Nightmare Attack - v3 Chapter 1119 1 handsome face

"Da da da."

There was a sound of brisk footsteps not far away, and before seeing anyone, one could hear a sense of relief.

Yu Chengmu's eyes were about to fall out. He saw Wang Fugui and Du Moyu running out of the shadows one after the other, each with a musical instrument in his hand.

The two of them didn't look at him at all, and ran straight back to the room where Jiang Cheng was.

When entering the door, he gave Jiang Cheng a slap one by one.

Jiang Cheng picked up the letter, shuddered at Yu Chengmu, bowed again to express his gratitude, and the next second, the door was skillfully closed.

Yu Chengmu seemed to have forgotten what he had just done. He turned his head and glared at A Biao, who was also in a daze, "You idiot! Didn't you say that weirdness can't be manipulated?"

"What's wrong with me..." Abiao's fire rushed to his brain.

Even if there is only one arm left, Yu Chengmu is not A Biao's opponent. Without using three moves, he was rubbed on the ground by A Biao with one hand.

Clothes were torn apart, his face was pressed to the ground, his gray hair was messy, and his high-man style was gone.

"Yu Chengmu, you old bastard!" Ah Biao was so angry that he was so angry that he didn't expect that this old man was so vicious that he didn't plan to let himself go out alive, "Damn you!"

Ah Biao used a lot of strength to grab Yu Chengmu's neck and rolled his eyes at him.

But before he could continue to rub against Chengmu, suddenly, a strange melody came from... the direction of crossing the river. The degree of horror is completely incomparable to the song just now.

"Yes... it's Dahe Niangniang!" Yu Chengmu's nose was still bleeding out, and despair was written all over his face.

Even if he knew that he would be doomed today, according to Ah Biao's character, he didn't want to stand still.

He endured it, let go of Yu Chengmu, who was like a dead dog, stood up, and quickly closed the door.

Looking out through the gap in the door, I didn't know when, there was actually a layer of fog outside the door.

The speed of the mist was so fast that he could only see a few meters away from the door.

Jiang Cheng's room was also covered by fog and disappeared.

"Yeah!"

"Yeah!"

After a series of jumping sounds, it finally stopped outside the Jiangcheng Gate.

Jiang Cheng maintained the same posture as Ah Biao, squatting behind the door to observe.

This time, he saw clearly that it was Empress Dahe, the ghost bride on the bus!

Can't go wrong!

Wu Wu drew his knife and stood behind the door, only one door away from the ghost bride.

"easy~, easy~" Fatty comforted Wu in a low voice, worried that he would rush out and fight the ghost bride.

Wu Wu glanced at Fatty and put the knife behind him, showing the greatest sincerity.

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and opened the door.

The ghost bride stood quietly outside the door, with her bright red wedding dress against the background, her skin was exceptionally fair.

Jiang Cheng didn't want to, and didn't dare to use the adjective like blowing the bullet to describe a woman's skin, because he was worried that it could really be broken.

After all, this pair of skins had been immersed in the icy bottom of the crossing river for 10 years.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Jiang Cheng put on a paper mask in advance.

The ghost bride has a hijab on her head, and through the side of the hijab, you can vaguely see the ghost bride's chin with a soft curve.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng was extremely curious about the face under the hijab.

"Crench-"

The sound of the wind blowing the door shaft interrupted Jiang Cheng's thoughts. He immediately took the letter out of his arms and handed it to the ghost bride.

To his surprise, when the ghost bride saw the letter, her cold temperament suddenly dissipated. Two plain white hands held the letter and slowly spread it out, and her fragrant shoulders also trembled.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help sighing in his heart.

A few drops of clear tears slid down his cheeks and landed on the letter.

The dirty cloth suddenly glowed and became brand new.

The lines of delicate handwriting above were revealed.

The next scene made Jiang Cheng's heart tremble violently. He saw that a portrait appeared out of thin air where the ghost bride's tears touched.

It was a young man with a bookish air between his eyebrows. The young man held a paper umbrella and smiled.

Putting aside the clothes, this young man actually has a face as handsome as himself!

No, it's the exact same face!

With a "hum" in Jiang Cheng's mind, he couldn't help but sigh, fortunately he was wearing a mask, otherwise he would be dragged away by the ghost bride today, and he would be robbed of crossing the river to be the prince of the village.

Even if he is there, it is hard to say whether he can protect himself.

Besides, according to Wu's character, if he knew that the ghost bride was robbing him, he might even help him deliver it to his door.

Fortunately, the ghost bride is also a cheerful person. After being excited for a while, she took the letter and left.

Judging from the direction in which the back disappeared, she went to Yu Chengmu Abiao's room.

Some people were happy and some were sad. Abiao looked through the crack of the door and saw Dahe Niangniang coming, his face was contorted.

Immediately, he looked down at Yu Chengmu, who was crying, and kicked him, "Get up before you die, think of a way, how to deal with Empress Dahe away!"

Yu Chengmu seemed to have lost his soul, huddled on the ground, his eyes were straight, and he kept repeating: "There is no chance, there is no chance, we are all going to die..."

"Trash!" Ah Biao kicked Yu Chengmu fiercely, it seemed that the latter was just waiting to die.

But Ah Biao still had the last hope~www.novelbuddy.com~ He stared at Yu Chengmu on the ground, and a fierce light flashed across his eyes.

Maybe... Empress Dahe came to kill only one person tonight, that's enough.

Thinking of this, Ah Biao no longer hesitated, and he started to drag Yu Chengmu, who had collapsed on the ground, like a dead dog, and then knocked on the door, about to throw Yu Chengmu outside.

Yu Chengmu also reacted, struggling violently, but he couldn't break free from Ah Biao's iron pincer-like hand.

"Yu Zhangyan, it's your own fault for you to end up like this, no one else is to blame!" Ah Biao said viciously, "I am also avenging for Boss Jia and Zhang Junyu and the others!"

"no, do not want!!"

Yu Chengmu, who was thrown out, lay on the ground and crawled back with both hands and feet, but Abiao had already closed the door ahead of schedule.

"Let me in! Let me in!" Yu Chengmu smashed the door frantically, but the door seemed to be cast iron and didn't move at all.

Ah Biao's indignant voice came from behind the door, "Yu Zhangyan, I think back then... Zhang Junyu begged you so hard, but what about you! How did you do it?!"

"Now that the feng shui turns, you can go with peace of mind." After Ah Biao finished the last sentence, as the Dahe Niangniang approached step by step, Ah Biao stopped talking.

There was a crisp sound of watermelon popping from outside the door, and a large piece of blood mixed with other things splashed on the door, flowing sticky downward.

At the same time, Yu Chengmu's wailing stopped abruptly.

Ah Biao hid behind the door and looked out through the gap, not daring to let out the air.

He saw with his own eyes that Empress Dahe didn't even look at Yu Chengmu, and when she came over, she directly stomped on his head.

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