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

Jiang Zijin felt that a cold container was pressed against her lips, and extremely high alcohol was poured in from the pried open lips and tongue.

"Ugh..."

Her mouth, together with her swallowing throat, constricted.

The strong wine entered the throat, and it was hot as if it was going to burn all the internal organs.

Even in a coma, he couldn't suppress his physiological reaction, and his stomach was churning.

The man's half-length hair hung down, brushing softly across Jiang Zijin's fair neck, his body was cold and stiff.

He bit her lip, forcing her to swallow the wine, his sharp teeth bit the bright red flesh and bleed.

The man's half-length hair hung down, brushing softly across Jiang Zijin's fair neck, his body was cold and stiff.

He sucked and licked to make it soft, and bit the red lips to bleed.

White and cold fingers wiped her bleeding lips, a lazy smile spread from her chest, her voice was deep, like a ghost.

"The first ceremony is accomplished."

An ethereal ghostly aura emanated from the house, echoing the ancient melody, making it look a little treacherous.

"The matchmaker is established."

Children's voices with strange tones suddenly sounded, and they squeezed their throats and sang:

【Bride～Red Wedding Dress～Congratulations and Funerals～Congratulations for a long and lasting marriage～】

A rural scene suddenly appeared in Jiang Zijin's mind.

Among the misty woods, dozens of paper figurines with thick oil paint on their faces and red padded jackets were bouncing around carrying a huge sedan chair.

The bright red lips of the paper figurine opened and closed, singing that sentence repeatedly.

【Bride～Red Wedding Dress～Congratulations and Funerals～Congratulations for a long and lasting marriage～】

The night was as dense as ink that could not be melted. The bright red sedan chair was lifted by paper figurines. At the end of the path, a man was wearing a Chinese wedding dress. His pale skin was as pale as if he had never seen the sun.

His face was hidden in the night, but his lips were as red as if he had licked blood.

The sound of the wind blowing on his face, and the moonlight appeared and disappeared through the slow-moving black mist.

The blood in Jiang Zijin's body froze in an instant, and a biting coldness leaked from the bone marrow on his back.

The strange eyeballs of the paper figurine boy dotted with cinnabar suddenly started to turn, their singing gradually became hurried, and the pace of carrying the sedan chair accelerated, and the distance to Jiang Zijin was only a few meters away in the blink of an eye!

【Congratulations to Lian Li~ Forever and ever~】

The ghost groom held a red flower ball in his hand, and walked towards the sedan chair step by step.

The footsteps of the paper figurine boy stopped in unison, and the sedan chair with red tassels and chains was lowered, making a slight bumping sound.

The ghost bridegroom stood with his back to Jiang Zijin, his half-length hair hanging down his shoulders, revealing the scraggy nape of his neck. He took out a lot of ghost coins from his arms and threw them into the air.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The corners of the paper boy's mouth turned up in an instant, and his sinister and sharp laughter seemed to be able to penetrate people's eardrums.

Jiang Zijin's feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and she couldn't move half a step.

She was like a spectator, forcibly pressed here, and forced to watch a grotesque and terrifying 'marriage acceptance' ceremony.

A large number of ghost coins were scattered in the air, and some even fell to her feet scatteredly.

Jiang Zijin caught a glimpse of the ghost groom stretching out a hand from the spacious sleeve robe. It was thin and long, with slightly curved knuckles and clear phalanx, which was very ornamental.

He opened the curtain of the flower bridge, and the tassels hanging on the sedan chair gently swayed in a graceful arc.

Jiang Zijin's pupils shrank suddenly.

The woman wearing a red wedding dress and a heavy phoenix crown on her head actually looks exactly like her face!

'She' closed her eyes, her thick eyelashes drooped, her face was slightly powdered, and her long black hair hung around her waist, smooth as satin.

"Girl..."

The ghost bridegroom seemed to have a pair of eyes behind him, he turned his head suddenly, and met Jiang Zijin's frightened almond eyes!

Night Breeze seemed to be able to penetrate that layer of skin and carve it into the bone marrow. The ghost groom's handsome face was as gorgeous as watercolor, and blood and tears flowed from the corners of his tightly closed eyes.

The picture is as beautiful as a poignant and chilling oil painting.

"Got you."

.......

"what--"

Jiang Zijin opened her eyes like a fish out of water, her eyes were wet and red, and she breathed in fresh air.

The horror of being stared at closely still remained in my heart.

The 'something' on her body rolled back onto the bed because she got up.

The man's eyes were tightly closed, his complexion was a strange bluish white, his thin and cold lips were drawn into a line of ice, which made goosebumps appear on the skin.

Jiang Zijin felt dizzy and dizzy, and her chest was still in pain because she couldn't breathe when she was pressed just now.

Ignoring her physical discomfort, she hurriedly rolled off the board.

"Ugh..."

The man was lying quietly on the wooden plank, his chest didn't rise and fall, his handsome face was like a captivating erotic ghost.

If one didn't observe carefully, no one would have guessed that this perfect body, which even the Creator favored, actually belonged to a dead person.

Jiang Zijin's lips overflowed with pitiful sobs, she was so frightened that tears came out, she tried her best to calm her breathing and calm herself down.

Don't panic.

She knew in her heart that if she panicked at the beginning, the subsequent tasks would only become more and more difficult.

This world is the one she fears most.

If she guessed correctly, it should have been placed in the 'Infinite Stream' group this time.

The ghost groom and the strange wedding show her that this is not an 'ordinary' world.

The corners of Jiang Zijin's eyes were bright, she raised the back of her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes, and looked around.

The house was empty, with only a male corpse in the center.

She mustered up the courage to look at the man's face, and after seeing the pale skin, she closed her eyes in horror.

Unable to hold back the crying in his throat, he took a small breath.

The man lying on the wooden board looked very similar to the ghost groom she had just seen at the 'marriage acceptance' ceremony, the only difference was that he had a tiny black mole on the tip of his nose.

It made him look a little more popular.

The gate is facing an altar, on which there are many tribute cakes and fruits, and two red candles are placed on both sides, which are burning faintly.

There is a photo frame on the top of the altar. The strange thing is that there is no photo inserted in the photo frame, and a blank one is nailed to the top of the altar.

【Don't be afraid. 】

Jiang Zijin was taken aback by the cold mechanical voice that suddenly appeared in his mind.

【Are you back, system? 】

Seeming to see the doubts in her heart, the system explained slowly with a slightly indifferent voice.

【I am your temporary system, you can call me 01. 】