Chapter 186

Little Wei Yuan sat up and saw a candle holder placed on the table, with two red candles inserted on it, and then another floor-standing candle holder was placed in the corner of the room on the other side.

The candlelight was exceptionally dim red, like the final sunset.

"Husband, the hour is late, we should rest."

Yes, the hour is late. Little Wei Yuan got up and stepped onto the ground; as soon as his feet landed, he frowned and lifted his feet again.

There were two clear footprints on the ground!

Only then did Little Wei Yuan see clearly that a thick layer of dust had fallen on the ground, and he didn't know how long it hadn't been cleaned. His peripheral vision saw something else; turning his head, he saw the spider web hanging on the corner of the bed.

Little Wei Yuan reached out to brush away the spider web, unexpectedly splashing a patch of white dust.

"Husband..." the bride called again.

"Coming, coming..." Little Wei Yuan responded repeatedly and arrived in front of the bride. At this time, he hesitated for a moment, wanting to look behind the bride, but his line of sight was blocked by the bride.

The candles were placed very high, and the candlelight was also very dim, so the ground was all dark, and he couldn't see what was there. At this time, Little Wei Yuan felt that his consciousness was like being covered with a layer of cloth, and he couldn't remember what he was supposed to see or what he was looking for.

The bride urged again, and Little Wei Yuan felt guilty, thinking he shouldn't be letting his imagination run wild on such a joyous day. Although the bride had been sitting there without moving, and he couldn't see her face clearly, Little Wei Yuan instinctively felt that the bride must be extremely beautiful.

He gently lifted the bride's bridal veil and saw an extremely beautiful face.

Ji Ji Liuli.

Little Wei Yuan broke into a cold sweat instantly.

Crack! Another crisp sound, something shattered in Little Wei Yuan's consciousness, everything went black before his eyes, and he fell into darkness again.

——

Inside a dark hall, two towering figures sat opposite each other. In front of them, there were countless small people like ants busy moving up and down on small altars.

The hall was clearly one piece, but there was a clear dividing line in the center. On one side was a dark and deep world, while the other side was scorching and dry, with sandstorms blowing from time to time.

The figure on the dark side said: "His Primordial Spirit has already been placed in the Youhan Realm, but this opening is a dead-end paper bridal veil; I'm afraid I can't negotiate conditions with him as you wished."

The figure in the scorching desert world said: "I want Lord Tianyu. I don't care what method you use; as long as you can get him back, I can give you fifty thousand high-level offerings."

"You have so many descendants, and there are countless strong ones; why do you value a descendant with mediocre talent so much?"

"The Ancestral Shaman just gave me a revelation; the ability of this descendant is crucial to my next step. So I am willing to pay an extra price. How do you plan to deal with that human? He seems to be related to the Heaven-Deficiency in Pan Shan's mouth."

The figure in the dark world said: "Once he enters the Youhan Realm, even I cannot directly intervene. If you really want him alive, you can also send a team of warriors in. It's just that the mastermind behind this opening is Dream-Eater; I'm afraid many of your people will die."

"Dream-Eater? Then forget it. By the way, why did you suddenly make a move this time?"

"The human race sent over a piece of intelligence, and I discovered that several very interesting young people had come to that place called Qingming. They have what I want on them."

"Intelligence sent by the human race? Could it be fake?"

"I've divined it; it should be true. The human race has never hesitated to use our hands to eliminate opponents. Therefore, the Ancestral Shaman does not allow a particularly powerful force to appear within the human race. Only when they are in balance will they be more keen on killing each other."

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Little Wei Yuan opened his eyes and looked quietly at the relief on the top of the bed, always feeling that this painting wanted to tell him something.

"Husband, are you awake?"

Little Wei Yuan turned his head slowly and looked toward the direction the voice came from, and saw the bride wearing the bright red wedding attire sitting quietly in front of the bed, her gaze seeming to look at him quietly through the bridal veil.

Little Wei Yuan's gaze shifted, and he saw her hands half-exposed outside the sleeves; they were very thin and very white, not at all like hands that had held a kitchen knife.

Kitchen knife? Where is the knife?

Little Wei Yuan's gaze began to wander, wanting to find out where the kitchen knife was hidden. His consciousness was still like being covered with a layer of gauze, and he didn't know why he was looking for this knife, or where he knew about this knife from. Little Wei Yuan only knew that there were many notches on the knife.

He got up wanting to get out of bed; after his feet landed, he retracted them, and sure enough, he saw two clear footprints, and dust had accumulated on the ground for who knows how long.

The servants are slacking off again...

Little Wei Yuan looked around and saw the spider web, but didn't find the spider. The two candle holders hadn't changed, the candlelight was unbelievably dim, and the room was exceptionally cold.

This time Little Wei Yuan didn't move the spider web; his feet landed again, and just as he was preparing to stand up, he suddenly saw something strange on the ground. There was slightly less dust in two places. Looking at the shape and outline, it seemed to be long, thin claws or feet, with the front facing the bed.

Not long ago, someone was standing by the bed, looking at his sleeping self?! "Husband, the hour is late, we should rest early."

This sentence seemed to have a special magic, and Little Wei Yuan immediately knew that the hour had arrived, and he should lift the bridal veil, and then have the bridal night. It was just that the room was exceptionally cold, and at the thought of taking off his clothes, Little Wei Yuan felt some resistance.

He picked up the bride's bridal veil and gently lifted it, and sure enough, he saw an extremely beautiful small face, looking at him with calmness and tranquility.

It was Bao Yun.

Little Wei Yuan felt inexplicably relieved, feeling that this time it was indeed normal.

But the smile on Bao Yun's face suddenly disappeared, and then something shattered in Little Wei Yuan's consciousness, everything went black before his eyes, and he fainted.

——

Little Wei Yuan opened his eyes again and looked quietly at the relief on the top of the bed.

The ghosts were carrying a humanoid thing, dripping with blood, but Little Wei Yuan felt that it might not necessarily be a human. As he thought this, the thing suddenly changed, becoming bizarre, and he couldn't tell what species it was.

The faces of the ghosts became a bit panicked, whereas before they seemed ferocious and terrifying.

Before? When had he seen this statue before? Little Wei Yuan wanted to ponder, but his consciousness was like being covered with a layer of gauze, and he couldn't remember anything.

Little Wei Yuan continued to look at the relief and saw the bride in the center of the table holding a kitchen knife with both hands; her hands were very thin, very small, very white, and she was holding it very tightly.

"Husband, are you awake?"

！.

Little Wei Yuan turned his head, got up, and prepared to get out of bed. Before his feet landed, he looked first; the faint footprints in front of the bed were still there, somewhat like claws, but also somewhat indescribably bizarre.

The spider web was still hanging on the corner of the bed, but he didn't know where the spider had gone.

The spider web was missing a corner, the spider is slacking off again...

The candlelight was dim, the room was exceptionally icy, and the pair of hands the bride had half-exposed were very white, very thin, and very beautiful; he imagined that under the bridal veil was also a beautiful face.

He didn't know how long she had been looking at him...

Little Wei Yuan suddenly didn't want to get out of bed and reached out to grab the quilt, wanting to cover himself again, but the quilt was exceptionally damp, so damp that he grabbed a handful of water. The water was very viscous, not quite like water.

Little Wei Yuan raised his hand to look and saw that his palm was full of fresh blood.

He was startled and shrank back; suddenly his left hand seemed to press against a hard object.

"Husband, the hour is late, we should rest."

This sentence immediately reminded Little Wei Yuan that it was indeed late, so he got out of bed, arrived in front of the bride, and lifted the bridal veil; underneath was also an extremely beautiful face, with large eyes looking a bit dull, but in reality, they were pure and clear.

Feng Feng Tingyu.

Little Wei Yuan was thoughtful; was it sorted by cultivation base? It could also be the rank of the Dao foundation. Then who should be next? Yun Yun Feifei, Xu Wan'er, or Xu Yi?

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and Little Wei Yuan lost consciousness.

Little Wei Yuan opened his eyes.

He looked quietly at the relief on the top of the bed, pinched the quilt with one hand, his hand was again covered in viscous water, and the other hand groped on the bed; sure enough, he felt a hard object. He felt it carefully; it seemed to be a kitchen knife.

In the relief, the things the ghosts were carrying were still bizarre, and he couldn't tell the race, but it seemed something was missing. And the seven brides on the table each had a halo behind their heads. In the scriptures of many sects, this halo represented the Dao foundation.

"Husband..."

Little Wei Yuan turned his head slowly, his hand quietly gripping the kitchen knife.

"... the hour is late, we should rest."

This sentence immediately reminded Little Wei Yuan that the hour for the bridal night had arrived. So he forgot about the kitchen knife, got up and got out of bed, and arrived in front of the bride.

Just as he was preparing to lift the bridal veil, Little Wei Yuan suddenly saw that one of his hands was covered in blood, as bright red as the bridal veil.

Little Wei Yuan's consciousness had a momentary pause, and he suddenly remembered, did she miss a word just now?

It was just that at this time the hour had arrived, and Little Wei Yuan's hand had already lifted the bridal veil.

(End of chapter)