Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

Vision becomes clearer.

The first thing that came into view was a black, dilapidated stone bridge.

Flowing under the bridge is a river that is as dazzling as mercury.

But the surroundings seemed to be like the setting sun, and the whole sky was blood red.

The atmosphere of the whole environment is very depressing, which makes people feel heavy.

I also vaguely heard bursts of miserable cries coming from nowhere, which seemed to be whining and resentful, which added a little bit of eerie to this depressing environment.

The person who made that familiar voice was standing on the dilapidated stone bridge.

He was dressed in spotless white clothes and stood with his back, looking a bit bleak and lonely.

Looking at his back, Zhu Mo sighed deeply, and asked inexplicably, "This illusion is you?"

Zhu Min slowly turned her head around, with an indifferent smile on her ruddy and energetic face, she lightly opened her lips: "I'll wait for you here."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked down the bridge slowly, stood opposite Zhu Mo and smiled lightly: "I plan to see you before crossing the bridge."

Pointing to the other side of the stone bridge, a deep dark place.

"I said, don't be so indifferent to Dad, I will be sad."

Seeing that Zhu Mo had been silent from the beginning, Zhu Min teased with the corners of his mouth.

Zhu Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Did you know before you died?"

"Are you referring to the fact that I knew you were not the real Xiaomo? I knew it a long time ago. As a father, if I can't even recognize my own son, I would be too incompetent." Zhu Min spoke steadily and looked calm.

"It's not important anymore, you just need to tell me if you're going to be destroyed before you can go out?"

Zhu Mo burst out with a strong murderous aura, his eyes fixed on Zhu Min: "I don't have that much time right now."

"I really like your character, it's very similar to when I was young. Sometimes I even think you are more like my son than the real Xiaomo."

His eyes looked up and down Zhu Mo's body, which made people feel really uncomfortable.

"I have solved your illusion for you."

Zhu Min said, then turned around and walked up the stone bridge again.

Halfway there, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to show a strange smile: "By the way, it's not just that I know you're not your real Zhu Mo."

"You guys fight, fight to the death. Whoever wins will be the head of the family."

Pointing to the dark place ahead, he smiled and said, "I'll go first, I'll wait for you there."

Before Zhu Mo could speak, Zhu Min slowly disappeared into the shadows, and the scene in front of him was quickly uncovered, turned into little fragments, and dissipated in the air.

Xiao Zhao's voice gradually entered his ears and became clearer.

"Young Master! It's over, it's over, it's going to be a disaster." Xiao Zhao jumped up anxiously, standing in front of Zhu Mo who was standing still, and looked at his fourth senior brother's head in horror.

"Get off."

"Ah? Ah!" Xiao Zhao's face showed disbelief, his jaw almost fell to the ground in surprise, and he looked at Zhu Mo in astonishment.

So fast!

The time to unravel the illusion is shorter than his master, which is simply cheating.

The weeping face of the pupil surgery head looked a little embarrassed, and lowered its eyes in embarrassment.

Then he turned his attention to Han Ningchu who was entangled with the poisonous head.

Han Ningchu was constantly avoiding the attack of that head.

His mouth was like a shower spraying venom continuously, and the large area of ​​venom prevented Han Ningchu from getting close for the time being.

But she still relied on her own agility to dodge the sprayed poison, and dodged several waves of attacks while jumping and moving in the air.

The eyes of the pupil surgery head were shining, and immediately flew towards Han Ningchu.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhao hurriedly shouted "Be careful!"

"Don't shout!"

The voices of the two sounded at the same time, and Han Ningchu was distracted and glanced aside.

Through the helmet, she saw the eyes of the flying head.

The pupils in those eyes were pink, as if something was flowing inside.

At this moment, she felt dizzy in her head.

Her eyes slowly turned pink, and she fell to the ground losing her ability to move.

The poison-spraying head would not let go of such a good opportunity, and quickly sprayed towards Han Ningchu.

Seeing that Han Ningchu was about to be hit by the dark green liquid, Zhu Mo hurriedly used the gift from the Demon God.

A thick black mist appeared beside Han Ningchu, covering her whole body.

The venom splashed on the black mist was only scattered, and did not hurt Han Ningchu through the black mist.

Zhu Mo hurried over to hug Han Ningchu who fell in the air to check her physical condition.

When he found that he didn't attack, he shot at Xiao Zhao with unkind eyes.

It's like answering that sentence, not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs.

Both myself and Han Ningchu were hit because of Xiao Zhao's surprise.

Qi Wei in the distance raised his eyebrows slightly, with an excited smile on his face: "It's over, the most capable ones lose their combat capabilities, and you are the lambs waiting to be slaughtered."

He began to mobilize the blood mist on his body, and two more heads flew away. They shot straight into the sky, looked down at the ground and opened their mouths almost at the same time.

Fiery flames spewed from one mouth, while the other spit out howling gusts of wind. The gusts of wind and raging fire gathered in the air to form a huge storm and swept across.

Qi Wei smiled triumphantly, bit his finger and splashed the blood on the ground, and quickly changed his gestures with both hands, shouting: "Ghosts and gods obey orders, Yin soldiers clear the way!"

As the voice fell, the sky suddenly darkened a lot, and the originally clear sky suddenly drifted thick dark clouds to cover the sun.

A chilling atmosphere filled the surroundings, making people feel extremely depressing.

One after another, ghosts emerged from the flames on the ground, wearing armor, holding swords and spears.

Qi Wei pinched his beard, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Do you know why I am called a ghost priest? Young master."