Chapter 120 Wedding
The burning pain on the back of my hand felt like a raging fire.
The ancient wood grain marks are so clear that they seem to be engraved into the bone marrow.
Xiaobai's heart tightened.
This mark connects her and Sister Songlan.
She could feel that coming from the other end of the mark was cold despair, as well as a faint, cold will that did not belong to Sister Songlan.
We can't wait any longer.
Xiaobai no longer hesitated, and his small figure passed through the still howling ghost vines like an invisible wind.
The vines twisted and the faces howled, but they couldn't touch her at all.
The effect of the Breath-Concealing Talisman is perfect.
The bone-chilling cold hit me in the face.
The dungeon buried deep under the glacier is right in front of us.
The ice crystals on the four walls flickered with a faint cold light, reflecting the slender figure suspended by chains in the center.
"Sister Songlan."
Xiaobai muttered to himself and approached quickly.
Runes flow on the thick cold iron chains, emitting the power to seal everything.
The sharp barb was deeply embedded in Qi Songlan's scapula, and the blood had already solidified into dark red.
Her eyes were closed and her face was paler than the ice wall.
Xiaobai stretched out her little hand and mobilized the miraculous power bestowed upon her by the heavenly book in her sea of consciousness, which allowed her to harness the spiritual energy of different worlds.
A warm and powerful vitality gathered in the palm of your hand.
She wants to break the chain.
The moment when the little hand is about to touch the chain.
“Uh…”
Qi Songlan suddenly twitched and his body shook violently.
Something is swimming wildly under the pale skin!
Thin black lines, like living things, moved under her skin, leaving her skin with a strange blue-black color wherever they passed.
“Huh…huh…”
A painful roar came from Qi Songlan's throat, as if he was fighting fiercely with something.
Xiaobai's little hand stopped in mid-air, clenched tightly with heartache.
Is this... Gu?
At this moment, Qi Songlan suddenly opened his eyes.
The pair of emerald vertical pupils regained a bit of clarity at this moment, but were filled with endless pain and anxiety.
“…Hurry…go…”
She used all her strength and her voice was hoarse like sandpaper.
"Zhuang Mohan...he planted the Soul Devouring Gu in...all the elders..."
Black lines moved across her face and her features began to distort.
"The mother of the poison... is on his... waist... that piece of... black jade dragon Perry..."
Qi Songlan's eyes became unfocused again, and the coldness and weirdness in his emerald vertical pupils once again took the upper hand.
But she was still screaming with her last bit of will.
"Kill me... please... kill us... all the Qi family members..."
"And... the dealer... they..."
She seemed to want to reveal a more shocking secret, but her consciousness was completely overwhelmed by that cold will.
The vertical pupils were fixed coldly on Xiaobai, with scrutiny and a hint of greed?
At this moment, a cold voice with a hint of smile came from the wellhead above, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.
"Haha... there really is a little mouse hiding underneath there that sneaked in."
It’s Zhuang Mohan.
He found her.
The cold murderous intent, as if it were a substance, instantly enveloped the entire dungeon.
Xiaobai's scalp is tingling.
In the past, there was Sister Songlan who had lost her mind and was controlled by an evil force.
Behind him, Zhuang Mohan was watching eagerly and was about to come down.
what to do?
At this critical moment.
Xiaobai only felt a flash before her eyes, and a gentle but irresistible force enveloped her.
The surrounding cold dungeon disappeared instantly.
The next moment, she found herself standing in a familiar, spring-warm space.
Here is her sea of consciousness.
To be more precise, it is a personal space that belongs to her alone, created from the heavenly book in her sea of consciousness.
"Young Master, the situation is urgent. Lord Jing Gan sensed that you were in danger and forcibly pulled you in here."
The voice of the Heavenly Book sounded in the space, carrying a hint of relief.
Xiaobai blinked his big eyes, and his heart was relieved a little.
It turns out that she still has this place.
This portable space is a world of its own. No one can find it unless she wants to. It is much safer than the concealment talisman of Second Brother.
Outside, Zhuang Mohan's aura had already descended into the dungeon.
He looked at the empty dungeon. Apart from Qi Songlan, who was locked in a lock with cold eyes, there was nothing else.
"Hmm? Where are the people?"
Zhuang Mohan frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt and cruelty flashed in his eyes.
The search was fruitless.
The little mouse seemed to have evaporated into thin air.
"Hmph, you run fast."
Zhuang Mohan snorted coldly, his eyes fell on Qi Songlan, and a hint of imperceptible fear and... fanaticism flashed across his eyes.
"It seems that the plan must be advanced."
"There must not be any more accidents."
Three days later.
The Qi family decorated their homes with lanterns and colorful decorations, and red silk was everywhere.
A hasty but still grand wedding is about to take place.
Zhuang Mohan wants to marry "Qi Songlan" in advance.
In the portable space, Xiaobai clenched his fists tightly.
She already knew Zhuang Mohan's plan.
We must not let him succeed.
She quietly left the portable space and sneaked into the courtyard prepared by the Qi family for the "bride" like a ghost.
In the room, the puppet "Qi Songlan" with delicate eyebrows and eyes and wearing gorgeous wedding clothes was sitting quietly in front of the dressing table.
Xiaobai took a deep breath and took out an ancient jade plaque with the word "Qi" engraved on it from his arms.
This was the jade token belonging to the ancestor of the Qi family, which she had secretly taken from the Qi family ancestral hall.
She set her eyes on the exquisite dressing table that was carved with a pattern of twin lotus flowers.
With a wave of her little hand, the jade token fell silently into the depths of the dressing table, and was covered by the rouge and powder inside.
After doing all this, Xiaobai hid himself again and retreated quietly.
The auspicious time has arrived.
Zhuang Mohan, dressed in wedding clothes, walked into the bridal chamber in high spirits.
He looked at the "beauty" sitting on the bed, covered with a red veil, his eyes filled with a determined look.
He reached out his hand and slowly lifted the veil.
Under the veil was a flawless face with empty eyes, like an exquisite doll.
Zhuang Mohan smiled with satisfaction.
However, the moment he smiled, the puppet bride suddenly opened her mouth.
She didn't make any sound, but made a swallowing motion.
A barely perceptible ray of light shot into her mouth from the direction of the dressing table.
It was exactly the jade plaque of Master Qi.
The next moment, something strange happened.
No tears flowed from the puppet bride's empty eye sockets, but two gorgeous blood-red roses with sharp thorns suddenly grew out.
Roses burst out of their sockets, their petals stained with a strange dark red, emitting a resolute and mournful aura.
This is Qi Songlan’s final counterattack!
With the remaining spiritual power and blood as a guide, she controlled this body that belonged to her, swallowed the ancestral jade tablet, and ruined this false marriage.
The smile on Zhuang Mohan's face froze instantly, replaced by astonishment and rage.
"Qi! Song! Lan!"
He gritted his teeth, and the sound seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of incredible resentment.
The scene instantly fell into silence and panic.
The two blood-red roses growing from the eye sockets were enchanting and eye-catching, as if they were the most silent and tragic accusation against this conspiracy.
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