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Chapter 439: The White-Haired Bride, Is She Here to Witness the Wedding or to Stop It?

Song Ma recovered and said with resentment, "What are you talking about? Xiaoxuan is a grown man, how can he get into the bridal sedan like a bride?!"

Song Lu turned her face away and didn't look at Song Ma. She was afraid that her cousin's anger would hinder her cousin's good deeds.

Shi Sang handed the wine gourd to Song Lu and smiled like a matchmaker trying to please the wine drinker: "The bride is here to pick up the bride."

The words fell.

Cracks appeared in the mud house, and biting cold wind rushed into the house through the cracks. Along with the mysterious laughter, dense snowflakes appeared.

The flying snowflakes soon covered the ground.

The bride came through the snow. She was wearing a dark red and black wedding dress without any accessories. Her white hair was spread casually behind her and she held a round fan in her hand.

Behind the fan is a rat face. If you look carefully, you can see that the bride's eyes are covered with a layer of white, as if she can't see. She bows slightly to the people present.

Friends in the live broadcast room left comments one after another.

[It’s not impossible to cover your face. 】

[You are really hungry upstairs, you can eat anything. 】

[The bride's sister is very polite. ]

[I think of the red wedding dress that the Taoist anchor kept. . . 】

[How can I look directly at wedding clothes in the future? 】

The snow covered the house almost instantly, and some dazzling leaves bloomed from the cracks in the soil.

The kale leaves are broad and spoon-shaped, with fine wavy folds on the edges. Although it is a herb, it is as gorgeous as a flower. They bloom along the way where the bride walks, adding a touch of weirdness to her figure.

The bride plucked off a leaf and put it in her mouth to chew: "That night was so cold."

A cold air came out of the bride's body, turning into ethereal little white mice, hovering above the kale and looking at everyone ferociously.

Chen Xiaoxuan's face turned as white as the wall, and he tried to shake off the snowflakes and white mice that were flying towards him. When they touched the white mice, the cold air instantly turned into white mist and dissipated in the air, and was inhaled into Chen Xiaoxuan's lungs.

Chen Xiaoxuan's consciousness became hazy. When he raised his eyes again, the bride looked back and forth on his body with provocative eyes. The hair on his forehead faded like a tide, and his voice was as sweet as a mouthful of honey in his mouth.

Chen Xiaoxuan said blankly: "You are so beautiful."

Song Ma was so anxious that she stamped her feet: "Xiaoxuan, don't go over there! That's all an illusion, it's fake!"

Some viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't stand it anymore.

[It turns out that the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is. 】

[The anchor is just watching helplessly? 】

[Again, the anchor is so inhumane. 】

[Even if Chen is at fault, this is not the extent of his crime! 】

The timid father Song had fainted from fright.

Song Lu stayed behind Shi Sang and asked, "Does the mouse crawling on kale have a hallucinogenic effect?"

Shi Sang stood aside with his arms folded: "It's an illusion, and it's also what Chen Xiaoxuan thought."

She felt sick even looking at Chen Xiaoxuan. Chen Xiaoxuan imagined that the bride fell in love with him and that the bride was as beautiful as a fairy. There was something she didn't say. That night, Chen Xiaoxuan not only hung the bride on the tree, but Chen Xiaoxuan, who was so animalistic, did something to the bride. Only Chen Xiaoxuan knew that night.

Song's mother took off her shoes and hit the bride: "You little beast, how dare you seduce Xiaoxuan!"

The bride's fan was knocked off a few points.

It turned its head, glanced at Song Ma, and silently rolled up its sleeves.

The bride's arms were smooth and hairless, but covered with many blue and purple wounds. The bruises added a sense of tortured beauty to the bride.

"He humiliated me and harmed many of my tribe. I want him to be the mother body to carry on the family line. What's wrong?"

[Damn it, even the mice are not spared? 】

[The anchor said that Chen drank too much at the time. He made a mistake while unconscious and can be forgiven. 】

【I laughed. 】

[I can't get hard if I'm really drunk.] Song's mother pushed Song Lu out and said, "If you want revenge, go find her. My daughter is still a virgin, and she's more suitable to carry on your family line!"

Hearing this, Song Lu felt as if her heart had been stabbed by a needle, and tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.

The bride didn't even look at Song Lu. She walked up to Chen Xiaoxuan. Looking at Chen Xiaoxuan, she remembered the pain of her internal organs being shattered before she was humiliated and thrown to death. It seemed as if the pain was still clinging to her spine, making her suffer from excruciating pain.

Chen Xiaoxuan took advantage of the fact that it had no power at that time, unlike now when it could merge with the weirdness, and cruelly deprived it of its desire to survive, and finally hung it on the treetop.

When Hao Cave surrounded Huimen, Chen Xiaoxuan frantically held up the mutilated corpses of his clan members to show it. No one could replace this kind of hatred.

The bride's cold hand brushed across Chen Xiaoxuan's face.

There was a "pop" sound.

Chen Xiaoxuan was slapped by the bride, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Chen Xiaoxuan was very embarrassed, and the bride was also relieved.

The bride's eyes were filled with spring water, and she smiled and said, "I only like him."

Song's mother became anxious, and vicious curses suddenly sounded: "You deserve to die, you deserve to be skinned by your whole family!"

The bride only glanced at Song Ma indifferently. The snowflakes in the sky became more and more, and they fell on Song Ma like little knives, scratching her body painfully. More and more blood seeped out, and soon Song Ma's clothes turned dark red.

【The bride did a great job! 】

[Yo yo yo, why doesn’t this Lao Deng continue to be more capable? 】

Song's mother realized the gap between her and the bride, and finally stopped speaking harshly and picked up Song Lu's sleeves.

"Song Lu, I raised you with great difficulty. Now your cousin is in trouble and I am being bullied. How can you turn a blind eye? Are you still a human being?"

"It hurts so much, Lulu, please save mom, do you want to watch mom die of pain!?"

"Lulu, I beg you, mother!"

【It hurts you. 】

【What to save? No help! 】

[The destined person just looked on with cold eyes. She did not add insult to injury. She was already showing her utmost kindness. 】

Song Lu didn't want to take care of it, but she couldn't refuse. She looked at Shi Sang for help.

Shi Sang's eyes fell on the wine gourd in Song Lu's arms: "I told her she would beg you. Realgar wine can ward off evil spirits and can also drive away evil spirits. It's up to you whether you can save her or not."

Song Lu thought for a while and handed the wine gourd to Song's mother: "Everyone here is a witness. If you take the wine gourd, from now on, I will no longer owe you anything, and you will no longer be my mother."

Of course, Song's mother would not simply let Song Lu go. She promised, reached out to grab the wine gourd, opened the lid of the wine, and wanted to spill the wine on herself.

Shi Sang reminded: "This amount of wine is only enough to save one person, Auntie, think twice before you act."

Song's mother didn't even think about it and just poured it on herself.

joke.

No one's life is as important as hers. At this time, if you still hesitate, you are a fool!

A smile overflowed from the corner of the bride's mouth. It was very sinister. It pulled Chen Xiaoxuan and turned around and walked out.

Shi Sang stopped him halfway.

The bride's voice was sharp and thin: "My lord, are you here to witness my marriage, or to stop me?"

The atmosphere was tense.

There is a tendency for fighting to break out over the slightest disagreement.

Friends in the live broadcast room feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.

【Are we going to start a fight? ? 】

[I always feel that the bride is the most powerful weirdness so far, and must be included in the top weirdness illustrations! ]

[Silly, the most powerful monsters are obviously the ones around the anchor. ]

[Wrong, the most powerful weird thing is the anchor! [dog head]]