The thousands of black threads that flew and fell rapidly landed on the sedan chair of the weeping bride.
With a swish, everything was wrapped around the sedan chair, and on the spot, the sedan chair carrying the weeping bride was torn apart by five horses.
"Waaaaah!"
The cries grew increasingly shrill and piercing, almost piercing the very soul.
However, because the ghost bride was lenient, the surrounding guests could only faintly hear the sobbing, which was not very clear.
But Shuiyun was different; Jinshangyue had given her special consideration.
So Shuiyun heard a real, one-to-one, soul-stirring cry.
Shuiyun's breath caught in her throat, and in that instant, she felt as if her entire lungs and heart were being squeezed.
It looked like it would explode at any moment.
Even the five senses seemed to lose their power amidst the terrifying and mournful wailing of the ghost.
She quickly put a bandage on herself.
I received an S-level isolation token as a reward from the system for completing a task previously.
It can isolate attacks from S-class ghosts, forming a twelve-hour defense.
An S-class ghost is equivalent to a ghost king.
After applying the talisman, Shuiyun gasped for breath, quickly retreated, and began stuffing blood-restoring pills into her mouth without restraint.
He touched his face; it was covered in blood.
Blood was flowing from the eyes, nose, and ears.
If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would definitely have died at the hands of that inexplicably appearing, wailing bride.
No, it should be that I almost cried myself to death because of this ghost!
Shuiyun's vision was a little blurry, but after taking the pill, it gradually became clear again.
She stared intently at the wailing bride, her eyes filled with doubt and horror.
"A real S-class ghost! What's going on...?"
The Ghost King's Bride is actually just a little bit away from the Ghost King's strength; she's on the verge of a breakthrough.
It's neither a pure A+ level ghost nor a pure S level ghost.
Those falling between the two are called Half-Ghost Kings.
But the ghostly bride who suddenly appeared in front of Jinshangyue, carried only by eight palanquin bearers, was actually the real Ghost King!
The bride, seeing her bridal sedan chair dismantled, cried even more bitterly and piercingly.
At the same time, the crying was like a sharp blade, pointing directly at the white-clad bride in the sixteen-bearer sedan chair opposite.
With a thud.
The bride in white tumbled out of the sixteen-bearer sedan chair in a disheveled state.
The next second, a blood-red shadow flashed by.
Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and then looked again with renewed focus.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded.
On the white-clad ghost bride lay a blood-red infant.
The baby was crunching away, eating with a crisp, sweet sound.
Then, the white-clad ghost bride, dressed in white like mourning clothes, began to be stained with blood inch by inch.
It let out a mournful, piercing scream.
"Aaaaaah! Don't eat me! I surrender!"
"Sister! I was wrong! Sister, have mercy! We are both pitiful brides, please, spare my life..."
The white-clad ghost bride cried miserably as she begged for mercy from the ghost bride in red wedding dress opposite her.
Those calls of "sister" were so sincere.
The wailing bride walked forward with small, hurried steps, crying as she went.
Then, without any hesitation, he climbed onto the other party's sixteen-bearer sedan chair.
"Waaah... This sixteen-bearer sedan chair suits me better, waaah... What do you think, little sister?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Ahhhhh... It suits you perfectly, sister! It's perfect for you! I'm giving it to you, sister! Ahhhhh... Sister, tell the young master to shut up!"
If she eats any more, she'll die!
The Ghostly Bride sat weeping in the luxurious sedan chair, looking up at Jin Shangyue.
"Master, will you spare her?"
At this moment, the ghost king's bride, whose white clothes had turned red, was enlightened.
He immediately knelt down before Jin Shangyue.
"Master, spare me! I was blind and didn't recognize you. I don't know what happened. Suddenly I saw you attacking me. I didn't mean to hurt you, ahhh..."
"Master, save me! I will serve you through thick and thin, even unto death..."
Jin Shangyue said, "Alright, stop eating. If you eat any more, there really won't be any left."
Look, in just a short while, the white-clad ghost bride has had her hands bitten off.
If you keep eating, it will be gone in less than ten minutes.
The little ghost king, still wanting more, closed his mouth, then stuck out his little crimson tongue and licked the crimson flesh around his mouth.
This scene caused all the guests present to tremble, their eyes filled with horror and fear.
That's too ruthless!
That's absolutely ruthless!
There's only one of them, a fake Ghost King who hasn't fully evolved into a Ghost King yet.
His Majesty the Moon Emperor directly summoned a true Ghost King and a half-Ghost Emperor.
Two against one, the ghost bride was so badly beaten she cried.
That's terrible...
The entire live stream audience was in an uproar.
[Ruthless! Absolutely ruthless! Two against one! And a crushing defeat of a lower level by a higher level! Awesome! As expected of His Majesty the Moon Emperor!]
[The Moon Emperor is mighty! He can summon an S-rank ghost and an S+ ghost with a single move, awesome!]
[Look at this, even the white-clad ghost king's bride is crying, hahaha! The most tragic half-king ghost in history!]
[My Master Shui Shui is in such a sorry state! She looks like she's bleeding from all seven orifices and almost died. Is this considered collateral damage?]
[Strange, everyone else only had bleeding eyes at first, but they were fine quickly, as if we couldn't hear the ghost bride crying. But that Shui Yun, good heavens, she was almost crippled!]
[Blind guess: Does His Majesty the Moon Emperor have a grudge against Shui Yun?]
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