Old Ancestor, she's back again

Chapter 807 The ancestor has never met anyone, and has no interest in you!
Unexpectedly, after such a long time, the color of the wedding dress is still bright and dazzling, the red is like a ball of flame.

Who doesn't like beautiful and beautiful things, the ancestor couldn't help touching the bright wedding dress, and sighed in his heart, never thought that the ancestor would marry himself one day.

The hands of the ten brides together with her were tightly bound by a piece of red silk, which made the ancestor feel like grasshoppers on a rope.

"The auspicious time has come, please invite the bride and groom!"

The quality of the red hijab is so good that she can't see anything.

You can only judge by the sound and feel.

They seem to have lifted something out.

The first bride is pushed out.

The rope tightened in her hands.

"A worship of heaven and earth..."

Can't see anything, what a hassle!

The ancestor hooked his fingers and pinched a finger.

"Why is it windy again?"

"Quickly put the hijab down!"

"quick……"

The hijab on the ancestor's head was blown away by the wind as he wished.

The kind that can't be found.

Among the ten brides, except for her, none of them was standing, and all of them were lying on the ground.

Should she lie down too?
Just as he was about to bend his legs, he was held up by people coming up from both sides.

"one left!"

She was dizzy, didn't these two see it?
Are you blind?

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The nine bridesmaids were dragged away by a group of people.

The wind hit again.

This time, he went straight to step on the lying person.

A red cloth covering from head to toe, dead?
Ten brides, just to marry a dead man?
"It's floating again? Hurry up and tie it up with a rope?"

Is the ancestor having a good time?Even if the coffin board is floating, you can't hold it down, let alone a layer of red cloth.

"Go up to a few people, quickly hold them down!"

Four or five people rushed out from the side and rushed forward, just as they were about to press down one by one, when the people on the couch sat up straight.

Interesting, there is no breath at all, and you can still sit up?

The man was dressed in a red cloth and was completely wrapped up.

The people around immediately tensed up.

"Master, why are you up? You can't get up now!"

"Young master, you must not get up before paying homage!"

If she didn't really want to see the end, she couldn't help laughing three times.

It's really interesting, do they know that the young master in front of him is a dead man who has neither breath nor breath.

"Continue to worship, hurry up!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The ancestor smiled and cooperated!

"Bye husband and wife!"

The ancestor followed without any psychological burden.

"Licheng, send it to the bridal chamber!"

Then she was locked in a room with a man covered in red cloth.

That's it?

The imaginary mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood filled with resentment was not seen, and there was not even a little movement outside.

The ancestor suddenly felt bored.

As soon as he grabbed it, the red rope in his hand broke.

"Officer Groom, just lie down and wait for your death!"

As soon as she lifted her foot, her hand was suddenly pulled.

Moved?

Really blown away?

The ancestor glanced up and down, and suddenly his face changed.

"I want to see, who dares to play tricks in front of the ancestor!"

With a wave of his hand, the red cloth on the "dead man" shattered.

Along with the red cloth, there were also the clothes inside.

tear it up~
I saw everything.

The ancestor widened his eyes in embarrassment.

She didn't mean to!
"Hey, does this person look so familiar?"

The ancestor raised his eyes and looked at the cinnabar on the center of this man's eyebrows, except for the cinnabar, the rest of the place looked more and more familiar.

"Ahem... the ancestor has never met anyone, but he is not interested in you at all!"

(End of this chapter)