Nightmare Attack - v3 Chapter 1123 Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves

In the desolate temple, a fire was raised in Jiangcheng. It was not far from the Dushui River. The cold air was very heavy. From time to time, Jiangcheng threw a few dead branches into the fire, and the flames made his face flush red.

The white horse was not tied outside the temple, but was pulled in together.

Grabbing a handful of fodder and stuffing it into the horse's mouth, Jiang Cheng patted the horse's head and said earnestly, "It's up to you tonight, if you behave better, I'll ask the village chief to marry you a wife, okay? "

"Hey—" Bai Ma seemed to understand, and blinked excitedly at Jiang Cheng.

"That's right." Jiang Cheng glanced at the shadow on the ground as if pointing, and said yin and yang strangely: "It's still Brother White Horse, you are reliable, you are stronger than someone, and you kill your sweetheart first, isn't that pure and perverted?"

As soon as the voice fell, a line of words appeared on the ground, twisted and crooked, as if carved with a knife, "I'm not a human, but you are a real dog."

"Ah yes yes yes!" Jiang Cheng responded with a hoarse voice.

It was late at night, and with the sound of a rapid suona, Jiang Cheng knew that the third watch had arrived, and it was the village chief who was sending him a signal to remind him that the ceremony was about to begin.

After taking out the groom's clothes and putting them on, Jiang Cheng took the white horse and left the deserted temple after finishing his clothes.

Hoofs tick.

All the way to the west, I soon came to the crossing of the river. Against the backdrop of the night, the dark river gushed out white waves from time to time, accompanied by the dull sound of the water, which made people feel more and more heavy.

What's more, the riverside was deserted.

Facing the river alone, at such a time, Jiang Cheng suddenly had a feeling that he didn't come to marry, but rather to be buried.

Abandoning the messy thoughts, Jiang Cheng closed his eyes, gradually calmed down, and brought himself into the role of Lu Jianli.

He entered the play very quickly, it only took about 1 minute, and when he opened his eyes again, the personality called Jiang Cheng was suppressed. Instead, he came back to fulfill his promise to Miss Wu Jia Lu Jinli.

After completing the identity change, a vision also appeared on the river.

The water speed increased, and it didn't take long for a huge eddy to appear on the river.

A red shadow stepped out of the whirlpool, stepped on the water, and walked in front of Jiangcheng one step at a time.

Who else could it be if it wasn't a ghost bride?

But Jiang Cheng keenly felt that the ghost bride at this time was different from before. The coldness that came with her body was gone, replaced by a tenderness like a bird and a shyness.

The Ghost Bride moved her steps gently and stopped in front of him slowly.

Unlike last night, tonight was obviously well-dressed.

Yes, after all, it is a good day to get married.

A pair of slender hands folded in front of him, wearing a phoenix crown on his head, elegant and radiant, the milky white pearls and the cold moonlight complement each other.

The red satin-embroidered wedding dress is woven with golden silk threads into patterns, and you can vaguely see the dark lines floating on the wedding dress, rippling like water waves.

The relatively wide sleeved robe is in strong contrast with the narrow waist that Yingying holds, and it is matched with a bright red wedding dress, giving people a strong visual impact.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but start to wonder, what kind of beautiful and thrilling face was under the hijab. …

"Hey—" The white horse behind him seemed unable to see it, and gently arched Jiang Cheng with his head, and the latter woke up like a dream.

Being stared at by Jiang Cheng like this, the Ghost Bride seemed to be embarrassed. She lowered her head, the breeze was blowing, she lifted the corner of her hijab, and there was a faint blush on her exposed cheeks.

Jiang Cheng held his mood slightly, and vividly displayed the smugness of the spring breeze after obtaining the fame and the gentle tenderness of reuniting with his sweetheart. After a while, he couldn't help but sighed, "The lanterns are like daytime, only lovesickness is endless, short. Then it will be a few months, and it will be a year old, and when the golden list is inscribed, Xianyi will not dare to lose your kindness when Xianyi returns at night."

Hearing the ghost bride's shoulders could not help shaking slightly, this was the promise that Lu Jianli once made to him, and now, it finally came true, he didn't lie to himself.

A line of clear tears slid down her cheeks, and Jiang Cheng was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of this top-notch, bizarre little woman.