Cthulhu Believers Sneak Into My House, and The San Value Goes Crazy

Even if it's a dream.

Everything in front of me is so real.

Chen Feng wanted to reach out and touch the coffin.

But found.

His cuffs turned out to be red.

Chen Feng looked down.

He was wearing a groom's suit.

Red clothes, red robes, very festive.

The groom turned out to be me?

Without fear, Chen Feng even wanted to laugh.

Who would have thought that he was the hero of the ghost marriage in his dream.

Chen Feng raised his head and looked forward again.

But the room was empty just now.

It was full of guests at this time.

But unlike other weddings, the guests are smiling.

These people were pale, like corpses, gloomy and terrifying.

One of them, Chen Feng looked a little familiar.

Isn't it the real world, the lunatic who asks himself if he wants a daughter-in-law?

He stared blankly forward.

The jet-black mouth seemed to be deficient in oxygen supply, suffocating to death.

In front of the guests, there were two empty chairs.

No father or mother.

No joy.

The whole wedding scene is more like a farewell ceremony in a cemetery.

"Bride please."

The weird atmosphere didn't last long.

With a loud cry from the master of ceremonies.

Two pale handmaids with scarlet lips walked in.

Weird looking.

It's like a paper sticker used for burial in the tomb.

And between the two maids, there is a soft body.

The head hangs down and the limbs are weak, like a dead man.

There is a red hood over his head.

"This dream is getting more and more realistic."

Chen Feng originally thought that what he dreamed was a stand-alone game.

But who would have thought...

It's still in online mode.

Full of friends, servants and maids, and a bride.

Chen Feng looked around.

But seeing those guests, they didn't put their eyes on the bride.

Instead, it was tightly locked on his face.

"Are you afraid that I will run away?"

What happens to normal people when they encounter this scene?

Chen Feng put himself in his shoes and thought for a moment.

There will be fear, struggle, and desperate rejection.

At that time, they will swarm up, stop each other, and then force the wedding to end.

Can become a demon.

Chen Feng's courage was blessed.

What is a ghost bride?

He's going to hit ten!

Even, Chen Feng's face still had a sense of anticipation.

The dream is too realistic, like a deep invasion game, people can't help but indulge in it.

"hold a ceremony."

A harsh sound rang out.

But to the side, the emcee with a blank face opened his mouth to speak.

"Worship heaven and earth."

An ethereal voice echoed in the room.

Chen Feng stood on the spot, the two maids were far apart, supporting the woman and bowing slowly.

Chen Feng was motionless.

look at the woman.

Trying to see the other party's face clearly, but the other party's Feng Guanxia, ​​covering all the face

"Two thanks to the high hall."

The bloodless maid, still doing her previous actions,

And the next second.

The emcee's face suddenly turned pale.

Even the voice seemed to be hoarse like a crow: "Husband and wife... worship each other."

The act of Chen Feng standing on the spot seemed to make the maid angry.

A wicked look appeared on their faces.

Staring straight at Chen Feng.

They stretched out their hands and directly lifted the cover on the woman's face.

for a moment.

The face of the other party appeared in front of Chen Feng.

Although the face was covered with rouge, it was difficult to hide the festering wound on it.

The aroma and stench come together, making people smell it, and it has a nauseating feeling.

Moreover, Chen Feng had seen this face before.

It was the doll head sent by the madman in reality!

Just different from the real world, the material of the doll head is wood.

in a dream.

The doll's head has become a real flesh and blood body.

"Still as ugly."

Thunder on the ground.

Chen Feng did not bow to each other from beginning to end, as if a bystander was witnessing everything in front of him.

Even so, the surrounding guests would endure it.

But who would have thought.

The first sentence of the groom's mouth was such a crit.

"ugly?"

It really doesn't save any face to those present!

Is this a matter of the bride alone?

guests present.

Which one is not the best friend of the bride?

Chen Feng reprimanded in person.

Is it simply scolding the bride?

This is a slap in the face of all the guests present!

Especially the handmaiden who supported the bride from left to right.

One of them stepped forward.

The body swayed, as if a gust of wind could easily blow it away.

The corners of her mouth grinned, pulling directly to both sides of the back of her head.

At this time, where there is still a trace of a maid, she is simply an evil ghost from hell, which makes people feel terrified.

"You dare to say that Shuyi is ugly?"

"Shuyi is the most beautiful woman in the world!"

"Die! I want you to die!"

The maid was angry.

The nails also soared in an instant, like a dagger, and grabbed it towards Chen Feng's chest.

"Pfft."

Chen Feng did not dodge.

Let the handmaiden's palm penetrate through her chest.

The weird thing is that Chen Feng's chest is like an iron plate.

Such a terrifying impact, even a single hair was not damaged.

On the other hand, Chen Feng grabbed the handmaiden's wrist with one hand.

Chen Feng grabbed the opponent with one hand, patted his chest with the other, and muttered to himself:

"In other people's dreams, are you still so rampant?"

"Don't you know that people are invincible in their own dreams?"

The maid still wanted to struggle, but the next second, a fist slammed towards her head.

"Pfft!"

The maid's head was directly smashed.

Because of inertia, he took two steps back and finally fell to the ground.

However, what was flowing out of the opponent's body was not fresh blood, but green pus with a rancid smell.

It's not like a dream.

More like a real murder.

On the other hand, Chen Feng, witnessing all this, suddenly felt that something was broken in his heart.

It's like a beast that has been vegetarian all the time. For the first time, he ate bloody meat.

Chen Feng shook his fists and looked around.

The voice was very soft, but the words he said were like a cold winter and a snowstorm.

"Although it's a bit perverted to say that."

"But this feeling..."

The corner of Chen Feng's mouth drew a huge arc, and said in a low voice:

"Really cool!"*