Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

Shangguan Xiaodie was overly frightened and fell into a coma after witnessing a monster tearing a living person apart. \%>_<%_网_原_创造%>_<%\No one cares about her, the poisonous woman threw her in the corner and let her wake up slowly.

After a while, Lang Jia walked into this temporary dressing room, dressed in a happy red dress, exuding a strong smell of blood.He was the leader of the hundred white Qi beasts, and he was at the forefront of killing people. His whole body was covered with blood, but because of the color of his clothes, he couldn't see any trace of blood.

"According to the leader's instructions, no innocent people were harmed along the way. Within the scope of killing, only one-third of the people were killed, not more than one person. The invited guests did not move at all. Except for a little mental breakdown, their bodies were all intact. "Lang Jia reported to Zi Xi with a smile, and then clapped his hands.

Then, two people from Xuanming who were also dressed in happy clothes carried a mahogany Taishi chair into the room. They carried the Taishi chair with one hand, and pressed Duanmu Xin's shoulder with the other hand.Apparently Duanmu Xin was compelled, and his fate was so wonderful, not long ago he ordered the inner eunuch to carry Emperor Hui down, but now he was carried up by others.

Lang Jia was very satisfied with what he did, and said with a smile: "Because you are the guests invited to the master's wedding, you should treat each other with courtesy, so you can't let the guests get tired. The subordinates make their own decisions and let the distinguished guests sit in the chairs." Sit and rest." [

Zixi didn't even look at Duanmu Xin, and said with a sigh: "Today is my wedding day, killing so many people, will I be unhappy in the future?"

Lang Jia said with a smile: "Killing blood, blood is red, rouge is red, wedding dress is red, and getting it means happiness."

"Thank you." Zixi put her hand gently on her stomach, her voice still cold, "I should have done it myself, but I don't want my child to see that his mother is a murderous demon."

Lang Jia said: "We are happy when the leader tells us to do it. If the leader does it himself, we will not be happy."

Zixi nodded, but Luanfeng held her head down, dipped the plum blossom paper-cut in cinnabar, and printed plum blossoms on her eyebrows, thus completing the bridal makeup.Looking at the beautiful face in the bronze mirror, Zi Xi hardly recognizes herself, but no one appreciates the makeup no matter how beautiful it is.

"Where is the phoenix-headed harp?" Zi Xi looked at the immobile Duanmu Xin, and without waiting for Duanmu Xin's answer, she said, "Forget it, I guess you won't tell me. Lang Jia, go find the Xuanming Sect." One of the two great artifacts, the phoenix-headed harp."

Before Lang Jia had time to respond, Duan Muxin took the initiative to confess: "In Lingxi Pavilion."

Zixi glanced at Duanmu Xin again, then nodded to Lang Jia, indicating that he could go to Lingxi Pavilion to retrieve the phoenix-headed konghou, and said nothing more.

Duanmuxin neither begged for mercy nor negotiated, and silently looked at Zixi in a blood-red wedding dress.

He could hardly recognize her. In fact, he had never recognized who she was, from an ordinary little boy to a beautiful little girl, to the gorgeous and cold bride at this moment.

None of them were happy, and it was a wedding destined to be full of blood and death.

Who is driving whom to a dead end?

It's time, it's identity, it's a rotten heart.

After putting on makeup and putting on jewelry, Zixi stood up, the poisonous woman and the little fox fairy arranged her wedding dress, and Luanfeng put the transparent red hijab cut out of water cloud gauze on Zixi, but was stopped by Zixi halfway.

"Xin'er, don't you resist?" Zixi asked Duanmu Xin while pressing Luanfeng's hand.