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"Don't make false accusations about TV dramas." Zhong Qi seriously defended, "I learned from novels."

The twenty-year-old beauty is young and understands human affairs, and the corners of her eyes are full of pure and lustful obsessions, which no man can bear to see.

Bai Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it's really stunning.

No wonder he can "tame" the playboy Jiang Yingcheng.

The beauty opened her thin lips slightly, and her voice was soft and thin, "Where are those guests now? Let's go to the mourning hall with them. After the ceremony is completed, the mansion should be able to return to normal."

Zhong Qi thought to himself, I believe you a ghost.

He is not a fool, Yan Qing'er's purpose is clear at a glance.If they couldn't be marked at all, they planned to feed them directly to the ghost bride's mouth.

"Listen." Jiang Yingcheng said suddenly, the air was a little quiet, and he barely heard a mournful suona mourning.

Gradually, it grew louder, pierced into the ears domineeringly, and resounded in the chest cavity.

The shock was indescribable in words, the higher and higher scales tore through the chest cavity, crying blood and tears.

It is the desire to live, not willing to die; it is the eagerness of love and the absolute hatred.

Zhong Qi moved his body slightly, seeming to stand in front of Bai Cheng unintentionally. He tilted his head slightly, taking advantage of the time between Jiang Yan and Jiang Yan's panic, and said in an inaudible voice: "Get ready."

All of Bai Cheng's doubts were solved by the figure gradually looming from the darkness behind Yan Qing'er.

The fluttering red hijab fell to nowhere, and it was clearly visible that the ghost bride's neck was folded at 90 degrees and she was resting weakly on her shoulders.His complexion was the same as pale as in a horror movie, with bleeding from his seven orifices, bloodstains on his lips slid all the way down his neck.The two blood-soaked eyeballs were protruding, almost out of their sockets. She raised her hands, and in front of everyone, all ten fingers sank into Yan Qing'er's neck, and the dazzling scarlet gushed out instantly.

Even though Zhong Qi stood in front of him, Bai Cheng was still covered half of his body by the splashed blood.

There is still a residual temperature, which makes people feel dizzy for a moment.

Zhong Qi knew that Yan Qing'er's death was a foregone conclusion, and he knew that he could not save him, so he dragged Bai Cheng by the head and ran away without looking back.

Jiang Yingcheng followed closely behind, but the physical strength of the pampered young master all the year round was really inferior to that of Bai Cheng and Zhong Qi who often exercised in their spare time, and they were completely invisible after running for a while.

He could feel a threatening cold air approaching behind him, and he could even catch a glimpse of a scarlet shadow out of the corner of his eye!

At this time, the undulating tree roots stirred under my feet and fell into the bushes on both sides of the road!Jiang Yingying was covered in blood. He struggled to stand up and tried to escape, but the ghost bride had already chased him.

It's over!

The smell of blood and overwhelming despair swept towards him, Jiang Yingcheng closed his eyes, tremblingly waiting for death.

However, the ghost bride just skipped past him in a hurry, without even looking at him, and chased straight into the distance.

Jiang Yingcheng collapsed on the ground and was out of breath. It took a while before he was brought back to his senses by the chilly crotch and the fishy smell.

The Jiang family's house is winding and twisting, and at this time it shows its great benefits. Bai Cheng never thought that the physical strength he developed from playing tennis would one day be used to escape.

The two quickly distanced themselves from the ghost bride, ran for a while, and stopped at a corner of the courtyard to rest.

"This... looks like..." Bai Cheng looked around while calming down.

Zhong Qi was not as panting as Bai Cheng, he supported the wall with one hand, followed Bai Cheng's gaze to glance at the appearance of the courtyard, and then said: "This should be Jiang Yingling's courtyard."

He followed Jiang Yingcheng and Yan Qing'er. Needless to say, Jiang Yingcheng, as his wife, Yan Qing'er naturally lived in the same courtyard as Master Jiang. Apart from them, Jiang Yingling was the only one who could live in a courtyard of this size.

Due to the large number of people last night, he didn't say a lot of things. Now that he finally found a chance for the two of them to be alone, Zhong Qi dragged out the plot he had smoothed out to discuss with Bai Cheng.

He said: "Jiang Yingcheng had an affair with his little mother Yan Qing'er. This matter was known by Mr. Jiang, and the two silenced him. Later, in order to fully inherit the family business, the two managed to kill Jiang Yingling. But to be honest, this Among them, I couldn't find the necessary connection between the ghost bride and the appearance of several of our characters."

I saw Bai Cheng smiled.

In fact, he didn't say anything.

"Yesterday afternoon, on the way back from meeting Jiang Yingcheng, I ran into that ecstatic servant in the mourning hall." A lot of news came out of her mouth, which happened to be able to fill in some missing plots, "The ghost bride was originally Jiang Yingcheng's housemate was extremely infatuated with Jiang Yingcheng. I guess Yan Qing'er killed her out of jealousy, but I didn't expect that the ghost bride was full of resentment and needed revenge to resolve it. So Yan Qing'er made everything related to Jiang Yingcheng The women from all over the world are all brought in as scapegoats, killing many birds with one arrow."

"I can connect, but it's a little bit reluctant. The shady marriage can be completely omitted. If Yan Qing'er wants to kill a woman related to Jiang Yingcheng, she only needs to invite someone to attend the funeral under the same conditions. It's not necessary. Make it a wedding."

"I have to explain that Yin marriage is a necessary ceremony for the ghost bride to divert the target of hatred..." Bai Cheng himself felt that this statement was far-fetched, and shrugged helplessly, "I can't make it up."

While speaking, he came to the study room, the furnishings in the room were simple and elegant, filled with all kinds of books, most of the collections were calligraphy treasures in the study, it can be seen that the owner is a person of elegance and elegance.

Looking at the Linglang treasures on the wall of the cabinet, Zhong Qi muttered, "If you arranged for secret passage switches, where would you usually choose to put them?"

"Uh..." Bai Cheng couldn't help complaining, "Stop watching TV dramas."

"Don't make false accusations about TV dramas." Zhong Qi seriously defended, "I learned from novels."

"Uh..." I still haven't found the secret path, but Bai Cheng inadvertently found a few stacks of paper pointed under the bamboo book on the high place.It was placed very high, and it was necessary to move a stool to barely reach it. Zhong Qi supported the back of the chair, raised his head and asked, "What is it?"

"It's a letter." Bai Cheng jumped down, holding a pile of thick letters in his hand, "Jiang Yingcheng's family letter to Jiang Yingling."

"Take it apart and see."

"En." Rao Bai Cheng, who pays attention to etiquette, will not worry about other things in this situation now.

The letter was well preserved, and Bai Cheng could even feel the care of the owner when the letter was first opened.

"Are the family letters between brothers hidden so deep?" Zhong Qizhi leaned on the back of the chair, poked his head to look over there, and read word by word: "Seeing the words is like..."

Suddenly, Zhong Qi paused, and an unknown palpitation pulled his attention away from the writing.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a red shadow passing by, Zhong Qi stretched out his hand, and subconsciously pulled Bai Cheng into his arms.

It would be easier to talk about picking up a girl, but Bai Cheng is a big, sturdy man of 1.8 meters, and being pulled by Zhong Qi without any defense, both of them lost their center of gravity and fell directly to the ground.

Almost at the same time, the ghost bride's blood-long fingernails slid across the place where Bai Chengfang was standing!

If he was still standing there, he would have been split in half by now!

The Ghost Bride's head was still rolling around on her shoulders. It was because her neck was broken and her vision was unstable that they had room to catch their breath.

She was tearing around crazily, attacking in a disorderly manner, and the consequences of being scratched were unimaginable.

Bai Cheng and Zhong Qi each rolled to the corner of the room, and lay down quietly in the corner, not daring to take a breath.

Both of them knew in their hearts that the condition of Ghost Bride's unsteady head and obstructed vision would be of great benefit to them, and if they gave it a try, they might be able to escape smoothly.But no one expected that the Ghost Bride would stop attacking, holding her head limp on her shoulders with both hands, turning like a snake, searching for targets.