Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

"Loading the new world——"

"Welcome the host to the new world, Cthulhu Village."

[Main task: survive and hold the wedding. 】

World Tips:

[Bride, red hijab ~ get on the sedan chair, and drink together. 】

[The groom, the official, picks up the hijab, and sees Jiaoniang entering the underworld. 】

'Squeak—'

"Open the coffin quickly!" The man commanded the people next to him, "Be careful, this is the 'bride' of the evil god, don't let her die right here."

Jiang Zijin vaguely felt that her body was being hugged, and the person who carried her was very careful not to make her feel too uncomfortable, and gently hugged her onto the wooden board.

Wang Ergou put the man away, scratched his hair, smiled honestly, "I, I have never seen such a beautiful bride."

"Just like the fairy girl in the sky!"

The man slapped him on the back of the head, "Have you seen a fairy girl!"

Wang Ergou rubbed his head aggrievedly, "Brother Li, I just think that she is so beautiful, it would be a pity to give it to a dead man as a new wife!"

He stuttered a bit, turned his head to look at Jiang Zijin who was sleeping peacefully on the wooden plank, and couldn't help swallowing.

"It's really, really beautiful."

"Are all foreigners so beautiful?"

Li Dazhuang's small mung bean-sized eyes also glanced at Jiang Zijin who was lying on the wooden board, and couldn't help but look straight at him.

He is the only one in their village who has gone to junior high school, and he considers himself the most educated one, and he speaks with a bit of arrogance.

"I don't know!"

"Outlanders are all beautiful, but this man..."

Li Dazhuang's small mung bean-sized eyes rolled around, and he laughed twice.

"It's the hottest thing I've ever seen."

He hadn't been out of the village much to see the world, and Jiang Zijin on the bed was the most beautiful outsider he had seen in the past 30 years.

If it weren't for the patriarch's order, he would not be willing to give such a beautiful person to the dead as a bride.

Wang Ergou held his breath and murmured, "No wonder..."

Li Dazhuang raised his chin, "She will wake up and make a fuss later, you will let her out later. Dad said, you have to stay in the house for three hours to be considered a first-time gift."

Wang Ergou hummed blankly, but his eyes never moved away from Jiang Zijin's body.

There was another man lying on the bed.

His eye sockets are deep, and his thin lips are as gorgeous as if he had just sucked blood, with a strange and weird crimson color, and even his eyebrows and eyes are full of evil, which makes people dare not look more.

Wang Ergou rubbed his arms, "Brother Li, every time I enter this room, I feel panicked. I always feel that there is something dirty on the back of my neck to blow the air."

Li Dazhuang rolled his eyes at him, "Just let it go and think about it, that's enough, we have to go quickly, don't let this stranger see our faces clearly."

Wang Ergou: "Hey, yes yes yes..."

Several people retreated from the room, the door creaked and closed again.

"..."

Jiang Zijin could hear the voices of the people around her, but she couldn't open her eyes, and couldn't move, as if she had been crushed by a ghost, her body was stiff like a stone, and her eyelids weighed a thousand catties.

Her fingers hanging below her body moved slightly, as if they had touched something cold.

Reminiscent of the conversation between the two npcs just now, she instantly realized what was lying beside her.

—It was a corpse.

Jiang Zijin felt something extremely heavy pressing on her, and as time went by, the amount of breath she inhaled into her lungs became less and less.

Cold sweat slipped from her beautiful eyebrows, her snowy cheeks glistened, her skin was as smooth and delicate as suet jade, and she stood out brightly in the dark room.

The next moment, a pair of slender and cold hands pinched her chin forcefully, fingers tenderly opened the tightly closed lips, pried open the teeth, and the cold air directly poured in from the mouth.

It was as if someone was blowing on her.

"It's time to drink the wine."