Chapter 3452

Xianjun's slender cold white fingers pressed against the silver white sword handle. Without hesitation, he cut a sword to the blood coffin in an instant. The cold sword Qi contains the potential to break the army!

When the wind started to hunt, there seemed to be a sound of resentment and howling, which fell with the sword. The whispering became more and more sharp, which could almost pierce people's eardrums!

At the same time,

Soul mourning comes out of the scabbard, the devil is in red, and the sword Qi forms a blood moon virtual shadow in the air, covering the sky and the earth -!

Two startling sword Qi were cut down at the same time, which is an unspeakable tacit understanding!

The blood wood coffin, which had been closed tightly, opened the lid at that moment——

The picture slowly unfolded before our eyes.

The coffin was empty!

The blood coffin was empty and there was nothing.

At the moment when the coffin was opened, the Yin wind cried and howled with a cold work, raising their hair and clothes. The Yin and soft singing voice completely became sharp and distorted, resentful and crazy. The evil spirit destroyed the heaven and earth and filled the ancestral hall, which could almost devour people!

The female voice is still singing, but it seems to be worn out from the blade with blood dripping. The words are weeping blood, painful and treacherous.

Their figures fell into the overflowing black fog and clasped their fingers.

The wind echoed in the ancestral hall. The black fog almost annihilated it, and the singing became more and more sad.

"Can't beg, full of empty resentment --!"

Ears are full of all kinds of sounds. The melodious suona sound is intertwined with the noisy gongs and drums. The lively whisper is drowned in the sound of rites and music, and the sound is close at hand.

The world was turned upside down and plunged into darkness.

When ranbai opened his eyes again, he saw a red patch in front of him.

She is on the sedan chair.

The devil narrowed his eyes, raised his slender fingers, opened the red veil, looked at the scene in the flower sedan, and then directly raised the flower sedan curtain to look out.

I saw ten mile long street, noisy and bustling, all kinds of people, their faces filled with joy.

This is obviously a wedding.

Obviously, the last second was still in the cold and depressed tomb. In an instant, she went directly to a cumbersome and lively wedding. She also became the protagonist of the wedding.

Ran Bai glanced out, then put down her hand and narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

Soon there was a judgment.

This is probably what the tomb owner experienced before her death, but now she has been pulled into a dreamland and become the tomb owner before her death. She is likely to experience her life.

Ran Bai licked her lower lip and thought carelessly.

I don't know if Xianjun is here and what his identity is

The carved wooden sedan chair is as delicate as blood, and embroidered with gold thread.

The red makeup team winding for several miles can't line up in a street at all. It's like a swimming dragon walking on the long street. It's huge and grand.

Suona sounds, thousands of people in the streets, prosperous times and beautiful scenery, are full of auspicious and festive everywhere, and everyone's face is filled with joy.

No one knows what will happen next, but at least for the moment, they are real and pure joy.

Dye Bai leaned lazily against the sedan chair and hissed.

I don't know how long it took, the sedan finally stopped.

Stopped at the vermilion gate of a big family. The plaque was carved with two words, magnificent and magnificent.

Lin Fu.

Now,

The vermilion door was wide open, and the people who came to pick up the kiss occupied a whole row.

However, dye Bai didn't see the groom on the sedan chair road.

The suona sounds melodious and beautiful.

After the sedan car stopped for a second or two, a low cough sounded, the sound line was very low, and there was some morbid dumb in the clearness.

Dyed white raised the curtain of the flowering car, and the line of sight was just opposite to the groom standing in front of the Lin house.

Give her a good meal.

Even though her appearance was different, she recognized that temperament at a glance.

The fairy king of her family wore it directly on the groom.

The slender young man has a long body and is dressed in a red wedding dress. The color is burning. His skin color is morbid pale and looks very weak. After he is negative with one hand, he looks cold and elegant. Even on the day of his wedding, he can't see the slightest sense of joy.

Those deep and calm eyes outline the clear wind and bright moon. They seem to have vast heaven and earth, the reincarnation of the avenue, and stare at her quietly across all the noisy and lively scenes. Their eyes are very light, just like standing on the top of the snow mountain from another distant angle and overlooking all sentient beings.

Xi Niang smiled, "childe, go and pick up the bride."

The young immortal Jun hung his eyes slightly and was not surprised. He obviously recognized ran Bai. After a second or two of silence, he walked slowly, looking neither happy nor sad.

He walked step by step to the sedan chair, stopped there, calmly stretched out his hand, his slender and clear fingers were almost transparent in the sun, his blood-colored sleeves were hung, lined with a section of wrist bone, clear, cold and elegant in his bones.

The devil slowly put on her veil again, and suddenly felt that such a thing was not bad. She put her hand on Xianjun's hand in the air and came out.

The young girl is crowned with a phoenix and her wedding dress is like fire. She has a straight head of green silk. Her eyebrows are covered in a red veil. Behind her is a ten mile red makeup, which is less than half her color.

At that moment,

Ranbai felt Yuchen's fingertips gently across her palm and wrote a few words.

Don't act rashly.

The arc of fingertips is cold, and the temperature remains on the palm of the hand.

Under the red yarn, the girl's lips are slightly hooked.

She didn't say anything, just clenched Yu Chen's hand.

As soon as they enter Lin's house simultaneously, the wedding process is cumbersome and complex.

It is a scene experienced by the owner of the tomb.

It is obviously not a good practice to go against what happened before you know the truth.

They followed the push of others and entered the lobby.

Both sides of the lobby were full of people, laughing and laughing, looking at a new couple.

The best man's voice sounded in the lobby, deep and pleasant, but it added an ethereal trance. "The marriage of two surnames, the marriage of two surnames, the marriage of two parties, the eternal marriage of good marriage, and the matching of the same name. Look at this day, the peach blossoms are burning, the house is suitable for home, the year of Bodhisattva is continuous, and you are prosperous and blazing..."

"Worship heaven and earth -" the voice was full of laughter, which brought some sadness for no reason, and it was like an abyss that lured people to fall.

Xianjun looked cold and lustless, upright and slender. His bloody wedding clothes could not suppress his cold temperament. He looked at dye white quietly and said a word in a low voice. The sound quality was flat: "bye."

The clear tone falls on ranbai's ear.

Xianjun bowed down with the girl.

Dyed white picked the lower eyebrow, and the Red Veil obscured the radian of smiling lips.

The best man Zhuang Chong said, "two worship halls -"

Ranbai and Yuchen turn around and bow down to the middle-aged couple sitting in the first place.

The middle-aged couple were dressed in fancy clothes, smiling, and looked at them kindly and gently.

Everything is true and festive. I can't see it at all. These are dead things.

"Husband and wife worship -"

The young Xianjun seemed to pause, but it was not obvious.

The two turned at the same time and faced each other.

The red gauze was hazy, which covered the girl's face and could not really see, but it could still see some eyebrows and eyes vaguely.