A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

The little red gold beast opened its teeth and claws, and finally showed its sharp fangs to the humans who had never treated him kindly in the past.

It was against his nature, but he had to.

Otherwise, that human would think he was weak and deceptive.

Meng Xianjue lowered his eyes, and did not let go of his strength in his hands. Just at this moment, the worship was over and the coffin closing ceremony was about to take place.

Cheng Weiwan glared at him, and exerted force with his hands, trying to use the three-legged cat fighting skills he learned in this world to get rid of Meng Xianjue's imprisonment. Meng Xianjue was a little surprised, this was a move he had never seen before, but he still easily resolved it. It's just that at the moment when he received Cheng Weiwan's eyes full of coldness, there was a loophole in his strict defense, and his heart felt half sour and softened.

Meng Xianjue refocused his mind. He had no way of knowing what the order the empress gave them, and Cheng Weiwan was filled with resentment because of his arrival at this moment, and he had no time to take care of the surroundings. Therefore, he could only observe from the corner of his eye. Based on the actions of the brides and paper figurines around you, you can judge what to do next.

The coffin closing ceremony was going on, Meng Xianjue remained calm, and whispered in Cheng Weiwan's ear: "Wan Wan, don't panic, I won't mess around, we are going to have the coffin closing ceremony now, we can't be caught by that ghost." Spot us."

"Be nice."

Meng Xianjue actually didn't want to admit it, he was looking forward to this moment.

The moment he flew over despite Wu Zhong's persuasion and saw Cheng Weiwan, he actually didn't regret it.

The chain plan he had planned for a long time, the traps he had set up, and the secret sentries he had arranged outside the cave were all overthrown because of his impulsive jump.

But he doesn't regret it.

In Cheng Weiwan's eyes, he still looks stubborn and cute, his bright red eyes are still shining brightly, and the small white teeth at the corners of his mouth will naturally get stuck in the corners of his mouth when he speaks, gets angry, or frowns, revealing A small spike, the small bell on the wrist came back to life, with a crisp sound, and it was the look he loved everywhere.

Moreover, the person in front of him with the phoenix crown and the xiapei, and the red clothes as bright as the sunset in the sky, are also the appearance in his dream.

He died without regret.

However, Cheng Weiwan reacted in an instant and pulled out her hand vigorously,

——I am obedient nmlgb!

But he couldn't resist Meng Xianjue's strength, nor could he resist the ghostly aura of the empress manipulating the talisman. He accidentally fell over and sank into the darkness, hitting his head on Meng Xianjue's chest.

Meng Xianjue snorted, but his hands were still around Cheng Weiwan's body, protecting Cheng Weiwan's body and preventing him from getting hurt.

The joint burial coffin made a violent collision sound, the coffin lid was closed, and the coffin ceremony was completed. The two of them squeezed into a coffin, facing each other in the darkness, face to face, each other's breath sprayed into each other's face superior.

A wedding candle was lit on the small table outside the coffin, the flames were jumping, and the candlelight projected in from the gap in the coffin lid, which happened to fall in the middle of the two of them.

Meng Xianjue was also able to see Cheng Weiwan's appearance clearly.

Cheng Weiwan was born with a good skin, especially those eyes. When looking at a person seriously, almost no one can hold back the light revealed in those shining eyes.

Meng Xianjue was a little dazed, he felt the warm body around him, his mouth gradually became dry, and he felt that there was a fiery thing in his chest that was about to escape his control, escape, and go where it should go.

As soon as Cheng Weiwan raised her head, she saw Meng Xianjue's burning eyes looking at him, frowned, suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, broke free from Meng Xianjue's imprisonment, turned over with difficulty, and lay on her back.

Meng Xianjue held him with one hand, worried that the empress would find out what was going on between them, but his selfishness was more about wanting to get closer to Cheng Weiwan, so he said solemnly, "Don't move."

Perhaps Meng Xianjue didn't know that the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up. He quietly grabbed a strand of silver-white hair beside his hand, and said in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Cheng Weiwan knew what Meng Xianjue was talking about, and said patiently, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

It was probably because Ling Siyao's spell was in effect, covering up the severe pain, so that he could speak and act like a normal person now.

Thinking that this Meng Xianjue was the culprit, he still came to ask him how he was and what the situation was like.

Shouldn't he be the clearest about his physical condition?

Cheng Weiwan couldn't help feeling angry, with a mocking look on his face: "Shouldn't you be the clearest about this, why come here and ask me?"

Meng Xianjue pursed his lips, feeling a little relieved. He ignored the sarcasm on Cheng Weiwan's face, but felt that the headache that had haunted him seemed to disappear the moment he met Cheng Weiwan. With a calm mind, he carefully considered his words and said, "Then... Wanwan, why did you come here?"

Cheng Weiwan seemed to have punched the cotton with a fist, and his tone couldn't go well, so he frowned, as if he hadn't heard Meng Xianjue's words, closed his eyes and rested his mind, not meeting him.

Seeing Cheng Weiwan ignoring him, Meng Xianjue lowered his eyelashes to hide the flash of loneliness in his eyes, and his tone and tone were much lighter: "Wanwan, it's dangerous here, your injury hasn't healed yet, I'll find a chance later take you out..."

"Meng Xianjue," Cheng Weiwan opened his eyes abruptly, he turned his head and looked straight at the dim shadow of Meng Xianjue in the darkness, "First, my name is Cheng Weiwan, I am not I like anyone I hate to call me by my nickname; second, Meng Xianjue, you have to figure it out."

Meng Xianjue stared at him quietly, listening to him carefully.

Cheng Weiwan was really angry this time, he barely propped up his upper body in the narrow and dark rectangular space, and stared at Meng Xianjue sternly: "Make it clear, I'm not here for you, nor for some reason Lu's love and peace, I am for myself."

For myself, I can successfully complete the task and go home smoothly.

I just blame myself for being stupid, I blame myself for being stupid, I recognized the wrong person, and I almost took my own life.

Cheng Weiwan clearly remembers that when he first followed Meng Xianjue in his soul body, Meng Xianjue selectively turned a blind eye to his suspicions and doubts, and only wanted to be good to the protagonist, even if his soul merged into the little beast's body later. When he was in the body, he chose to deliberately ignore the hostility and murderous look in Meng Xianjue's eyes towards him.

He selectively ignores too much, but also ignores what is hidden in it, which is really a deep hatred.

It wasn't that he was too sensitive, but that he really could see that Meng Xianjue had hatred for him.

And... I am the Red Gold Beast, and the Red Gold Beast is me, why did Meng Xianjue say that he didn't tell him his identity?

For Meng Xianjue, what is the difference between the human self and the original self?

But in any case, there should be no more entanglements between the two of them.

Cheng Weiwan took a deep breath and tried her best to keep her tone calm: "Meng Xianjue, you know, after I get out of this coffin, I won't bother you anymore, and I hope you don't bother me either."

The corners of Meng Xianjue's slightly hooked lips dropped the moment Cheng Weiwan's words fell.

In the darkness, unable to see anything clearly, Meng Xianjue eagerly grasped the strand of hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "I know everything."

He knows it all.

The empress sucked in these delicious grievances, and felt that her strength was increasing little by little, but suddenly, she noticed something was wrong.

For example, in a corner, is the resentment too strong?

The gloomy resentment that was about to drip water seemed to be condensed into a solid body, and a thick layer shrouded the outside of the joint burial coffin, making it difficult to ignore its abnormality.

According to her experience of dormant here for so many years, human beings are really the most easily succumbed species. When they first have strength, they will not be satisfied with the miserable status quo, and will have some thoughts of resistance.

At this time when you have the idea of ​​​​resistance, resentment is the strongest, and it is also the most delicious time.

But as time gradually elongated, this idea in their hearts became less and less, maybe it won't be too long before they will be content with the status quo.

At this time, the fire in my heart is extinguished, and I can no longer express any grievances. For the empress, it means that the last ounce of use value is gone.

At this time, the empress will dispose of these "mummy" mercilessly.

No matter how strong the people's desire to survive when they first came, and how resentful they are at the arrival of death, it is impossible to erupt such a strong resentment...

Unless, there, it's not her "bride" and "groom".

There was a gloomy light in the eyes of the empress, she wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth, and rushed to the joint burial coffin where Cheng Weiwan was.

Cheng Weiwan in the coffin naturally felt the change in the atmosphere outside.

His eyes widened, his whole body seemed to be wound up like clockwork, every string was taut, ready to be called at any time.

But Cheng Weiwan hadn't even had time to breathe in this state, when suddenly a sharp claw pierced in from the top of the coffin, carrying a suffocating ghostly aura, Cheng Weiwan reacted very quickly, covering his mouth and nose , rolled violently, narrowly dodging the sharp claw.

It's just a coincidence that this roll happened to roll to Meng Xianjue's side.

Meng Xianjue hugged Cheng Weiwan with one hand, Zhu Wu was out of its sheath, the silver blade wiped the light leaking from the edge, the turbulent ghostly aura overwhelmed the fragile coffin brought in by that sharp claw Finally unable to support such a force, it burst open.

Not to be outdone, Cheng Weiwan angrily tore off the hijab covering his head, stepped on it, turned his spiritual power into a sword, and stabbed at the shadow.

The empress is naturally not weak. She has been hiding here for a hundred years, and she is able to deal with Cheng Weiwan with ease. Furious, he raised his head to the sky and yelled a few tunes, suddenly, the situation turned

All the joint burial coffins burst

The brides were all dressed in wedding gowns, their withered and thin palms were shaped like sharp claws. They pierced the coffin and sat up leisurely like ghosts waking up, with their eyes widened and their mouths wide open, ugly and ugly.

Under the control of the empress, they stood up, like the zombies Cheng Weiwan saw in the movie, and walked towards them slowly.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Shura hell.

Meng Xianjue walked in front of Cheng Weiwan calmly, but Cheng Weiwan ignored his small movements and took half a step forward, wholeheartedly on guard against these female ghosts who suddenly appeared violently.

Meng Xianjue lowered his eyes, then raised them again, and when he raised his eyelids again, the hesitation and loneliness in his eyes had disappeared.

He is still Wusuo Hengjiang——Meng Xianjue.

A group of ghosts rioted, and Meng Xianjue and Cheng Weiwan fought bloody battles, but those female ghosts were different from others, they had no pain or consciousness, they stood up staggeringly after their arms and legs were cut off, and continued to join the big team. Even those whose heads had been cut off were trying to jump up and bite Cheng Weiwan or Meng Xianjue again.

Cheng Weiwan was calling Ling Siyao, Ling Siyao understood his question, and responded: "Wanwan, have you seen movies like zombies?"

Cheng Weiwan looked at the brides in red who were rushing towards them, some of them were in tattered clothes and some were neat and bright, but the only thing in common was that they were completely controlled by the empress , there is no longer "human" behavior.

It is really similar to the "zombie" Ling Siyao said.

Amidst the noise and noise, Cheng Weiwan only felt tired, his mind was in a mess, and his vision was a little dazed.

Where did the zombies come from?Is this really Tianlu?Baihu Village is within the jurisdiction of Changyang Mountain. Does Changyang Mountain not care about such a big incident?

He looked up at the dim light on the top of the cave, and looked down at his bloody hands, suddenly he couldn't find the meaning of being here.

Everything he did was just to go home. His goal was clear and clear, but on this straight line, there were many branches, which made his path curved and complicated.

Cheng Weiwan's spiritual power exploded and swept across, and after giving himself a breathing space, he adjusted his breathing and mentality, and when he turned his head, he saw the female ghost at the entrance of the village from a high place.

The female ghost was still wearing the fiery red wedding dress, her black hair was like a waterfall, her hands were folded in front of her, and she was standing dignified and elegant. She stared at Cheng Weiwan, and after receiving Cheng Weiwan's gaze, she She shook her head slightly at him.

Cheng Weiwan froze in place immediately.

These female ghosts won by numbers alone, it was only a matter of time before Meng Xianjue got rid of them, but Meng Xianjue was stingy about giving such a little time.

Meng Xianjue forced out the ghost energy in his body, and in an instant, the crack in space was torn apart by force, and a floating pavilion appeared above the cave out of thin air with the salty smell of the sea.

——Moon Tower on the Sea.

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