"Couple greetings!"
Heard one last obscene remark.
The lawn, which was still sunny, suddenly became extremely quiet under the clouds.
It stared straight at Shen Qingwu and said, "Madam, please worship!"
Seeing its movements, Fu Zheng understood that it did not require Shen Qingwu's consent.
I just want to consummate the ceremony and marry her in my dream, regardless of whether she will die or not.
No, it simply wanted her to die!
Shen Qingwu looked at the red silk in her hand silently. She suddenly remembered that she was wearing a wedding dress just now. She said "Huh" and said, "Fu Zheng, do you also like ancient weddings?"
It's obviously what she wants.
But looking at previous interviews, Fu Zheng would rather have a Western-style lawn wedding. What's going on... Compared with the sudden confusion in the past, the doubts at this moment are even worse.
Just when Shen Qingwu was wavering, the two tablets that had just been placed fell with a "plop".
After seeing it, its expression became even more ferocious, and it rushed over to pick up the tablet on the ground.
It cursed: "Madam, stop dawdling, you will make your parents tired of waiting!"
"Madam, kneel down quickly!"
Shen Qingwu lowered her eyes and looked at "Fu Zheng", meeting its blood-red pupils, with a faint chill in her eyes.
She wanted to back away.
But the body couldn't move!
"What are you doing standing still? Help your parents up!"
"You...what's going on?" Shen Qingwu was a little annoyed, but it did have a Zheng face, so she had no choice but to squat down and try to help it.
Mu Liuxing, who was not far away, kept staring at its chapped face and couldn't help but sneered.
She didn't say a word and continued to draw the exorcism charm into the void.
Then he took Fu Zheng's hand and strode forward.
When he got next to Shen Qingwu, he pushed Shen Qingwu in front of Fu Zheng, neatly and without hesitation.
Seeing this, Ying Ling was dumbfounded and quickly stood up to follow, "You... you are!"
It also smells familiar.
The extremely disgusting agarwood smell!
Shen Qingwu, who was leaning on Fu Zheng, raised her eyes with confused eyes: "How come there are two Azhengs?"
Fu Zheng hugged the recovered Shen Qingwu tightly again.
"It's me. The reason why I like Western-style weddings is because of one of your paintings. I thought you would like it."
"What I like is Chinese style..." Before she could finish speaking, Shen Qingwu was already covering her lips habitually.
She didn't want to do anything that would embarrass Fu Zheng.
He compromised too many things for her.
You'll get tired of her sooner or later, right?
Realizing that she was hiding something again, Fu Zheng pinched her fingertips and pressed them to his chest. Because he was running too fast just now, his heart was beating very fast, "Qing Wu, remember what I said when we first dated in the cinema. ?"
Fu Zheng remembered what Mu Liuxing said and wanted to tell Shen Qingwu a secret that only the two of them knew.
Let Shen Qingwu believe that he is real.
Shen Qingwu noticed Fu Zheng's nervousness and blurted out: "You said you wanted to..."
Fu Zheng raised his hand to press her face into his arms, leaned over to her ear, and whispered, "From now on, I only want Shen Qingwu."
Everything he did was to consider their future, not to compromise. He wants Shen Qingwu in the future, not other people or things!
"You actually dare to come here to steal your bride?"
The ferocious look on Ying Ling's face made it impossible for him to keep his Zheng expression. But it was very fast. It hugged two tablets tightly, picked them up, and rushed straight towards Fu Zheng and the others.
"Avoid it!"
Fu Zheng held Shen Qingwu and took a few steps back, but he still wanted to continue running, but his body froze and couldn't move at all.
Mu Liuxing glanced at it sideways, "Sure enough, the He family is really perverted by letting her be covered with powdered ashes."
He Xun, who was looking at his tablet at Mu's house, sneezed hard and touched his nose innocently.
He Xun: Mu Liuxing is scolding me again.
Mu Liuxing's talisman flashed past.
Fu Zheng was finally able to move.
He hugged Shen Qingwu tightly and backed away, but through the mist, he could not see Mu Liuxing and its movement.
All I heard was its cold voice: "It's all your fault!"
"It's in the mirror..."
Not very good memories flashed through Shen Qingwu's mind. In fact, she couldn't remember clearly what happened when she became a vegetative state. She only knew that Zhou Min was brought to justice during that live broadcast, and then she could return to the hospital... Finally, with the help of Taoist Priest Xuanqing, she finally woke up.
The groom's clothes looked familiar, but the person wearing the wedding clothes didn't seem to be paying attention.
Shen Qingwu's face turned pale, and she suddenly felt like vomiting.
But regardless of her reaction.
Taking advantage of half of the home field advantage, the Yingling broke through the confinement again and rushed towards them!
"Shen Qingwu is mine! Mine!"
But before its body could get close, multiple talismans suddenly poured out from all around, covering it like a dragnet!
Ying Ling's movements paused.
Let Mu Liuxing take the hairpin and give it a swipe!
"Ahhhhh!"
It screamed miserably, and a burning black smoke appeared behind it. Ying Ling turned back and glared at Mu Liuxing, a bit of fear seemed to flash in his eyes.
"So you still know what you're afraid of?"
Mu Liuxing's voice echoed over the lawn.
The talismans in all directions were exactly what Mu Liuxing had drawn into the void when he entered the dreamland.
Fu Zheng felt that the exorcism talisman drawn on his hand was glowing. He was afraid that it would rub off, but he didn't expect that the talisman was more like a brand. So he said to Shen Qingwu: "I am the real Fu Zheng, this is the talisman Liu Xing drew for me, it is fake!"
It may be that caring leads to chaos.
He just wanted to cover Shen Qingwu's eyes with his fingertips and repeat: "I am the real one, don't care about it."
This was the first time Shen Qingwu saw his expression. She blinked and said thoughtfully, "But I think he was transformed in my heart."
Only then will he cater to her thoughts.
Even though what he said was something Fu Zheng wouldn't normally say.
But Shen Qingwu felt that it must be because of what she wanted to see that it acted like this.
Fu Zheng wanted to strangle the infant spirit to death.
He gritted his teeth unwillingly, took a deep breath, and then said to Shen Qingwu: "I will not force you to do these things."
Forced?
Shen Qingwu liked it.
She probably hopes that Fu Zheng is not perfect?
In the blink of an eye, Yingling got energy from nowhere and smiled arrogantly: "Hahaha, you still think I am better, right? You are mine, we have worshiped heaven and earth!"
Mu Liuxing rolled her eyes, and then gave Fu Zheng a "can you do it?" look.
She said coldly: "Do you understand love?"
No matter how long it exists, isn't it just an infant spirit?
Ying Ling said unconvinced: "She is simply fed up with Fu Zheng's all-out falsehood. I am the only one who can truly satisfy her innermost thoughts. Isn't that enough?"
"You helped Zhou Min make her become a vegetable."
"And leaving her soul trapped in the mirror."
When Ying Ling mentioned the mirror, he thought of the days when he couldn't find Shen Qingwu. Its face became even more ferocious, and in the blink of an eye it was about to break free from the shackles of the talisman and rush to Fu Zheng.
Fu Zheng had no choice but to raise the cinnabar-drawn talisman in his hand.
However, Shen Qingwu looked at Ying Ling.
It's really starting to waver.
