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

Jiang Zijin felt a burning pain in his hand, and only realized what he had done the moment he met the man's eyes.

Her lips trembled, and her raised hands dropped down.

Kang Qing grabbed Jiang Zijin's hand, his tone became more serious, his originally cold white skin looked strange against the backdrop of the night, "For that beast..."

He put his five fingers together and subconsciously used some strength, the metacarpal bone on the back of his hand protruded, "hit me."

Jiang Zijin frowned in pain, the man subconsciously relaxed a little, his expression still stiff and cold.

"It's you......"

Jiang Zijin's face was pale, and she was too scared to look at him.

"It was you who said nonsense first."

"It's not what you say it is."

Jiang Zijin lowered her head and argued in a low voice, "Without it, I might have froze to death on the mountain last night."

"It also found food for me."

"...didn't bully me."

Jiang Zijin felt a little guilty when he said the last sentence.

The werewolf didn't do anything substantive to her, nor was it as promiscuous as Kang Qing said.

But the way it pressed her on the 'bed' in the morning and licked her whole body with its wet tongue still echoed in Jiang Zijin's mind.

The disparity in strength and size left her almost no room to resist.

He could only whimper, his body weakened to bear the lust of the beast.

Until now, she naively thought that it was just a way for werewolves to express their affection.

Kang Qing sneered, not knowing whether he was laughing at her or the werewolf.

"No bullying..."

The marks on his face were not deep, and Jiang Zijin's slap was like scratching an itch to him, and it couldn't cause any harm.

But he couldn't hold back the raging anger in his heart.

"In your eyes."

"What exactly counts as bullying?"

Jiang Zijin was taken aback by the question, and Kang Qing pressed the back of the person's head and brought it to her body.

"Well!"

The cold lips touched Jiang Zijin's soft lips, and the sharp teeth grinded and sucked the soft meat.

Kang Qing said vaguely, "Is that so?"

"It's not called bullying in your eyes."

Jiang Zijin's pupils shrank suddenly, she just opened her mouth, but gave the man an opportunity.

The ghost groom pressed his fingers hard, and he poked in with almost no obstacles.

"I'm afraid that if someone sells you, you will be happy to give money to the number."

Slightly sarcastic words came into the ears through wet kisses.

"Why are you so stupid."

The surroundings are quiet, only the 'rustling' sound of leaves can be heard, and the sound of sticky water when two people are kissing.

The ghost bridegroom had ridiculous slap marks on his face, and he kissed deeply and hard, as if he wanted to get back all the slaps she slapped on his face through this kiss.

There were drops of water in the corners of Jiang Zijin's eyes, and her curled eyelashes kept shaking.

"No......"

Now not only her palms hurt, but her tongue hurts as well. She is pressed down on her head forcibly, and there is no possibility of escaping.

Make a humiliating swallowing sound as the throat rolls up and down.

Jiang Zijin felt that she was crying, and her mouth was filled with the bitterness of tears.

"open......"

There was no warmth on the man's body, as if he wanted to rely on her to absorb the heat, he hugged her very tightly.

The scarlet sleeve gown was rubbed to the elbow, revealing a section of blue, white and purple forearm, and the light blue veins were fiercely entangled on the forearm, enough to imagine how much effort he had used.

Jiang Zijin's eyes were blurred, her waist was weak, and her legs were also weak. It was only because of the evil spirit's one-armed arm that she would not slip and kneel on the ground in embarrassment.

Only when she was almost suffocated by the kiss did Kang Qing let go of her slowly.

"Girl."

The man's thick red lips were as shiny as drinking fresh blood. He stretched out his slender hand and wiped the water on Jiang Zijin's lips with his fingertips, barely suppressing the jealousy in his heart, and said coldly explain:

"Go back with me."

.......

It was hard for Jiang Zijin to imagine that such a place existed on the mountain.

She was sitting on the sedan chair, and she was put on that gorgeous wedding dress again.

The paper figurine boy cleared the way ahead, whistling and beating along the way, but brought her to an ancient house in a short while.

There are two bright red lanterns hanging on the eaves. It is different from the scene of the previous worship. There is no one inside, and there is no sound. The word "囍" is hung on the windows and doors. This kind of festive scene is full of people. Cold.

The betrothal ceremony, which stretched for dozens of miles, meandered to an invisible end, covered with gorgeous rose petals along the way, and the ribbons scattered and fell like rain.

Jiang Zijin was half forcefully dragged off the sedan chair, and the pungent smell of blood came to his face.

As soon as she took a few steps back, her back touched a hard and cold chest.

Half of the ghost groom's face is hidden in the darkness, while the other half is scarlet and horrifyingly illuminated by the red lantern.

"Stand still."

He half-kneeled in front of Jiang Zijin, and put on the new red-headed flat shoes he had prepared for her.

"Lift your feet."

Jiang Zijin was grabbed by his ankles, so he had no choice but to half-support the ghost groom's shoulders, and put on a new pair of shoes.

The two absurd blushes on the paper boy's face seemed to be darker than before, and the corners of their mouths were raised, making a sharp laugh.

Jiang Zijin pursed her lips, she seemed to be more afraid of these thin paper boys than the ghost bridegroom.

Kang Qing still has at least one human appearance.

[System... I just need to get married with him, will I pass the level? 】

Jiang Zijin said in a low voice: [I also paid homage to him before, doesn't it count then? 】

System 01 said: [The time is wrong, twelve o'clock tonight is the correct time for the 'sacrifice'. 】

Jiang Zijin didn't quite understand, she looked up at the empty old house, and felt a chill in her heart.

[But...why is there no one inside? 】

The system was silent for a moment, the cold mechanical sound without any warmth.

[The inside is full of 'people'. 】

.......

Jiang Zijin was stunned, the blood in his whole body seemed to freeze into ice in an instant.

After the system finished saying this sentence, it seemed as if it disappeared, and there was no response to any questions.

"Let's go."

The ghost bridegroom didn't even cover her with a red hijab this time, and there was a blazing brazier in the main room.

"Cross over."

Jiang Zijin felt that something was wrong, since she walked into this ancient house, everything was ominous and weird.

She pretended to be calm and let herself calm down.

The ghost groom turned his head to look at her, and held her hand slightly.

Jiang Zijin stiffly raised her leg and stepped over.

The moment she landed on the ground, there was a lively sound of gongs and drums outside the house, the flames of the two red candles placed in the front began to move without wind, and an empty photo frame appeared on the wall!

Jiang Zijin was so nervous that her calves were shaking.

There was obviously no one in front of her, but she felt that she was about to be out of breath, as if being squeezed by someone, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

"衿...衿..."

Jiang Zijin suddenly seemed to hear the voice of a werewolf.

Just in this picture frame without a picture!

'boom--'

On the threshold outside the lobby, a few white bones were thrown from the sky.

Three or four sets of wedding dresses were mixed with blood and soil, appearing on the ground in varying degrees of decay.

The outer layer of soil began to churn and change, like sea water, with a stench coming out of his nostrils, pale arms waving in the air like blooming flowers.

The scene is creepy and weird.

"It hurts......"

"it hurts."