The wet hair was like a snake, tightly wrapped around the slender ankles, and continued to climb up along the delicate white stockings, bringing a cold chill.
Su Yi bit his lower lip, his face flushed abnormally due to extreme fear and shame. He tried desperately to hide backwards, and his body fell into a warm embrace. The young master's strong arms like steel held him:
"It's okay, don't be afraid."
The wedding dress was too big, blocking the scene inside. Others could only see a lock of thick black hair stuck in the hem of the dress. After doing something unknown, the bride collapsed in the arms of the disabled young man, trembling all over.
There was a black hole on the ground under the table, and hair was pouring out of the hole continuously, like a giant octopus, waving its hair wildly in all directions with the hole as the center, making rustling sounds, like swarms of cockroaches flying over...
When Su Yi raised his eyes, he saw a large mass of black hair. He was so scared that his shoulders reflexively shrank back like a white furry little animal trying to retreat back into its nest.
Suddenly, a pair of broad hands covered his eyes, and the young master's arms were like a reliable harbor, hugging him tightly:
"Don't look at it, it will be fine soon."
Su Yi heard the sound of metal cutting hair. He did not see Bai Shen standing there with a knife, cutting off his wildly dancing hair with one stroke. The force was so great that even the floor tiles under his hair were split, exposing the cement and rocks.
The hair wrapped around his legs stopped climbing up, and just as Su Yi calmed down, he heard a female voice screaming:
“Ahhh——!”
It wasn't the voice of the maid Sister Lin, Su Yi thought, nor was it the voice of the wedding planner Miss Peng. The only woman present was... the fifth wife of the Bai family master:
Grace is a mixed-race girl.
Su Yi remembered that she entered the horror script-killing game while taking drugs. Her level was only 6, which was as low as that of Mr. Bai's player. When she first entered the round table reasoning, she was arrogant and was severely scolded by the magician. After that, she never dared to speak again.
Now she was screaming in terror, probably because she was entangled by her hair. Su Yi also heard the heavy sound of bangs! After her hair was cut, the group became more irritable and threw the person who was entangled to the ground. I wonder if he will be in trouble...
“Woo!”
Su Yi was worrying about others, when suddenly, he felt a hand reaching into his wedding dress!
...That hand is so cold!
He immediately struggled, but when he opened his eyes he could only see the flesh-colored palms of his hands. The young master ignored his struggles and held him tightly with his palms full of power.
Su Yi was a little panicked this time: "...Let me go!"
Young Master Bai covered his eyes with one hand and grabbed his struggling wrist with the other. He held Su Yi in his arms without saying anything and didn't allow him to move.
"It will be fine soon."
Something is wrong! Su Yi thought of the young master covering his eyes with one hand and grabbing him with the other hand, then...whose third hand is that reaching into her skirt?
The magician's evil laugh rang in my ears:
"You have a lot of hair tangled in your legs. Let me help you get it out."
The cold hand wearing leather gloves gradually moved upwards, and Su Yi felt that a corner of her skirt was lifted...
"Go...go away!" He immediately bent his legs, not wanting others to see him wearing women's stockings.
"Don't worry, I'll block it." The magician knelt on one knee beside Su Yi's skirt, "Except me, and your husband, no one can see you like this."
"Hurry up!"
The eldest young master's low and majestic voice rang in my ears. He sounded as fierce as the third young master. Even his anger was more oppressive because of the accumulation of years.
Su Yi was blindfolded and could not see anything. He could only feel that the magician did not take the young master's words seriously and his hands moved slowly.
The horrible hair was dripping with water, tangled around the legs, and soaked the white stockings. Su Yi felt her legs were cold and uncomfortable, and the magician's deft fingers were pinching the wet hair ends, pulling them out strand by strand.
The hair was mainly concentrated on the calves and knees. After a while, Su Yi felt that the wet hair was obviously almost cleaned up, but why was the magician's hand still stretched out, and it was moving higher and higher...!
——That’s too much.
Su Yi couldn't help but want to scold this frivolous guy, but suddenly his leg felt a little itchy, and the other person's fingertips gently stroked his skin, as if... writing?
A vertical hook, a little, and another little...
The force was very light, like a feather, making Su Yi feel itchy. He was held in the arms of the young master at the moment, and could only try his best to endure and not dare to move. The magician's slender fingertips were hidden in his wide wedding dress. With his back to the young master, he wrote on the delicate white stockings:
[Be careful with weddings]
Su Yi was startled, and the next second the magician pulled his hand away neatly, pinched out the last strand of hair and threw it on the ground, pretending to have just finished cleaning:
"Okay~"
The eldest young master let go of Meng Suyi's hand and stared at the magician with a bad look: "Thank you for your hard work."
The implication is: you can go away.
The magician ignored her and not only did he not move, he knelt on one knee. He lowered his head and straightened Su Yi's complicated skirt layer by layer, and put it down carefully. His movements were so gentle as if he was the groom.
Su Yi opened his eyes and saw the situation at the scene. The entire round table conference room was smashed to pieces, and the round table was split into more than a dozen pieces like a watermelon. Grace fell to the ground, her limbs tightly entangled by her hair, and there were bruises on her legs and arms due to blood circulation problems, but she was still alive.
Mr. Bai was trembling in the corner, Postman Fang was frightened and cried, and Singer Liu squatted down like a quail. The high-level players still had some dignity. Miss Lin and Miss Peng opened a blue protective shield and watched with the old pastor and Lawyer Chen with their arms folded.
Only Bai Shen stood in the center of the ruins with a knife in his hand. The octopus-tentacle-long hair was chopped into thousands of pieces by him, and the broken hair scattered all over the ground with him as the origin.
Baishen raised his foot and stomped his black leather boots hard on the hole where hair was coming out of. There was still a lot of hair hidden in the hole, about to gush out like Baotu Spring, but was crushed by Baishen alone.
He raised the knife, pointed it at the hole, and thrust it in fiercely.
Su Yi heard a sharp scream coming from the cave. It didn't sound like a human scream. The hair seemed to be alive, like countless millipedes twisting and struggling...
Su Yi felt sick, and she covered her mouth, almost vomiting the sweet and sour pork ribs she had eaten. Bai Dashao put his arm around his shoulders, and as a good husband, he comforted his frightened wife. The magician squatted beside Su Yi's skirt to accompany him.
When the hair was completely dead, Bai Shen drew his sword and turned around, he saw this scene: the two men occupied Su Yi from above and below, leaving no room for him at all.
The one who actually cut off his hair could only stand there, holding the cold knife.
When he passed by Su Yi with a knife in hand, Bai Shen saw him lying softly on the young master. He couldn't help but sneered in a bad temper:
"You're so scared of a ghost? That's useless."
Su Yi suddenly felt very aggrieved. He knew that he was very weak, a newcomer who knew nothing, and he also had a congenital heart disease. It was impossible for him to have as strong power as Bai Shen. But could an ordinary person not even be afraid when being suddenly entangled by such strange hair?
Su Yi retorted in a low voice: "You think I have to be killed before you can be afraid, right?"
Young Master Bai didn't expect that the weak Su Yi would say something to him, and he was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect Su Yi to use honorifics to address him, which was full of sarcasm. He closed his mouth and insisted on not saying anything.
[Help, help, Bai Shen, I beg you, if you can’t speak, you can just stop talking!]
Bai Shen's live broadcast room was muted, and everyone ran to Su Yi's small TV enthusiastically:
[Oh my god, I'm so anxious. I did all the hard work, but all the credit was taken away by another stinky man! Bai Shen, you should reflect on yourself. Look at the young master and the magician!]
[Wow, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, please look at the third brother. Our Bai Shen is really good. He just has a bad mouth...]
Young Master Bai reached out and flicked the small TV, like a slap in the face. The small TV turned its back and Su Yi couldn't see it.
Bang--!
At this moment, Su Yi heard a loud noise. Everyone looked up and found that Mr. Bai, who had been squatting in the corner, suddenly fell to the ground and twitched, struggling in agony:
“Ah…ah…help…help…help me!!”
Although he was in his fifties or sixties, his hair was only gray. Su Yi saw that in the blink of an eye, his hair turned completely white, his skin rotted like a rotten apple, and age spots covered his entire body. He instantly aged to eighty or ninety years old...
"vomit--!!"
Mr. Bai opened his dry lips, and Su Yi saw that from his dark red mouth, a large mass of pitch-black, wriggling hair vomited out!
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