Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

Montenegro.

Ning Caichen lifted the curtain of the wedding sedan chair, and what caught his eyes was an old man with a face full of wrinkles.

The old man had white hair in a woman's bun. Her cheekbones were high and she was old-fashioned, but her slightly sunken eyes were unusually energetic, and there seemed to be shrewdness and unfathomable meaning in the dark pupils.

She was holding a big red lantern in her hand, seeing that Ning Caichen was staring at her, so she raised the corner of her mouth and smiled at Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen thought of what Heishan had just said to him, and thought that this old woman would extradite her mother-in-law.

"Let's get off the sedan chair, groom officer."

An old and cold voice came out of the old woman's mouth, and she immediately moved her body to make room for Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen nodded, holding the other end of the red silk and leading Fu Zhenhong out of the wedding sedan chair.

In front of him is a stone bridge more than ten meters long, and at the end of the stone bridge is a river with no end in sight.The river water is black, with waves and ripples. There are countless coffins and red and white lanterns floating on the river surface. The whole picture looks very strange and cold.

Ning Caichen noticed that the color of the red cloud in the sky was getting darker and darker, almost turning into dark purple.

The extradited mother-in-law looked at Ning Caichen, and then lit a stick of incense at the bridge.Soon, curling blue smoke slowly drifted out from the sparkling top, and the red-orange halo under the dim sky at this moment was like a will-o'-the-wisp flickering in the dead of night.

"Three incenses and yin and yang meet, and the bronze drum in the city of vain dies, and the same coffin falls asleep and turns into one." The extraditing mother-in-law chanted this sentence while inserting a lit stick of incense in the incense cage.

"Go up." The extraditing mother-in-law raised her old bark-like hand and pointed to the stone bridge directly in front of Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen stepped onto the bridge and walked forward steadily.

The extraditing mother-in-law laughed again, she followed Ning Caichen and Fu Zhenhong with a lantern, and began to chant and chant——

"Desolate and rotting tombs of dead bones, the two worlds of yin and yang sway the souls of the dead.

The blood deed summons the soul to make an appointment with the yin relatives, and the big red sedan chair carries the newcomer,

Red candles and white banners and paper lanterns, buried together in the same coffin and sleeping together..."

Listening to the creepy voice behind him, Ning Caichen knew that everything was so weird, but at the moment he was leading Heishan forward with the red silk, Ning Caichen didn't feel any fear or fear.

On the contrary, he felt very strange, and there was a secret joy and joy in his heart.Ignoring the overly spooky environment and the cold and gloomy atmosphere, Ning Caichen felt that it was like he and Montenegro were having a real marriage ceremony.

He couldn't help but clenched the red silk in his hand, and couldn't help squinting his eyes along the red leash to look at Heishan who was walking beside him. tied together.

A bridge of more than ten meters is not considered long.

After walking to the end, Ning Caichen actually felt a subtle reluctance.

Up until now, Ning Caichen didn't know whether this was a difficult event caused by him, or a strange but unforgettable blessing.

Just as Ning Caichen was thinking, an empty coffin floated in front of him.

"Sleeping in the same coffin, the yin and yang worlds are destined to be married, the groom officer, it's time to go in." The extraditing mother-in-law said with a drawn tone and a smile.

Hearing the words, Ning Caichen took a look at Fu Zhenhong who was determined, pursed his lips, and stepped into the coffin.

After Ning Caichen lay down in the coffin, Fu Zhenhong also lay down in it.

Feeling the icy touch close to him, Ning Caichen heard a muffled "dong" before Ning Caichen had time to think too much, and the lid of the coffin was closed by a force.

After the last faint halo was cut off by the heavy coffin lid, Ning Caichen's vision was also completely darkened.

In the airtight coffin, there was no wind, and no other external sounds came in, only Ning Caichen's breathing was so clearly audible in the narrow air.

Ning Caichen smelled a fragrance, which was the breath from Fu Zhenhong's body. It should have been a faint smell, but it became rich because of the uncirculated space.

bang... bang... bang...

Ning Caichen's heartbeat began to speed up uncontrollably again. At this moment, no matter the icy touch on his side or the familiar fragrance pouring into his nose, he couldn't calm down.

It is obvious that there is a hard stone slab under his body, and he is lying in a coffin that a dead person would lie in. His body is floating with the coffin, but Ning Caichen has the illusion that he is in a hibiscus tent .

When the line of sight is blocked, the body's senses become clearer.

In the black space where he couldn't see his fingers, Ning Caichen couldn't see, but his thoughts couldn't help being a little distracted by the scent that poured into his breath.

The touch of the arms is so flexible and elastic. This coldness without any temperature seems to have a strange magic power, which can make Ning Caichen's body warm up slowly.

Ning Caichen knows that what he should do most now is to maintain a calm mind, relax his tense body and those turbulent thoughts, because only in this way can he save more money. The airtight coffin will become less and less with consumption. air.

To stay in this coffin with the strength of a stick of incense, the air is the most important support for a mortal like him.

But when Ning Caichen thought of Heishan in a red wedding gown lying next to him at this moment, in this ghost world, he and Heishan are now married, similar to a bridal chamber, Ning Caichen couldn't calm down down.

Ning Caichen thought of when he was in Lanruo Temple, Heishan and Yan Chixia stayed in the same coffin together. He remembered that after Taoist Yan and Heishan came out of the coffin, Taoist Yan had a very strange expression.

Ning Caichen didn't know whether Yan Chixia, who was staying with Hei Shan in such a narrow and confined space as a coffin, was the same as him at this moment, and thoughts that should not have arisen in his heart.

But presumably there should be, even if they know that Montenegro is a monster, no one can resist such a monster.

Whether it's himself or Daoist Yan.

Thinking of Yan Chixia, Ning Caichen thought of Heishan's purpose of bringing him to the Heishan realm.

If at the beginning Ning Caichen thought all this was because Heishan wanted to use him as a bait to lure Daoist Yan, then at this stage, Ning Caichen didn't think so.

If it was just an insignificant bait, there was no need for Montenegro to do this for him.Ning Caichen is not a dull person, on the contrary, he is very good at deriving the truth from some subtle details.He could feel that Montenegro really didn't want anything to happen to him, not because of Yan Chixia, but because of some reason of his own.

Although Ning Caichen couldn't guess what the reason was, it didn't stop him from feeling happy.

Perhaps he can be expected.

Since he was taken out of Lanruo Temple, Heishan never really hurt him. On the contrary, in order to save him now, he put on a woman's wedding dress and became his bride.

After thinking this way, Ning Caichen felt his chest was hot, as if there was a warm current flowing.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the incense outside the coffin burned slowly and became shorter.Ning Caichen couldn't calculate the passage of time, he could only judge the air consumption from the increasingly difficult breathing.

Fu Zhenhong calculated the time, and it was only half past.

Ning Caichen is an ordinary person. Even if he has a rare pure yang system, he cannot hold his breath for a long time like Yan Chixia. To cause trouble for Fu Zhenhong, he just kept holding back.

Just when Ning Caichen's thoughts began to become blocked due to severe hypoxia, he seemed to feel the black mountain beside him move in a daze.

The loss of consciousness made Ning Caichen's thinking dull. Before he could start thinking, the next second, Fu Zhenhong suddenly turned over, and her whole body was pressed against Ning Caichen.

In the dark, Fu Zhenhong looked at Ning Caichen's handsome face flushed from lack of oxygen, his eyes were tightly closed, and his long eyelashes were twitching uneasily.Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, and directly put her lips on Ning Caichen's, cheering him up.

The sudden influx of breath relieved Ning Caichen's discomfort, and a sweet smell flowed from his lips and teeth.Suddenly, Ning Caichen thought he was dreaming.

This is the sweetness he likes and the taste he longs for.

The circulation of breathing gave Ning Caichen more energy. He took the initiative to start kissing, rubbed his lips against the cold softness covering his lips, and even put his hands on Fu Zhenhong's lower back. Wearing a red wedding dress, she rubbed gently.

The touch of the palm is so wonderful, thin, flexible, thin but not weak.The fragrance between the lips and teeth was so rich and strong, obviously without the slightest smell of wine, yet Ning Caichen was intoxicated by this unique fragrance.

His body reacted, and an inexplicable hot feeling gushed out of his body. This rising heat controlled his brain thoughts, and he couldn't help wanting more and more.

Ning Caichen opened Fu Zhenhong's white teeth with the tip of his tongue, and penetrated into Fu Zhenhong's mouth, trying to grab the sweetness that made him intoxicated.

Fu Zhenhong did not expect that the always gentle scholar would have such a strong and active side. When she felt something hard in her lower abdomen against him, Fu Zhenhong bit Ning Caichen's intrusive tongue. one time.

At this moment, the tingling pain on his tongue made Ning Caichen wake up suddenly.After realizing what he had done, Ning Caichen's pupils shrank for a moment, but the faint smell of blood on the tip of his tongue became a catalyst at this moment, increasing some kind of sensory stimulation and cutting off Ning Caichen. Caichen has always been gentle and restrained, and his rational heartstrings.

The touch on the lips was so wonderful, and the sweetness in the mouth made Ning Caichen wish that he would never wake up.

There is a beast imprisoned in everyone's heart, even for a person as warm as water, once a certain desire in the heart is released, it will be like a completely changed person.

For the first time, Ning Caichen had despicable thoughts in his heart. He should be self-disciplined and restrained, but he let his heart go, violating the integrity and etiquette that he has always had.Instead of taking the initiative to withdraw from Fu Zhenhong's lips, he intensified the kiss, and the arms around Fu Zhenhong's waist were also tightened.

Want to have this man.

No matter whether he is a man or a demon, I want to own him, I want him to have Ning Caichen's aura from inside to outside.

There is no need for so many complicated thoughts, just because I like it.If it was this male monster, Ning Caichen would be willing to be sucked away by him, and being able to blend into the opponent's body would be considered an unforgettable special.

Ding---

Raider Fu Zhenhong

Liaozhai World Tianxuan overall strategy progress: 25%

Chosen: Ning Caichen, favorability 100%

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These chapters are for Ning Caichen. His progress is full, and the rest will follow.

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Daoist Yan: I am on my way

Dryad: On the night of the full moon, I am about to cultivate a male body

Mu Tong: I heard that you all want to see me regain consciousness secretly?

Xiaoqian: A Chinese Ghost Story, I'm okay with the wonderful night in the gazebo!