This witch, please stay

Chapter 91 Red Clothes
The scene in front of him changed, and he was dizzy for a while. When Xun Mingzai regained his clarity, he was thrown onto a big red silk bed with a width of more than ten feet.

In the entire main house, the light is dim, and there are no candles, only a few moonlight outside the window is difficult to penetrate.

The huge room was almost covered in bright red. It was supposed to be a festive wedding room interior, but now it was gloomy, as if there was a coolness from the netherworld wandering in the house like a ghost.

In the middle of the room is a Qiangongbabu bed that takes up nearly half of the room.

On the railing of the Babu bed, a scarlet red horse is hung, hanging down to surround the whole Babu bed.

Corridor-style railings surround the bed, wrapped in bright red silk and satin. From the outside, the beautifully embossed Babu bed looks like a coffin that has been magnified several times.

And Xun Ming is like the man in the coffin.

With a breath of air, the machine suddenly turned, and Xun Ming suddenly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a pale skeleton, maintaining a human shape, stuck to the top of the bed by a clump of scarlet matter that looked like dried flesh, and those two empty eye sockets seemed to be staring straight at Xun Ming. .

The yin and yang are separated, and the four eyes are facing each other.

The muscles all over his body tensed instantly, and the corners of Xun Ming's mouth twitched unconsciously, and his eyes widened slightly in shock.

But it wasn't because of the dry bones that obviously came from mortals without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

It was because of the blood-colored ball that stuck to those "dried flesh and blood" and was embedded in the sternum of the skeleton.

After a while, he turned his head a little stiffly, looked at the ghostly woman standing quietly beside the bed with a sinister expression, and uttered two words in his heart with some pain:
Kim...Dan?

As if to confirm Xun Ming's conjecture, Xun Ming just turned his head when the slender blood-red wedding dress disappeared in a flash, pulling a scarlet phantom on the spot, and flew into Babu in an instant. In the bed, he came to Xun Ming's body and sat straight on his belly.

A muffled sound.

Xun Ming's face suddenly changed, and it felt as if a mountain had hit him directly, directly breaking through the spiritual barrier that rose up in that instant, and hitting his body hard, making him almost Vomited a mouthful of blood.

Not to mention mortals with weak physiques, even ordinary monks in the Dongtian Realm, they would lose at least half their lives if they sat down like this.

The female ghost in the wedding dress was close, and the blood-red robe that she wore was like a cocoon that split into countless thread ends, and they climbed towards Xun Ming's body, like strands of gluttonous insects, choosing to eat people.

Xun Ming's expression was slightly distorted with the blood in his chest, and while he tried his best to mobilize his spiritual power to dissolve the red thread that began to cling to his body like countless tarsal maggots, he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Damn it, the boat capsized in the gutter!
Who would have thought that "people" would put golden pills outside their bodies? !
Before he could finish his thoughts, Xun Ming was about to knock on the third cave to call out the gavel.

However, the five fingers of the ghost in the wedding dress were claws, among which the nails stretched like sharp cones, and they suddenly stabbed at his lower abdomen, severely interrupting him.

The aura of his body was no longer concealed, and the spiritual power rushed up like a tide, tearing the bloody thread at the end of the red dress in an instant.

However, the female ghost's sharp claws were about to take a step towards him. Although they were blocked, the tip of the middle finger, which was the most advanced, pierced into Xun Ming's skin.

to suffer.

Just as this thought flashed through Xun Ming's mind, his whole body was instantly scorching hot, and his snow-white skin was covered with a layer of flushing almost instantly, as if he was deep in a steamer.

Breathing suddenly heavy as a cow.

Although his consciousness was confused, Xun Ming felt that his perception became clearer, as if he had entered the emptiness of the mustard seed.

damn...

The female ghost in wedding dress who succeeded in one trick suddenly laughed wildly, her waist trembled and twisted slightly, when she smiled as if tears were in her eyes, she barely stopped, her spread legs were clamped suddenly, and her upright upper body jumped Into the arms of Xun Ming, who was already unable to move.

The fingertips that had recovered to the original were slowly swirling on Xun Ming's chest, and the girl ghost in wedding dress with a gentle expression suddenly pressed against Xun Ming's neck, like a lover's nickname, in his ear Bian whispered softly:
"My husband...I really want to..."

The numbness in the ears spread like ripples, rushing straight to Xunming's heavenly spirit.

Even the fairy's little hand is Xun Ming who has never touched it. How have I seen such a battle!

A soldier cannot be killed, nor can he be humiliated!
Xun Ming, who had already scolded the sky in his heart, felt the rapidly amplified sense of uneasiness in his heart like a burst of spiritual fire, as if he finally understood what was causing the strangeness in his heart before.

孽 孽!
However, cursing is cursing in his heart, numbness is numbness, but Xun Ming's spiritual consciousness has not let up in the slightest, waiting for the right time.

An opportunity to fly the head of a sword owl.

The magic is in the Gavel tree in the technique. Now Xun Ming, whose spiritual power is bound like stagnant water, can't use it naturally, but the two flying swords "Mid-Autumn Festival" and "Mo Yun" are not suitable for spiritual power. Not so demanding.

As if suddenly getting excited, the female ghost in the wedding dress leaned over smiled slightly, blew into Xun Ming's ear, and then said with a charming smile:
"I already knew that my husband is a monk~"

If it weren't for the fear of variables, Xun Ming would definitely roll his eyes at this time:
If you didn't know, would you sit like you did just now?
Another [-]-jin fat man can sit flat for you!
Xun Ming, who has developed the habit of having fun while suffering since he was a child, just complained a few words in his heart, and then there was a sudden pain in his heart, and even his heavy breathing suddenly stagnated.

A hoarse male voice came from the bottom of his heart:
"Are you okay? If you can't, I'll take over. If you dare to let her go, I'll hack you to death and commit suicide..."

Xun Ming's heart was shocked suddenly, and a scarlet black glow suddenly lit up from the corner of his right eye.

At the bottom of the heart lake, there seems to be an evil dragon raising its head.

But in the next moment, Xun Ming's eyes returned to normal in an instant. After a brief shock, a slight smile erupted from the corner of his mouth.

Dressed in red, with a snow-white long sword on his feet, he flew from the sky. After reaching the sky above the mansion in the mountain, he lightly stepped on the long sword under his feet, and his figure jumped high. Leaping out of nothingness, it instantly enveloped the figure of that person.

In the dark night sky, a fire phoenix suddenly took shape, swept down from the nine heavens, and smashed into the mountain mansion.

The scorching red flame burst out from the courtyard in an instant, as if the fire fell that day, it would burn everything in the world.

The landscape circle, the flowers in four circles, the carved porch, and everything in the entire mansion are instantly engulfed by red flames, burning blazingly and endlessly.

In a sea of ​​red flames, only the main house in the middle is not disturbed by the flames at all, as if ordered by a god.

In the main room, the female ghost in the wedding dress suddenly straightened her upper body as if feeling something in her heart, but when she looked back, her neck was pinched by a snow-white jade hand, and she was pulled out of the stepping bed in an instant. , was swung out of a crescent in the air, and then was smashed into the ground.

The spider web-like cracks opened instantly, occupying the entire floor of the house. The half-body of the ghost in the wedding dress was smashed into the ground, and did not move for a long time.

Beside the deep pit, the girl in red with a ponytail over her waist slowly turned her head, smiled sweetly, and called "Brother Xun".

(End of this chapter)