Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

On July 5, the seventh year of Jiading, Cangjian Villa.

The village in front of the door was filled with red lanterns and blood-red silk, and it was full of joy.

The house was full of guests, with happy faces, looking at the newlyweds in front of the hall.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Couple greetings!"

"The ceremony is completed! Send it to the bridal chamber!"

……

At the wedding banquet, all the guests were seated happily and drinking wine among each other.

Suddenly a burst of dog barking broke the lively scene.

"Kill, leave no one behind!"

A rough and hoarse voice sounded, and countless men in black emerged.

They raised their knives and harvested lives one by one.

Everyone panicked and fled, but they were no match for the word death.

The sound of swords, screams, ferocious laughter, the sound of candlesticks falling, and the sound of blood flow, all abnormally and harmoniously composed a beautiful music, which seemed very strange in this dusk.

But for a moment, there was silence above the banquet, with only the sound of swords scratching the ground and the bright red everywhere.

It was a one-sided massacre, and the massacre continues.

In the wedding room, the bride wearing a red hijab was sitting on the bed, her hands folded on her lap, and her fingers kept stroking.

Seems a little nervous.

Suddenly, her heart palpitated. Nan Xiang lifted her hijab and covered her chest. Under her beautiful makeup, her pale face could not be hidden.

Hearing the noisy sounds outside the house, Nan Xiang's beautiful eyes froze.

not good! problem occurs!

She grabbed the sword and rushed out of the door.

"Miss, why did you come out?" Qing Kui couldn't help but ask as he watched his young lady come out with a sword.

"Something happened!" Without waiting for Qingkui's reply, Nanxiang hurried towards the banquet.

Qing Kui also felt something was wrong and chased after her young lady.

Sure enough something happened!

Nanxiang killed several men in black who approached the wedding room.

Looking at the dying clansmen on the ground, Nan Xiang became more and more panicked, and the hand holding the sword trembled.

"father!"

"Achen!"

Nan Xiang shouted while running.

Seeing the miserable state of the villa, Nan Xiang stumbled to the front of the hall, his face full of despair, his tears had already fallen down, and his joyful heart gradually sank into the abyss, cold to the bone.

The tragic death of his father, his tribe, and his lover...

Originally there was still laughter and joy, but now there is only red everywhere, unstoppable red. The red color fills the eyes of the sad woman, and Nanxiang's chest is burning with blazing flames. It is the flame of hatred!

In a daze, she noticed a token in her lover's hand.

"Yan."

Nan Xiang was thoughtful.

"Miss, be careful!"

There was a sound of a sword piercing the body. Before Nan Xiang could react, she saw Qing Kui, her personal maid who had been with her for 15 years, piercing the heart with a sword. Nan Xiang immediately hugged Qing Kui's body, and the warm blood was flowing. , making the red wedding dress more and more bright red.

"Little...sister...little...be careful." Qingkui said, blood flowing from her mouth.

After saying that, his hands immediately dropped, and his body gradually became cold.

"Ah——" Nan Xiang groaned in despair.

"Haha, the eldest lady of Hidden Sword Villa."

A rough and hoarse voice sounded faintly. Nan Xiang immediately turned his head and looked angrily at the leader of a group of men in black, and quickly threw out a hidden weapon.

The leader in black had quick eyes and quick hands. He held the dart between his two fingers and said, "Miss Nan, you are not good."

Nan Xiang remained silent, glaring at him with anger in his eyes.

"Oh, how can a mere dart hurt me?" The leader in black played with the darts and walked towards Nanxiang casually.

Nan Xiang looked at him and gradually regained his composure. A strange smile appeared in his red eyes after crying: "Oh? Really? Master of the Yama Hall. You really worked hard for the treasure map."

After his identity was revealed, the black-clothed leader, the master of Yama Hall, had a trace of surprise in his eyes. He then regained his composure. He clapped his hands and said, "Miss Nan, you have good eyesight. If it weren't for... I would like to take it away." You are my disciple."

Nan Xiang smiled sarcastically: "Haha, Master of the Hall, I have everything in my dream. For the so-called treasure of Daxia, how many families in the world have suffered and how many people have died! It's all because of the greed of you high-ranking people! It's ridiculous. ridiculous!"

The main hall master of Yama Hall did not deny it and said with a smile: "Isn't this human nature?"

"Oh, what a human being!"

Nan Xiang stood up with his sword in hand and looked at the main hall master of Yama Hall who was ten steps away from him. His beautiful face was filled with sadness and sarcasm.

"Do you think Hidden Sword Villa is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"

The man in black was calmed by the voice, drew his sword, looked at Nan Xiang, and took a step back.

The main hall master of Yama Palace felt uneasy when he thought of Nan Xiang's strange smile just now.

He quickly threw away the darts and secretly used his inner strength but found that he couldn't use it.

"She is worthy of being Miss Nan, one of the great concubines of the Yin Dynasty." The master of the Yama Hall said with appreciation without changing his expression.

He didn't take Nanxiang's threat seriously, so what if he lost his internal strength? His journey in the world relies on more than just deep internal strength.

"Miss Nanda, I won't hold back on you. Master Nanzhuang loves you so much. I believe Miss Nanda knows the whereabouts of the treasure map, right? Tell me, where is the treasure map!"

After searching for so long, he couldn't find any trace of the treasure map, and his patience was running out.

"Dream!" Nan Xiang took the sword and slashed it into the palm of her hand. Blood instantly covered the sword body, and then she quickly threw the sword in her hand.

Feeling the sword energy, the main hall master of Yama Palace ducked sideways, feeling uneasy.

not good!

The sword passed through the crowd and plunged straight into the huge stone sword in the center of the village square.

A flash of red light flashed, and the entire villa was shrouded in blood.

Everyone in the Yama Hall seemed to have seen something terrifying. They all bled to death with their eyes wide open and refused to close their eyes.

The main hall master of Yama Hall reacted quickly, but he didn't last even half a quarter of an hour and died unwillingly.

The Blood Killing Formation, the Forbidden Technique Formation of Hidden Sword Villa, is said to have been jointly invented by the first generation owner of Hidden Sword Villa and the first generation owner of Qianji Pavilion. It needs to be opened by the Nan clan of Hidden Sword Villa. Once this formation is triggered, all living creatures in the formation will be strangled. After the strangulation is completed, the entire villa will be plunged into a sea of ​​fire.

Because this formation was vicious and vicious, it was listed as a forbidden technique by Hidden Sword Villa, and the relevant records were destroyed. Nan Xiang learned this formation by accident.

As a caster, Nan Xiang also felt uncomfortable. She lost her strength and fell to the ground. Her eyes, ears, mouth and nose were slowly bleeding. The blood in the palm of her left hand was also gurgling. Her consciousness gradually weakened, but there was always a feeling in her heart. A force supported her to crawl to her lover with difficulty.

This section of the road is short, yet very long.

The distance of only thirty feet has already passed a lifetime.

"Ah... Chen, I... I'm here." Her voice was so soft that a gust of wind could blow the words away.

At this time, the Hidden Sword Villa was already on fire.

She slowly stretched out her right hand, trying to hold her lover's hand, but she couldn't get it after several attempts.

In the end, she used her last bit of strength to finally hold her lover's hand. She carefully intertwined her fingers with it, feeling the cold temperature in her hand. A strange feeling flashed in Nan Xiang's heart, but she was soon overcome by the complex combination of despair, unwillingness and relief in love. Filled with emotion.

In the firelight, Nan Xiang looked at his lover who seemed to be sleeping, and slowly smiled.

Ah Chen, I want to stay with you.

The consciousness gradually dissipated, and Nan Xiang lay in the cold arms of his lover and lost his breath.

The fire was still burning, and a pair of beautiful women intertwined their fingers, tightly relying on each other. The sound of the burning fire seemed to be singing an elegy for the beautiful couple.

There seemed to be a terrifying power spreading in the world, and time seemed to pause for a moment. The fire stopped moving, and the people in the entire small world did not move, but they quickly returned to normal.

Suddenly it started to snow heavily. The snow was so heavy that it quickly put out the fire in Hidden Sword Villa. It was midsummer in July, but it was snowing heavily. It was really strange.

July 6th is the right day. A man in red staggered to the Hidden Sword Villa and took away a female corpse in a wedding dress.

The man held the female corpse and was extremely sad. His hair was stained with snow, and his head turned white overnight.

————PS: Nanxiang: Report, Momo, someone has necrophilia!

Momo (me): He loves you deeply... (Son-in-law, please take it easy~)