Fang Mu picked up the wine glass on the table and turned around, looked at the red veil covered by the other party, and splashed the wine over.

The wine penetrates the body of the bride in red and pours it on the table.

The bride in red put down her wine glass, suddenly reached out her hand, and hugged Fang Mu into her arms.

This action surprised Fang Mu. The thunder fire rose from Fang Mu, but it had no effect on the bride in red.

Fang Mu frowned slightly, which was a bit beyond common sense.

He couldn't hit him, but he could clearly touch him, and the soft touch was definitely real.

The most important thing is that the bride in red does not seem to attack him.

If you hit me, why do you just hold me? Does it affect my gun speed? How can I block my twelve guns in a second?

The bride in red hugged Fang Mu tightly, without any intention of letting go.

Fang Mu grabbed the shoulders of the bride in red and found that the power of the six symbols could not be beaten.

I came here to fight, so why do I still play this game?

Fang Mu pulled out his hand, shook the blood-killing gun behind him, and said, "Come out quickly, can you solve the problem?"

This was embarrassing. He wanted to see if Nan Li could do it.

Nan Li emerged from the bloody gun and stared at the bride in red for a long time, with a confused look in his eyes.

At this time, the bride in red also raised her head and said coldly through the red veil: "Is this a sister? My husband is such a passionate seed."

When Nan Li heard this, his little face became solemn, and then his right hand raised his pattern and covered the bride in red.

However, the formation pattern just touched the bride in red and immediately turned into invisible.

The bride in red said slowly: "It's a pity that the fallen soul grass has been able to make a marriage for my family after my husband stepped into the canyon. This is determined by heaven. I am the leader of marriage. My husband cannot hurt me, but I am the only one who hurts my husband's heart."

"The fallen soul grass is connected to my husband, and the husband is the main one, so this girl cannot hurt me."

Nan Li nodded, looked at Fang Mu, and said seriously: "I'm the same."

Fang Mu heard what Nanli meant, because of the fallen soul grass, Nanli could not hurt her.

The bride in red hugged Fang Mu tightly, as if she was extremely obsessed with Fang Mu. She raised her head and said, "Husband, I'm not for my slave... Oh no, I'll take the veil for me."

At this moment, even his claim changed, from a slave to a concubine.

Fang Mu stretched out his hand and opened the red veil, revealing the appearance of the bride in red.

His eyebrows and eyes are like picturesque and his skin is like cream. In addition to his slightly pale skin, he looks like a beautiful woman.

Fang Mu pinched the chin of the bride in red and said coldly: "What the hell do you want to do?"

The bride in red stared at Fang Mu with a confused look: "My name is Hongyue, but I don't know my husband's name yet."

Fang Mu lowered his head, looked directly at Hongyue, and said, "Is the name important?"

He rarely encounters such a helpless time, and this red moon makes him very uncomfortable.

This inexplicable marriage cannot be attacked by him, and Nanli cannot be attacked by him, but Hongyue cannot be attacked by him.

Just being entangled like this, I still have to find a way to unlock this illusion.

"What are you doing?" Hongyue looked at Fang Mu with a confused look and said softly: "I've got married, of course I've entered the bridal chamber."

After saying that, Hongyue left Fang Mu's arms, came to the red bed placed in the room, and lay down obliquely.

The red clothes outside floated, revealing the snow-white skin inside.

Hongyue was wearing a mandarin duck bellyband. The other party hooked his fingers, with a charming expression, and the meaning in his expression was very obvious.

Fang Mu hugged his chest with his hands and said disdainfully: "That's it?"

Hongyue's eyes stagnated and she didn't understand what Fang Mu said.

Fang Mu came to the front of the red bed, raised his right foot and stepped on the edge of the bed, placed his right hand on his knee, and said disdainfully: "You know this position?"

"Ah..." Hongyue said with a confused look on her face, "Is there anything else?"

The sudden change made Hongyue forget what she was doing.

Fang Mu hooked his finger and said, "Come here with your ear."

Hongyue subconsciously leaned her head over and listened carefully to Fang Mu's words.

Fang Mu's mouth moved slightly and began to whisper softly.

Nan Li emerged from the Blood Sword Gun and acted like eavesdropping. After a while, he made a long "Huh" sound.

"Do you understand?" Fang Mu patted Hong Yue's bright shoulder and said disdainfully: "It's hard for me to do something if you are like this."

Hongyue looked shocked and said in disbelief: "Is the folk customs so bold now?"

Fang Mu nodded and said for sure: "That's not, so your skills are really not good."

Hongyue hesitated for a moment, suddenly reached out and hooked Fang Mu's neck, and said toughly: "Can you do it? You will know after trying it."

After saying that, he planned to drag Fang Mu to the red bed.

Fang Mu didn't move at all, shook his finger and said, "I don't want to, do you want to use force?"

Hongyue's whole body was stiff. As Fang Mu said, she really couldn't do anything to Fang Mu.

Fang Mu pinched Hongyue's chin and said slowly: "There is a solution to everything. You might as well tell me your purpose and see if I can help you..."

"My purpose?" Hongyue covered her mouth and laughed: "My purpose is to live with her husband, and then after this place is over, she turns into her husband's nightmare and go out to see the outside world."

"Husband, can you help me?"

Fang Mu was stunned and remembered what Master Two and Four had said before.

If this special type of illusion, especially the Hu family's illusion, cannot be broken, then the things in the illusion will turn into nightmares and will never be able to get rid of them.

Unless you drink Acacia wine, you will never be able to get out of it.

The idea of ​​this Hongyue was to escape from the illusion by herself.

Hongyue hooked Fang Mu's neck and exhaled like orchid: "Husband, don't think too much. Hongyue is also a traditional woman. Husband helps me get out of here, and naturally I will not forget my husband's kindness after I go out."

"And...the things Red Moon can also learn them."

These words were full of teasing.

Fang Mu looked stern and said, "I believe you, a ghost."

As the saying goes, even nonsense is true, and even a single word of the Red Moon is unreliable.

"Why do you have to be stalemate?" Hongyue let go of her hand, came to the table and sat down, took a sip of wine, and said, "Since that's the case, my husband will wait for the end here."

After saying this, Hongyue sat on the chair without saying a word.

Fang Mu walked over and sat next to Hongyue.

The two were in a dead end, Hongyue looked confident, and Fang Mu had no choice but to do anything to her for the time being.

After a long time, Fang Mu was about to speak, but the knock on the door started.

Hongyue stretched out her hand and re-equipped the red clothes and veil on her body, covering up her snow-white skin.

"who!"

A voice came from outside the door, looking very respectful: "Master, the things are delivered."

"Put it at the door." Hongyue said: "I will get it myself."

"Yes, king!"

The sound outside the door disappeared, and the footsteps went further and further.

"thing?"

This aroused Fang Mu's curiosity. What is this?
Chapter completed!