socalfunplaces Chapter 679 The Big Wedding
Chapter 679 The Big Wedding
The two people's goals are surprisingly consistent: to destroy the cage that imprisons the evil spirit, help the ghost bride break free, and destroy this copy!
"The wedding will be postponed until tomorrow night at midnight..." Wen Baiqiu's eyes flashed coldly, "That's when the evil formation is at its strongest and the imprisonment is at its weakest. This is the best time to act!"
Xiao Jin gripped the hilt of the knife at his waist tightly, his eyes brimming with cold murderous intent and a subtle hint of anticipation. "Then... let this 'grand joy' become a true... blood sacrifice finale!"
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The hour is approaching.
The ancient house was like a completely enraged beast, waking up from silence and emitting a dull and painful groan.
The ubiquitous dark red "囍" (囍) characters grew increasingly viscous, like freshly spilled blood. The lanterns hanging in the corridor swayed wildly, casting distorted and wriggling shadows like a riot of demons.
The sweet, rotting aroma in the air was replaced by a sharper, more fishy smell of sulfur and burnt food, so oppressive that it made one's heart almost jump out of the chest.
"The auspicious time has arrived!"
The steward's dry and rigid voice, yet filled with a strange excitement, sounded like a death knell in the minds of all the players!
In an instant, the door of the West Garden wing was suddenly pushed open by an invisible force!
Outside the door, there was no longer an empty corridor, but two rows of "slaves" who looked like they had crawled out of a grave!
They were still wearing dark blue robes, their faces were stiff and pale, but in their empty eye sockets, two clusters of ghostly green fire were burning.
The white paper lantern in his hand also emitted a heart-pounding green light, illuminating the entire corridor like a ghostly den.
"Everyone, please... the groom... move to... the wedding hall... to get married..." The butler's voice was intermittent, carrying an irresistible pressure.
Xiao Jin was the first to step out of the room.
She was still wearing the eye-catching red bridegroom's robe and holding her long sword upside down.
Rarely, Amo did not hide his figure, but perched vigilantly on Xiao Jin's shoulder, his cold vertical pupils sweeping across the group of ghostly servants without the slightest ripple.
However, the icy murderous aura emanating from his body, which was almost condensed into substance, caused the ghost fire in the eyes of the servants on both sides to shake slightly.
Chu Yuan, Zhan Wenchen, Wen Baiqiu and others followed closely behind.
Chu Yuan's face was tense, his muscles were knotted, and his eyes were scanning the surroundings fiercely, as if he was ready to jump up and smash something at any time.
Zhan Wenchen pushed his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses calmly recorded every subtle change in the environment.
Wen Baiqiu wore a red robe over a white suit. His posture remained elegant, but a barely perceptible halo swirled around his fingertips, indicating that he was already in a state of high alert.
A moment later, Lu Jing slowly walked out of the house, and the bone whip dragged on the ground, making a teeth-grinding friction sound.
However, his eyes, hidden in the shadow of his hood, were staring at Xiao Jin with undisguised interest.
He glanced back and forth from the tall back to the slender waist, as if he was looking at a new and interesting prey.
Xiao Jin's back muscles tensed instantly, and her fingers gripping the knife tightened slightly. She didn't look back, but a chilling murderous intent, more piercing than the chilling wind in the old house, swept back with a whoosh!
Lu Jing groaned, but the corners of his mouth under his hood widened, as if he was enjoying this cold threat.
After a while, he licked his fangs and finally restrained his overly explicit gaze.
No rush... no rush...
Lin Xia and Bai Yang followed at the end, trembling with fear, their faces pale, and were almost "escorted" forward by the servants with their pale green lanterns.
Wang Yuqing did not show up. It was unknown whether she had completely collapsed and hidden herself, or had met with an accident.
Although she attacked Wen Baiqiu yesterday, Wen Baiqiu did not kill her because he had forgotten about it.
It was because he focused all his attention on Liu Man and Xiao Jin that Wang Yuqing escaped.
In the wedding hall - the main hall that had been burned down during the day and then strangely restored was now brightly lit, but it was an extremely uncomfortable and eerie scarlet light.
The room was filled with brand new, dazzling red silks and "囍" characters, but they still couldn't cover up the strong smell of burning and the faint smell of blood.
At this time, the players saw that both sides of the hall were already filled with "guests" - "people" wearing Republic of China costumes, with pale faces and empty and numb eyes.
They stood upright with stiff and uniform "smiles" on their faces, like the boys and girls in a paper-making shop.
At the top of the hall, the main seat was empty.
Standing next to him was the chalky-faced butler, the smile on his face widening into an extremely strange arc, greed and resentment surging in his turbid eyes.
But there was no bride in the center of the hall.
There was only a dark red, thin-skinned coffin with the lid half open!
On the ground around the coffin, a huge and sinister magic circle was drawn in blood! The runes were twisted, emitting a sickening stench and powerful fluctuations of negative energy!
This is exactly what Wen Baiqiu saw in the evil book - the core of the **Soul-Locking and Spirit-Refining Formation**!
"The auspicious time has arrived... Grooms, please... enter the formation... and marry your brides..." The butler raised his skinny hand and pointed at the coffin and the blood formation.
Getting married? Entering the formation? This clearly meant they would be used as the final living sacrifice, filling this evil formation to completely complete the refining of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
However, the Taoist priest died, the formation was reversed, and the groom who entered the formation was destined to become food for the bride's vengeful spirit!
They looked at each other, and there was already a plan in their eyes.
They thought there would be a groom selection competition at the end, but they didn't expect the other party to be planning to take all the candidates.
But the situation is different. This time the players have reached a consensus with the Ghost Bride, and the rules need to be changed!
"Get into your mother's formation!" Chu Yuan was the first to explode. Amidst his roar, his muscles bulged, and a bronze metallic luster appeared on his iron fist. With a violent gust of wind, he smashed towards the paper man guest closest to him!
"boom!"
The paper guest was surprisingly tough. It was only dented by the blow. Then countless pale paper scraps poured out of its body like living things and wrapped around Chu Yuan's arm.
At the same time, the stiff smiles of all the paper guests on both sides instantly turned ferocious, and they let out sharp screams and rushed towards everyone like a tide!
"Do it!" Xiao Jin shouted coldly and drew his sword!
The blade light was no longer as bright as snow, but was wrapped in a layer of cold, inky murderous aura!
She moved with the knife, like a whirlwind, swept into the crowd of paper people rushing towards her! Where the knife passed, paper scraps flew and black air dissipated!
Those paper figures look fragile, but they are actually extremely powerful and fearless. Their sharp nails and teeth bring a cold wind to them and bite fiercely!
Ah Mo leaped from Xiao Jin's shoulder, letting out a deafening roar, and his body suddenly expanded. His thick python tail swept across like a steel whip, instantly lashing out at seven or eight paper figures, causing them to explode.
The fishy and sweet poisonous breath spurted out, corroding the blood array runes on the ground!