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

Bo Jingchen stood up from the ground, he didn't care about the injury on his hand, on the silver carved wristband, delicate patterns began to flow slowly.

A silver glazed flower emerged from the wristband. It floated in mid-air, setting off violent hurricanes wherever it passed, tearing the surrounding paper figurines to pieces.

"what--"

The paper figurine let out a shrill scream, and even the leaves shook.

Jiang Zijin was pulled by his arm, and the wind scattered her long hair, making her a little unsteady.

"Bo Jingchen..."

The man patted the dust on his arm, and the blood slid down his arm, and the paper figurines kept filling up from a distance, and they couldn't finish killing them.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Zijin shook her head, she raised her eyes and looked forward, Kang Qing walked over from the side of the sedan chair, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, and his demeanor was slack.

The last bit of sunlight was eaten away by the darkness, and the man standing beside the sedan chair shaded by the woods was the most beautiful scenery.

"Didn't you say that I won't come out of the illusion?"

The ghost groom's voice was cold, and he stepped on the dead branches on the ground, making a cracking 'creak' sound.

Where his robe was stained, the fresh vegetation shrank and withered instantly as if they had been sucked into life.

Ghosts belong to Yin, and when Yin Qi reaches its peak, they can absorb Yang Qi from the upper realm to strengthen themselves.

Bo Jingchen hugged him in his arms, and the sound of heavy breathing sprayed on top of Jiang Zijin's head.

"Don't be afraid."

Jiang Zijin's eyelashes trembled.

Bo Jingchen lowered his head and asked her, "Where's the jade pendant I gave you just now?"

Jiang Zijin: "Here, I'm here."

Bo Jingchen pursed his lips, "I'll run to the left later, if you go in the other direction, the paper figurines will chase me, but the ghost groom..."

He snorted, "The ghost bridegroom may be chasing you after all. It's not yet the time for sacrifice, and the wedding was interrupted by me. He won't hurt you for the time being."

Jiang Zijin: "What about you?"

Bo Jingchen glanced at her and said, "I have the ability to protect myself."

There were endless paper figurines rushing up from behind. Bo Jingchen had a cold expression on his face, and he pulled out his long sword from behind. While waving his wrist, the paper ghosts couldn't get close, but it was impossible to keep blocking like this.

The ghost bridegroom predicted that they would not be able to escape, so he was not in a hurry to make a move. He held the red hijab, rubbed his bluish fingertips on it, and looked at Jiang Zijin with a gentle smile.

"Come here yourself..."

His smile faded away, and his voice changed.

"Or should I bring you here myself?"

Jiang Zijin's body froze for a moment, and the engraved jade pendant placed next to her body was slowly burning hot.

Bo Jingchen: "Don't believe his nonsense."

He leaned close to Jiang Zijin, and left the bright silver wristband on his right hand behind him. Liulihua put up a short protective shield behind him, blocking the paper figure out.

Bo Jingchen clasped the back of her head, her wide palms sank into her thick black hair, and the hot air from speaking sprayed on her face, making her a little hot.

"I have a great way to distract him—"

Jiang Zijin looked at the face magnified countless times in front of her eyes, and wanted to hide back, but she didn't.

"What, what way..."

Bo Jingchen's thumb scratched her face intentionally or unintentionally, his face was solemn and cold.

"It just requires you to sacrifice a little..."

Jiang Zijin pursed her lips nervously.

Bo Jingchen added: "This method won't do you any harm."

"Want to try?"

There is no other way right now, Jiang Zijin's lips moved, hesitated for a while, and whispered, "Okay..."

In the next moment, the palm clasping the back of her head moved forward——

Jiang Zijin's pupils shrank, and his mind went blank for a moment.

In front of him was the man's thick and slender eyelashes. With his eyes slightly closed, he lifted his chin with his other hand and kissed him heavily.

His kiss was completely different from Kang Qing's, it was as hot as a soldering iron, he was not very good at kissing, he only knew how to hold her lower lip and bite her gently with his teeth.

"open mouth."

Jiang Zijin froze for a moment, the fingers hanging under her body began to turn red, her skin was fair, any color on her body was very eye-catching.

"Thin......"

She just uttered a word, but she just gave the man an opportunity.

The tongue took the opportunity to slip in, his palms were wet with sweat, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, swallowing the body fluid.

The small voice was amplified countless times in the ears of the two of them.

"..."

Bo Jingchen's heartbeat became faster and faster, and as he got closer, he could smell Jiang Zijin's body, a very light fragrance, obviously nothing special, but it was more attractive than anything he could smell.

Jiang Zijin groaned weakly when he was bitten, her pink face was tightly wrinkled, unable to push and push, she was forced to hold her * in her mouth.

Bo Jingchen originally only wanted to kiss casually, distract the ghost groom's attention, and find out the flaws in the spell.

She didn't expect to realize how absurd her behavior was when she kissed her and unconsciously deepened the kiss.

He has never taken the initiative to get close to anyone, let alone now, just touching mouth to mouth, like a wolfhound that has just started a meat, eagerly sucking and licking.

The sound of wet water undisguisedly made the atmosphere ambiguous and humid.

"call......"

Bo Jingchen kissed for a while, and then relaxed a little when he was out of breath.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the man not far away with a little provocation.

Kang Qing's complexion really changed.

He lowered his face, drooped the corners of his mouth, and his fingers hanging down his body gave off a ghostly air, freezing the branches and leaves into ice.

The paper man rushed up like crazy, and the protective cover behind him also cracked like a spider's web.

This is the time!

Bao Jingchen let go of her, and pushed her to the side, "Run over there!"

Jiang Zijin felt weak all over, was pushed, and staggered to stand still.

Her lips were covered with dripping water from being bitten, red and swollen, and her almond eyes were wet.

"you......"

Close at hand was a pale and terrifying paper face, her heart tightened, and the jade pendant in her arms was so hot that she could hardly put it down.

Bo Jingchen swung his long sword and stabbed at Kang Qing with the sword——

Time is running out.

Jiang Zijin ran in the opposite direction, Bo Jingchen temporarily held back the ghost groom for her, and the paper figurine rushed towards him like a tide.

In an instant, his figure was submerged.

The ghost bridegroom stood in the distance, and glanced at Jiang Zijin's back from a distance. The smile on his face disappeared completely, and it was heavy and cold, and the gloomy ghostly aura enveloped the entire hillside like thick smoke.

[No one can escape. 】

"..."

Jiang Zijin ran along the path for a long time, she was still wearing the red-headed embroidered shoes that the ghost groom put on for her during the church visit.

This kind of shoe is not suitable for running. When she tripped over the gravel for the third time, her ankle finally screamed and hurt, and she bent unsupported, causing her to fall from the grass——

Jiang Zijin rolled down a few times and stopped on a small hill.

Stars stared at her, and her body was in pain from being rubbed by rough stones on the ground.

"Well......"

Tears of pain flowed from the corners of Jiang Zijin's eyes, she lay on the ground for several seconds before recovering.

'Grumble'

By the stream, a naked man was bending over to drink water. His bronzed back was strong and powerful, like a wall. His hands were propped up by the stream, and his muscles were piled up.

Jiang Zijin was startled, and even forgot the pain on her body.

...is a person?

The tips of his ears moved slightly, and he turned his head sharply, his eyes were as sharp as a wolf's.

The man's eyes were pure golden, with stars shining under the reflection of the moonlight.

"Ho..."

The man opened his mouth, and let out a hoarse cry in his throat. He stopped drinking, and 'crawled' towards her from the edge of the stream. The muscles of his whole body were stretched during his movements, and his bronze skin was terrifyingly bright under the dark night.

Yes......

Werewolf?

It was as if Jiang Zijin had been strangled by someone.

The werewolf approached her step by step. He moved the tip of his nose and opened his mouth slightly, revealing the sharp canine teeth on both sides.

He lowered his head, stretched out his scarlet tongue, and licked Jiang Zijin's wounded leg little by little.

"Blood......"