, why are you still pestering me now?"

Chen Mu asked coldly.

The ghost bride remained motionless for a long time before she said coldly, "Have you never betrayed others in your life...?"

"I have been negative, many, but that was in my previous life, and I haven't had any in this life yet."

Chen Mu shrugged. "But I'm curious, are you really Lin Mengyuan? If you are really Lin Mengyuan's vengeful spirit, why don't you settle accounts with your heartbroken man?"

"Lin Mengyuan... Lin Mengyuan... Lin Mengyuan..."

The ghost bride said it over and over again.

At first she was confused, then she was puzzled, and gradually her voice was full of resentment, the hatred was like a volcano.

"She...I..."

The ghost bride wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something. After a strange sound, she let out a shrill laugh.

"Hate the fickle lover the most!"

She spread her five fingers, and her sharp nails suddenly grew longer and stabbed at Chen Mu, smeared with scarlet murderous aura.

These are Lin Mengyuan's last words before she died.

But I can't guarantee [-]% that she is Lin Mengyuan.

Chen Mu raised his saber, ready to meet the enemy.

boom!

A golden yin-yang pattern descended from the sky, blooming like countless ice edges like flowers, filling the entire space in an instant.

Nails like octopus tentacles turned into powder one after another.

The ghost bride took a few steps back, her eyebrows covered by the red hijab seemed to be able to penetrate the red cloth, staring at the woman who appeared in front of Chen Mu.

"Uh, actually you don't have to come, I can deal with her."

Chen Mu said.

He wasn't trying to be brave, the reason why he was manipulated by the ghost bride in Qingyu County before was because he thought he was in the real world at that time.

Now that he knows that all of this is fake, he naturally doesn't hesitate in his mentality.

Otherwise, he would not have cut off the arm of 'Wang Fafa' just now.

"Humph."

Yun Zhiyue, who wore a long ponytail, responded with a mocking and disdainful nasal voice.

This idiot.

He had warned him in advance to be careful of the Ghost Bride's death talisman, but he didn't expect to be tricked again today. Fortunately, she came in time.

"You can't beat me." The Ghost Bride said flatly.

Yun Zhiyue smiled slightly: "I couldn't beat you before, but now...not necessarily."

She formed a handprint, and her ten fingers spread out like flowers.

The golden yin-yang diagram hovering in the sky emerged and condensed into a small golden sword, and the surrounding sky condensed a kind of dim state.