The soft sound of cloth was heard, and the bright red skirt was suddenly torn from the middle, revealing the deep black clothes Ji Xiaomo was wearing underneath.

From the waist of the bride in black, a purple lightning bolt like a spiritual snake streaked across the sky covered by dark clouds! This purple lightning snake struck Ji Xiaoliang's throat. There was an infinitely deep sneer in Ji Xiaomo's cold eyes. I thought that no matter how beautiful I said it, I could be forced to get married.

I, Ji Xiaomo, want to take revenge wholeheartedly. If you think that I will give in because of this, you are simply an idiot. If you want to marry me, give me a corpse. Do you want a soul? The purple spirit snake nimbly penetrated into the beard. In! A burst of gorgeous blood appeared, and the white skin quickly faded away. The black clothes, red blood, and white face all blended together, and it was so beautiful that it was shocking. Ji Xiaomo flew up like a mist in the clouds, her dress The hunter made a sound, and his face was stained bright red by the blood spurting from his cheeks. It was a human face with peach blossoms.

Ji Xiaomo's slender hands exerted force again, and the purple electric sword pierced her Zhen's neck with an extremely sharp edge and penetrated from behind her braid. She flew and flew in mid-air, as if there was no end and she would never land.

Give me a corpse, do you want it?

If he died, she thought, he would probably not be too lonely in the underworld.

The iceberg expression on the face that never melted melted away and turned into a calm smile. This smile is so touching. Who is this smile for? Ji Xiaomo smiled and uttered a voice full of contempt: "Idiot!

"The crowd was stunned. The bride, who had remained silent for the whole time, showed up with an extremely shocking and tragic fierceness.

I can't fight against you, Wuyuanhui, and I won't talk to you at all. If you threaten me, I will kill myself at the right time.

What a bunch of idiots!

Yu Mi let out a laugh like a silver bell: "Song Pun, Song Pun, there is no need for me to do anything. Your trip this time has capsized in the gutter."

Song Zhen's face turned sallow, and he almost felt dizzy. After all his hard work and planning, he ended up with this result. No one would be willing to accept it.

An extremely powerful energy exploded, catching up with Ji Xiaomo and hugging her before she hit the ground!

The flying red hijab fluttered and landed on Ji Xiaomo's colorless face.

The soft and boneless figure was lying in his arms. Zuo Wuzhou wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry. There was only an incomparable air of sadness stuck in his heart and trachea, so blocked that it was about to explode. Covered by a red hijab

Live the face.

Holding her in his arms, Zuo Wuzhou took off the bright red hijab: "I was late. I was late. But it was my fault. I shouldn't have distrusted you. Ji Xiaomo should have been

Ji Xiaomo, I forgive you for trusting you." The bride's red hijab was taken off, but this person was Zuo Wuzhou.

Under the hijab, there was a slim face, with a thin smile hanging on the lips, and a hint of sweetness. But I don't know who she was thinking of before she left.

Xiao Mo, can you see? Someone has taken off the red hijab for you. That person is your lonely person. Xiao Mo, are you getting married today? Zuo Wuzhou slowly raised his head, his eyes were like black vortices, and his voice was deep

Lie: “Today, you will all die!
Chapter completed!