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Chapter 199 The wedding night with Aunt Jin [4k please subscribe! 】

"Who is the person who dressed you up as a bride...?"

Chu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. He originally wanted to take a chance and thought that this person was not who he thought he was, but apparently after An Muqing's description, his fantasy was shattered.

"He seemed to like to laugh. He asked me to wait for someone to come, and then I didn't know, because it was Master, and she seemed to be talking to him on my behalf..."

"..."

Sure enough it was him!

Cave Candle Night!
Chu Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart that had been sinking suddenly rose again.

This guy actually came into the fantasy world!
Could it be that like Xiang Yuzhi, he came through a clone?

If it was just a clone, Aunt Jin wouldn't need to take action... I was just afraid that he would risk getting lost in the illusion of floating life and force his way in.

But what is the purpose?

The essence of the dream god?

This is possible, but it is elusive and difficult to explore.

What's more, for people who are happy, the purpose of their actions is nothing more than to have fun!

"..."

After thinking for a while, Chu Ming suddenly remembered what An Muqing had just said.

Dong Zhuye's purpose should be to let An Muqing dress up as the bride, and then find an opportunity to dress me up as the groom, so as to capture our happiness on our wedding night.

So the "who to wait for" he said to Mu Qing should be referring to me.

But, could this person be referring to Aunt Jin?

Use Mu Qing as bait to lure Aunt Jin into taking the bait!
"No, Aunt Jin seems to be in danger!"

Chu Ming hurriedly grabbed An Muqing's weak and boneless hand and ran towards the village, but before he had taken a few steps, he was tightly held by her, looking somewhere in confusion.

"Chu Ming, there is someone there..."

people?
Looking in the direction An Muqing pointed, sure enough, in the half of the village where mourning flags hung down, a young man holding a suona was standing on the ridge of a red-tiled roof.

He was dressed in linen clothes, with a filial piety hat on his head, the cloth belt around his waist fluttering in the wind, and his tearful eyes were filled with sadness.

This guy……

Looking at his appearance, Chu Ming could easily think of a certain person.

"Like Xu Shuai, could this guy also practice the path of mourning?"

Just as Chu Ming was mumbling, the young man suddenly floated down in front of the two of them, with a sad and confused look on his face.

"Saint of the Blazing Fire Immortal Sect? Why are you two here?"

"who are you?"

Facing Chu Ming's cold questioning, the young man raised the suona in his hand and said weakly.

"Huaiyin Sect, Yang Nuo."

People from the Huaiyin Sect?

Chu Ming couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

It's strange, why does this guy stay in An Muqing's dreamland?
Or is it that the half of the village that is doing nothing is this guy's fantasy?

"Saint, offended."

However, before Chu Ming could figure it out, Yang Nuo suddenly blew the suona in his hand, and strong fluctuations spread instantly, causing Chu Ming's spiritual sea that had not yet fully recovered to become violent again. trembling.

Damn!

How to say get started?

As one of the five major sects, aren't you too ungrateful for martial ethics?
Chu Ming gritted his teeth and was about to summon the dragon bone to fight when An Muqing suddenly stopped him, her cold tone mixed with strong murderous intent.

"Chu Ming, you were injured when you rescued me just now. It's me who will protect you this time."

"..."

Chu Ming's expression was slightly stunned, but he immediately stopped and nodded slightly, then stepped aside and sat cross-legged to perform the Tianyan Five Elements Art to heal his injuries.

"Be careful."

"There's no need to be careful when dealing with this kind of minions."

An Muqing proudly raised her snow-white swan jade neck, and a strong passion ignited in the depths of her bright eyes.

Seeing her in such a state, Chu Ming suddenly realized that she seemed to be a saint from the Blazing Fire Immortal Sect...?

"Sure enough, I am a bit chauvinistic."

Looking at An Muqing who rushed towards Yang Nuo, Chu Ming smiled helplessly, then closed his eyes slightly to heal his internal injuries.

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"Cough cough!"

"Sure enough, you still care about the safety of the saint, Fairy Mengdie..."

In the village, a wing decorated with lights and colorful decorations was particularly festive.

There are words of joy on the paper windows, red gauze curtains hang from the beams, and a sweet fragrance permeates the hazy and charming atmosphere. A gentle sniff makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Behind the lotus screen, a woman wearing a luxurious red wedding dress was sitting on a finely carved mahogany couch.

She exposed her temples with a bun, lightly swept her brows, and had a cold expression. Her skin was as smooth as warm jade, as soft as greasy, her plump soft lips were not dotted and red, and she was as delicate as drops. A few strands of hair on both sides of her peach cheeks were gently blowing in the wind, making her bright and beautiful. There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

If Chu Ming were here, he would definitely recognize with astonishment that the beautiful and beautiful bride in front of him is An Muqing's master - Yu Zijin!

She was originally as gentle as jade, but after putting on her wedding dress, she gave people a sense of solemnity and elegance, and even a hint of charm and enchantment.

However, Dong Zhuye, who was lying on the ground with blood all over his body, ruined this charming atmosphere.

He held on to his severely injured body and smiled miserably with pain on his face.

"Originally I just wanted to lure you out for a chat, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel."

"..."

Hu Zijin's expression was cold, and just when he raised his jade hand slightly to deal with Dong Zhuye, his beautiful eyes suddenly widened, his eyebrows were furrowed, his forehead was instantly covered with sweat, and his delicate body was swaying like a willow branch in a violent storm.

"As expected, you have also been affected by the illusion of floating life."

Seeing the painful look on Xi Zijin's face, Dong Zhuye couldn't help but laugh.

"Isn't it uncomfortable to feel this kind of mental confusion and physical collapse?"

"Aren't you the same?"

Feeling the breath of life that was about to dissipate in Dongzhuye, Yu Zijin bit her plump lips tightly, enduring the discomfort in her body and planned to send him off for the last journey, but was suddenly stopped.

"and many more!"

"If I die, you will be trapped in this wedding room forever!"

Dong Zhuye suddenly said weakly and urgently.

"This is the "Wedding Night" created by my secret method. The men and women trapped in it will be transformed into the bride and groom. If they fail to take the last step, they will be trapped in it forever and cannot escape! "

"Even if my cultivation is limited due to the illusion of floating life, so are you!"

"If no one walks into this wedding room, you will be lost in the illusion of life forever!"

"..."

Seeing Hu Zijin put down his jade hand after hesitating for a moment, Dong Zhuye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"So Fairy Mengdie, let's make a deal."

"I've also heard your past stories. There is a clone of you in this fantasy world."

"I wish you could summon her."

"And then use her familiarity with the illusion of floating life to find the so-called essence of the dream god?"

Hu Zijin answered quickly, with a hint of ridicule in his cold expression.

"The marrow of the Dream God is a divine object of heaven and earth. How can a despicable person like you have access to it?" "Whether I have access to it or not, you will know when I find it."

Dong Zhuye chuckled.

"Fairy Mengdie, you have no other way out of this predicament except making a deal with me."

"Even if you kill me and someone comes to this wedding room, your character is not willing to hand over your innocence to a stranger, right?"

"So, you... pfft!"

Before Dong Zhuye could finish speaking, Hu Zijin raised his slightly trembling jade hand and moved forward.

In an instant, his body was as dented as a deflated rubber ball, and blood instantly spread on the ground. This made his face full of disbelief, and he shouted angrily.

"You really dare to do it?"

"Die."

Xuzijin hummed calmly, his originally calm expression revealed a strong murderous intention at this moment.

When Dong Zhuye saw this, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth covered with blood.

"Forcing me to use the last resort to save my life, very good, very good!"

"Then you will be trapped in the night of flowers and candles in the wedding room forever, trapped in this illusion of life!"

After saying that, Dong Zhuye's slumped body suddenly swelled and exploded in an instant.

However, the expected scene of blood splattering did not appear. The broken flesh of his body turned into countless pieces of red paper, flying like a goddess scattering flowers throughout the room. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a stream of light and rushed around, blending into the wedding. The room disappeared.

"..."

Hu Zijin suddenly felt the entire wedding room tremble, and an extremely unfamiliar impulse surged through his heart.

So lonely.

I really want someone to accompany me.

I really want to be someone else’s wife…

When these desires gradually filled Yu Zijin's heart, her expression suddenly became clear, and she quickly bit the corners of her mouth, using the pain to clear up her gradually intoxicated consciousness.

"This Dong Zhu Ye will not stop even if he dies."

Hu Zijin murmured to herself, trying to get off the bed but found that her body could not move at all, which made her suddenly panic.

broken!

This floating illusion restricted my cultivation and mental strength too much. I was able to resist the erosion of consciousness in this "night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber", but in the end I fell deeper and deeper!
Feeling her gradually chaotic consciousness, Hu Zijin could only use the remaining spiritual and spiritual power in her body to contend with it. However, the confusion brought to her by the floating illusion became more intense, which made her bright eyes gradually fade.

So sad……

Gotta find a way out.

But now I feel like a useless person, what should I do?
Hu Zijin looked around, then looked at the door with his beautiful eyes, and suddenly became nervous.

According to Dong Zhuye, if someone breaks into this wing now, wouldn't he have to fight with him...

No!

Never let this happen!
You have to escape from this wing before things get irreversible.

Otherwise, you can only retain some spiritual power and kill anyone who wants to break in.

But this is An Muqing's dreamland, and generally no one else will come in.

Just when Hu Zijin was breathing a sigh of relief, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in. Her expression turned into astonishment, her beautiful eyes blinked lightly, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

"How could it be you?"

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"Whoa-!"

An Muqing waved the Fire Phoenix Liao Yuan in front of her face. In an instant, a half-moon-shaped crimson spiritual wave suddenly spread outwards. Even the air where it passed evaporated a trace of white mist, and the blazing flames instantly spread all around. Sweeping.

Seeing this, Yang Nuo hurriedly blocked with the suona in his hand, but just after he came into contact with the spiritual wave, he flew out like a kite with its string broken, and all the linen clothes on his body were burned away, which made him unable to help himself. He let out a low growl of pain.

"Uh!"

However, just when An Muqing was about to take advantage of the victory and pursue her, Yang Nuo, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stretched out his hand and said in horror.

"Wait! Can't I leave?"

"Humph."

An Muqing snorted coldly, then slowly floated down to Yang Nuo, pointed her sword at the tip of his nose and said in a condensing voice.

"Where was your courage to fight me just now? Are you begging for mercy?"

"The Holy Lady is indeed amazing."

Yang Nuo sighed several times with a sad face.

"It's unlucky for me. I made a mistake. I'll give you all the dream monsters in this fantasy world."

"What's the use of dream monsters?"

An Muqing's lips curved into a sneer.

"Didn't you find an opportunity from the illusion of floating life? Hand it over quickly!"

"I didn't! That was..."

Yang Nuo just wanted to retort, but his cheek was cut by An Muqing's sharp sword tip. This made him look horrified and he hurriedly took out a jade plaque from his space bag.

"Lord Saint, I just found this from the village. It seems to have a magical power recorded on it."

"anything else?"

An Muqing took away the jade medal without ceremony, but the blade was still placed a few centimeters away from Yang Nuo's neck.

"I want you to hand it all over."

"It's gone!"

Yang Nuo said with aggrieved face, but suddenly he found that An Muqing directly picked away his interdimensional bag with the tip of his sword, which made his face suddenly turn ashen as if he had eaten a fly.

"Lord Saint, is it not okay for you to do this? We have no grievances and no enmity, but you are like this..."

"Without any grievance or grudge, you took advantage of Chu Ming's injury to attack us?"

An Muqing narrowed her beautiful eyes and uttered a few cold words.

"Get out now, or you'll die here."

"I'm going! I'm going!"

Yang Nuo panicked and crushed a small jade tablet into pieces. In an instant, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the void.

"Chu Ming! I know how to leave!"

Seeing the way Yang Nuo left the illusion of floating life, An Muqing felt extremely happy. When she turned around and was about to say something, she suddenly discovered that Chu Ming had disappeared, and there was only a spiritual character he left in the air.

[I'm going to find Aunt Jin. She's in danger. ]
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Where exactly?
Chu Ming passed over the red tile roof again and again, looking around with solemn eyes, as if looking for something.

Dong Zhuye's methods are weird and her strength is unfathomable. Even though the floating illusion suppresses her cultivation, this situation is also effective for Aunt Jin. If she is not careful, she will step into the abyss.

After searching anxiously, a small courtyard filled with red lanterns suddenly caught Chu Ming's attention.

This should be the wedding room, right?
I remember Mu Qing said that it seemed that Aunt Jin only came to help her after she was turned into a bride.

So, maybe Aunt Jin is here?
Chu Ming hurriedly fell into the courtyard, came to the door of the wing, and slowly pushed it open anxiously.

However, as soon as he entered the door, he found that he had changed into a groom's wedding clothes.

?

Before Chu Ming could have any doubts, a familiar voice that was mixed with surprise and astonishment suddenly sounded.

"How could it be you?"

(End of this chapter)