Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

"Jie Jie Jie... My little man, you are so handsome..."

The sharp and ugly female voice kept echoing in Ning Caichen's ears, and the pungent smell of carrion poured into the tip of his nose. With a strong stench, Ning Caichen almost vomited uncontrollably.

His body couldn't move, and his face couldn't turn. Only a pair of eyes could barely move. His sight was set on the top of the wedding sedan chair. A woman's face emerged.

This skinny woman looks pretty, but her face is very pale. Judging from the outline of the facial features, it is exactly the face of the female ghost in the red wedding dress that Ning Caichen saw.

Seeing that Ning Caichen was staring at her, the female ghost started laughing fiercely again.

The corners of her mouth were cracked to the ears because of her smile, which was terrifying and distorted, and then just smiled like this, thick blood began to flow out of the eyes of the female ghost on the sedan chair.

Immediately, a strong bloody smell melted into the stench and rotten smell.

The black-red blood dripped down from the top of the sedan chair.

tick tick...

Just when the blood was about to drip onto Ning Caichen's face, Ning Caichen subconsciously closed his eyes.

However, what was waiting was not the sticky feeling of thick black and red blood dripping on the skin.

The disgusting scenario he imagined didn't happen.

Ning Caichen was about to open his eyes to find out, when a light blue halo suddenly flashed in the sedan chair, and then the female ghost's angry and unwilling roar sounded——

"Ahhhhhh, you can't, you can't do this! Ahhh Black Mountain!!! You don't..."

Ning Caichen didn't hear what was said later, and the voice stopped abruptly here.

Ning Caichen opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the top of the red wedding sedan chair, with exquisite carvings carved on the mahogany, with patterns of flying together, as well as mandarin ducks and auspicious clouds.

There is no female ghost in red, no scary face, and no dripping blood, as if everything I saw just now was just Ning Caichen's hallucination.

The strong stench in the air also disappeared.

Instead, there was a faint fragrance, a very special smell, like the dark fragrance produced by the fusion of the empty mountain and the boundless sea in the middle of the night.

Ning Caichen had only smelled this scent a few times, but it made him feel very familiar. It was the scent of Heishan.

Montenegro...

Ning Caichen was overjoyed.

He came to him, or rather he came to save him.

Ning Caichen felt that his arm was attached to a cold object, which was flexible and elastic.

After a slight rustling sound from his clothes, the silk cloth on Ning Caichen's mouth disappeared, and he was able to speak.

Ning Caichen moved his lips, and asked tentatively, "Is it Montenegro?" He used questioning words, but there was a hint of certainty in his tone.

After he finished speaking, there was no immediate response.

Ning Caichen pursed his lips lightly, and when he was about to try to say something more, he heard a slight sigh.

There was a little helplessness in this sigh, very light, so light that Ning Caichen almost thought he had heard it wrong.

It wasn't until this time that Ning Caichen heard a familiar voice.

"You're really going to get in trouble."

The voice was cold and sweet, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains.

Even with the most gentle tone, there is a long and lingering magnetism.

This is the voice of Montenegro.

Ning Caichen felt a faint joy in his heart, and he even began to imagine that he might be more than just a bait for Montenegro to lure Yan Chixia to Montenegro.

Fu Zhenhong stared at Ning Caichen for two seconds, then waved his hand, a blue halo poured out from his sleeve, and then wrapped the spirit seat on Ning Caichen's chest.

But in the blink of an eye, the spiritual position belonging to the female ghost was completely swallowed by the blue halo.

Ning Caichen found that the dull feeling of being pressed by a heavy stone on his chest disappeared, and the strange force that restrained his body was gone, and he could move freely.

After realizing this, Ning Caichen immediately sat up and looked at Fu Zhenhong beside him.

And when he saw it, he was stunned.

There is no other reason, Hei Shan is actually wearing a red wedding dress, the style of the wedding dress is exactly the same as the wedding dress that the ghost just wore.

And this is not what surprised Ning Caichen the most. What shocked Ning Caichen the most was that Heishan's lips were painted with vermilion lipstick, and a bright color was painted on his smooth and fair forehead. flower tin.

Ning Caichen knew that Heishan was beautiful, but he didn't expect that this woman's appearance made him look more charming and enchanting, with a kind of seductive evil spirit and promiscuity.

plop plop...

Ning Caichen heard the sound of his own heartbeat, and he knew that his eyes must be full of amazement at this moment.Montenegro in bridal attire...

Bridal dress up.

Ning Caichen's expression moved slightly, and he immediately looked down at himself.

After discovering that he was also wearing a red wedding dress, and listening to the rhythmic sound of suona and gongs outside, Ning Caichen vaguely understood something.

"We..." Ning Caichen wanted to say something, but suddenly he didn't know where to start.

Seeing Ning Caichen's hesitant expression, Fu Zhenhong sneered, and said, "As you can see, you replaced the original groom, and I replaced that female ghost."

The guess in his heart was confirmed, and Ning Caichen felt a kind of secret joy that shouldn't have been born deep in his heart.He raised his hand to look at his groom's attire, and then at Fu Zhenhong's red wedding gown, his brows, which were already as warm as water, became softer and softer.

He and Montenegro are like this now, does it count as marriage?

Thinking of this, the joy in Ning Caichen's heart was magnified again.Even though he knew he shouldn't be happy at this moment, he just couldn't restrain the rising emotion.

Ning Caichen also thought that one day he would wear a red wedding dress with a gentle and virtuous woman, pull a red silk to pay homage to marry, and then play the harp and the harp, and join hands for a lifetime.

Hei Shan's appearance was not what he expected. This monster who almost killed him when he met for the first time broke all his previous plans and assumptions about life.

Montenegro appeared so vividly and brightly in his life.

Extremely dangerous and extremely charming.

They are wearing wedding dresses now, even though everything is fake, this kind of picture is still a wonderful and joyful feeling to Ning Caichen.

He even hoped that all this was true, and began to expect a response from Montenegro.

He knew that Heishan was saving him, and it was precisely because he knew that Ning Caichen had a little hope in his heart, that he was not an insignificant existence in Heishan's heart.

Ning Caichen held back his rapid heartbeat, and asked Fu Zhenhong nervously: "Where are we going to be carried now?"

His palms were sweating, and Montenegro, who was wearing a red wedding dress, made him shy and happy.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at him, and threw out two words: "bridal chamber."

"The bridal chamber?!" Ning Caichen opened his eyes wide in surprise, but soon realized that the bridal chamber was not what he thought it was.

Fu Zhenhong thought about what she needed to do later, and it was rare for her to patiently explain to Ning Caichen.

There is a Yinyang River in Heishan.

This is a very special river. All the marriages between the world and the underworld will eventually go to this river to complete the final ceremony.

On the surface of this Yin-Yang River, there are countless coffins floating. These coffins are the destination of the newlyweds who are married in the dark, just like the wedding room in the human world bridal chamber.

It's just that in the world, it's a happy event, and it's the result of love.

And in this Yinyang River, it is a joint burial.The sleeping of the living and ghosts is death.

Each coffin will be pasted with a happy character, which is composed of white and red paper-cuts, and eighteen candles and three sticks of incense will be lit around the coffin.

The eighteen candles are nine white candles and nine red candles.

As for the three sticks of incense, it refers to time.

Under normal circumstances, in a ghost marriage, as long as the married couple enters the coffin and stays in the coffin for three incense sticks, it means that the ghost marriage that crosses the yin and yang realms has been formed.

After the yin relationship is formed and the time for the three incense sticks is up, everything will no longer be within the constraints of the system.

But because Ning Caichen is an ordinary mortal, if he stays in the airtight coffin for three sticks of incense, he will definitely die from lack of oxygen, so Fu Zhenhong specially asked Mu Tong to rush back to the city of death, and will be in the city. The drum of the drum was struck three times.

As long as the bronze drum is played three times, the time of three sticks of incense will become one stick of incense.

Although Fu Zhenhong couldn't stop this tie that was summoned by blood from the human world, but as the ruler of the entire Black Mountain Realm, he had the power to shorten the final link of the marriage tie.

Although the time cannot be shortened to an instant, but it can be reduced by two-thirds, which is already the best result in the current situation.

After Fu Zhenhong told Ning Caichen what needed attention for a while, she stopped talking.

The sedan chair was carried into the Black Mountain Realm by the skeleton, and carried to the Yinyang River.

Ning Caichen sat beside Fu Zhenhong, with only half a finger between them.Along the way, Ning Caichen peeked at Fu Zhenhong from time to time, trying to find something to talk about several times, but in the end he didn't say a word.

He is so nervous.

He was so nervous that he lost his usual composure and composure.

Ning Caichen has always felt that although he is not a very talkative person, he should not be as silent as he is now, unable to find any suitable topics.

Or rather, I don't know what to say to break the quiet atmosphere.

Ning Caichen thought in his heart that he didn't live up to his expectations. He usually read all the poems, books and classics in vain, but now he couldn't find the words and expressions.

Fu Zhenhong ignored Ning Caichen, and when the sedan chair was about to be carried to the Yinyang River, he put on the phoenix crown and the red hijab.

"When you get out of the wedding sedan chair, don't make a sound. Whatever the extradited mother-in-law says, you can do as she says." Fu Zhenhong said to Ning Caichen.

But Ning Caichen, at the moment, was more concerned about Fu Zhenhong's words.

Seeing Fu Zhenhong's appearance of phoenix crown and xiapei, Ning Caichen was slightly taken aback, the illusion that he was really marrying Montenegro became stronger.

"Huh?" Fu Zhenhong frowned.

"Ah, good." Ning Caichen suddenly came back to his senses, nodded and said, "I'll listen to you."

This time he will definitely not go wrong again.

Just as Ning Caichen was thinking, the sedan chair stopped at this moment.

The sounds of suona and gong also disappeared into the air.

Reached.

Ning Caichen's eyes froze, and he clenched the hand hanging by his side.

"Blood deed summons the soul to set up yin relatives, sleeps in the same coffin in the Yinyang River, gets off the sedan chair, and gets up——"

A strange and old voice sounded outside the sedan chair. The voice was cold and ghostly. The last word "Qi" dragged on for a long time, making it even more ugly and hoarse. a feeling of.

Ning Caichen took a deep breath, then held the red leash with one hand, and opened the curtain of the wedding sedan with the other hand.

The same moment, the other side.

Yan Chixia, who had completely recovered from the aftereffects of the spring water, was sitting with her legs crossed in the gossip circle made of talismans.

The early morning halo shone on Yan Chixia's face, and the breeze blew the surrounding charms and made tiny sounds.

Time in Montenegro differs from time passing in the outside world.

An hour in Montenegro corresponds to a day in the outside world.

In the real time of the outside world, the one-day deadline given by Fu Zhenhong was almost halfway through.

Yan Chixia closed her eyes and silently recited the Qiankun Jue.

He is going to Montenegro now.