Chapter three hundred and ninth unexpected turning point
Unexpectedly, Lang Hongyi was actually a little afraid of me. He glared at me and paused for a moment without pulling off the red rope.
I looked wildly to indicate that I had prepared an exorcism charm in the backpack I had thrown aside!
His eyes wandered so hard that he finally understood what I meant. He reached out and roughly tore the zipper of my backpack, reached in and grabbed the talisman paper that I had finally made.
They didn't feel bad at all. One after another, they were slapped on my body for free.
To be precise, they were all attached to the wedding dress wrapped around my body.
At this time, I was standing on one foot, my body was stiff and I couldn't move, I stretched one hand toward the fire, and raised the other hand to pull the inner Qiankun inside my collar. My eyes were cramped and I couldn't feel anything in my whole body.
but……
My heart is bleeding!
I clearly saw that Lang Hongyi not only affixed the exorcism talisman on my body, but also the sealing talisman, the yang-supporting talisman, and the only water-bending talisman that I successfully drew!
Waterbending is awesome. I haven't tested the charm yet. It is said that if you stick it on your body, you can stay standing on the water for a short period of time without falling.
What kind of necessary charms are there in this bag? How magical!
But sticking it to me now is a waste. There is a fire here, and there is no possibility of asking me to scream!
The talisman took effect immediately when it touched my body. I originally thought that the next moment, I would be able to break free from the wrapping of the wedding dress and regain the autonomy of my body.
But the exorcism charm that we all had high hopes for suddenly burst into flames and burned to ashes without even taking a breath.
The red wedding dress on my body was covered with a layer of white light, which flashed away until Lang Hongyi, his eyes red, stretched his dagger directly into the collar behind my neck and slashed downwards.
Only then did I feel the warmth in my body again, and I could barely move my body in a small area.
The first thing I did was to take back the feet that were about to be put into the embroidered shoes, put them into my own boots, and quickly stepped back.
I hurriedly pulled out the inner world and stabbed it directly with the ghost-killing sword without using the ghost stick, using the fabric that was still on my body.
Lang Hongyi was reluctant to do it, but I was willing to do it to myself. With just one sword, the ghost-killing sword pierced the abdomen of Hong Wedding Dress and also pierced the belt around my waist.
"ah……"
There was a miserable female howl, and the red wedding dress quickly left my body like a tide.
The living person headed towards Blacksmith Song, who was not in danger to her. When Blacksmith Song saw the wedding dress torn, he was even more nervous than when he had been stabbed with a sword just now. He stretched out his two hands and hugged the wedding dress that floated past.
Keep it in your arms and protect it carefully.
There is now a confrontation between two parties in the room. Lang Hongyi and I are standing on the wall near the back room, and there is a fire on the other side of the door. Blacksmith Song is still leaking out his anger due to his injured leg, as well as the man who was beaten by him.
She held Hongying in her arms and covered her abdomen with one hand.
The red tassel hidden in the wedding dress and embroidered shoes finally appeared in front of us.
This is also my first opportunity to look at Hongying quietly at such a close distance.
Hongying is not very tall, she is thin and small, and her appearance is not particularly outstanding, but her eyes are very lively, with worries and fears, and they habitually lower their eyes cowardly.
Even the long eyelashes can't block the mist of the little bird in her eyes. Such a little girl can really easily arouse the beast's lust.
Now I finally understand why those beasts of the Jian family would rather risk their lives and do something worse than a pig or a dog.
In fact, such a charm is completely irresistible, and the little girl who can only endure it silently with tears in her eyes can give her a perverted sense of accomplishment if she is bullied.
Even though she has become the ghost of a dead ghost, Hongying's pale complexion not only did not reduce her appearance, but actually improved it, making people feel pity for her even more.
Even though the smell of blood around me was still lingering and the corpses were lying upside down, I intuitively felt that these cruel things had nothing to do with Hongying.
All of them were done by Song Blacksmith himself in a wanton and ruthless manner.
"Hongying, are you seriously injured?"
Tiejiang Song didn't care that we were still standing across from each other, and had already begun to quickly check the severity of Hongying's last stab on my body.
He even did not hesitate to use the little yin energy left in his body to feed Hongying in his arms.
At the beginning, everything was normal. We did not take advantage of the danger and took action immediately.
It was partly because I felt a little moved and felt sorry for this miserable couple.
Although he is no longer in the human world, as it is now, he still has a like-minded companion when he goes to Huangquan.
I couldn't help but speak softly, and said in a voice that only Lang Hongyi and I could hear, "This may be what people often hope for but cannot ask for, to have a companion on the road to hell!"
Before we finished speaking, an unbelievable scene appeared in front of us.
It made both of us feel cold in our hearts, and we doubted the emotional credibility of men and women in this world!
The previous scene of a loving hero rescuing a beauty suddenly changed his style of painting. To be honest, I really didn’t expect this turn of events.
Blacksmith Song, who was using his limited yin energy to heal his lover's wounds just a moment ago, quickly fucked her down.
It can be seen that at the last moment he wanted to pull away and push away Hongying in his arms in order to protect himself, but Hongying's white hand tightly grasped Song Blacksmith's arm, and the other arm was weak.
around his neck.
It was like this, the most intimate gesture between lovers, that at the last moment turned into shackles that turned Song Blacksmith into ashes, firmly anchoring his escape until he completely became a part of Hongying and completely dissipated into the world and ceased to exist.
Hongying still looked weak as before, with a hint of madness on her face, and the pitiful look in her eyes had long been replaced by desperation.
"If you really love me, then you can truly become one with me, hahahaha... Isn't that what you men want in the end? I will help you, I will help you all!"
Just when we were still shocked, seeing Blacksmith Song, who we thought was the culprit, disappearing before our eyes, we felt very uneasy.
On the other hand, Hongying moved... She was actually wearing a bright red wedding dress. She looked at Lang Hongyi's whole body charmingly, while quickly approaching the resentful ghost of the Jian family man who was wandering around.
go.
The first thing to bear the brunt was the souls of the two young masters of the Jian family who had bullied her before she died.
"Quickly, stop her. Even if she has to be wiped out, she can't be made to absorb other resentful spirits and become a demon."
Hongying, Hongying, from the moment she swallowed Blacksmith Song's soul, did she know that she was beyond forgiveness and would no longer be the cute and cute girl she once was?
Excusable circumstances and unforgivable sin have never been in conflict, and they often coexist as they do now.
Hongying must die now!
I hadn't put away the ghost-killing sword in my hand, but with my other hand I had already grabbed the copper coins and red rope from the backpack that had been thrown aside, and the few remaining talismans that had saved my life, and I rushed forward.
Lang Hongyi held the dagger in his hand and rushed forward as quickly as I could. When Hongying stretched out his claws, he had already blocked the way with his sword.