"As long as Zhu'er likes her, Dad is just a son like you, so he will definitely leave the best for you. Come on, come and worship her quickly. After you do this, she will be yours."
The matchmaker smiled and stuffed the red satin into Jiang Zhu's hand, then turned around and helped Huo Wushang get off the paper man's back.
Shaking his shoulders vigorously, "Wake up, young lady, wake up!"
Jiang Liang snorted and slammed the table hard, "Lou Jin Huan!"
Huo Wushang opened his eyes, took the silk satin from the matchmaker's hand, and pulled Jiang Zhu over with one force.
Jiang Zhu and Jiang Liang were both stunned, and the matchmaker stared at loss.
Huo Wushang grabbed Jiang Zhu's chin and looked down at him, "Are you worthy of coveting my wife? Sick Yangzi."
He sneered disdainfully and threw him away under Jiang Zhu's blank gaze. Jiang Zhu fell to the ground and before she could react, why is this bride so angry?
Jiang Liang stood up suddenly and shouted angrily: "What are you doing?"
"You vented your anger through the two holes under your eyebrows?" Huo Wushang tore off the red silk with both hands and held a section in one hand. The originally soft red silk turned into a weapon in his hands, and he spun it around. The red silk turned into a whip, and wherever it passed, the paper man's waist was cut off. He lost his breath in an instant, changed back to his original shape, and fell to the ground.
The blindfold on Lou Jinhuan was also lifted, revealing her true appearance.
Both Jiang Liang and Jiang Zhu on the ground widened their eyes, "Why...why are there two brides?"
"Who is the bride?" Lou Jinhuan picked off the red flowers from her ears and threw them on the ground. She stepped on them expressionlessly. The red flowers immediately turned into a piece of red paper.
"Jiang Liang, is this your purpose?"
She walked to the hall and stood there. Huo Wushang threw down the red silk and walked over to stand side by side with her. His facial features changed little by little, and finally he turned back into himself.
Jiang Liang's eyes widened when he saw this, he took a step back and held the armrest of the chair, "Who are you?"
"Oh, you occupy my general's palace and show off your power here, but you don't know who I am? It seems that I have been sleeping for too long, making you forget who is the master."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and made a move. Jiang Zhu flew towards him uncontrollably and was strangled by his neck.
Jiang Liang's face changed drastically, and his fake smile could no longer be maintained. His facial features became ferocious and distorted due to anger and fear, and the ghostly aura around him came out in waves.
"Let go of my son!"
"It depends on my mood. If you tell the truth, I will let him go. If you are dishonest -" A flash of anger flashed through Huo Wushang's eyes, "I will make you immortal forever."
"What a strong tone!" Jiang Liang gritted his teeth, "I want to see how capable you are!"
As he spoke, he turned into a plume of black smoke and roared towards Huo Wushang. A woman's scream and a man's shout could still be faintly heard in the black smoke.
Lou Jinhuan looked solemn, "Has he already killed many people?"
Although she didn't understand this, she could feel Jiang Liang's resentment.
I wonder if everyone can detect it, or is she extra sensitive because of the ancient god fragments in her body?
Suddenly pushed, Lou Jinhuan regained consciousness and took two steps back. A barrier suddenly appeared around her body. She raised her eyes and met Huo Wushang's gaze, "Stay where you are and wait for me."
Lou Jinhuan nodded. She really couldn't help in the battle between ghosts and spirits.
Thinking about it, she took out the copper coin Du Lin gave her. She didn't know if it was useful.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a red figure fly out from the corner of his eye and hit the chair in the lobby, "Ah——"
Lou Jinhuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw Jiang Zhu struggling to get up from the ground. The ghost energy around him disappeared, and he looked a little paler.
He stared at Huo Wushang fiercely, noticed Lou Jinhuan's gaze, turned to look at her again, pulled his big red lips and smiled sinisterly, "You had an affair with him, right?"
Lou Jinhuan looked cold, "Having eight legs has nothing to do with you. Don't talk to me in such a seductive tone. You have no qualifications."
[That is, a wild ghost still misses Loulou? Huo Wushang can hang you up and beat you with one hand! 】
[Jiang Liang’s son is as shameless as his father, so the show and everything are fake, right? Did they set up a trap to deceive people? Just to find a wife for his son? 】
[Definitely not. If it’s just to find a wife, wouldn’t it be enough to only recruit girls? Why do you recruit so many men? 】
[Yeah, what are the others doing? Won't they also be in danger? 】
Jiang Zhu was so angry at Lou Jinhuan that he rushed over to try to give her some advice, but in the end, he couldn't even break through Huo Wushang's barrier.
Huo Wushang and his father were having a heated fight, and he took the time to laugh, "You are a fraction of my age, how dare you threaten my wife in front of me? It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
Lou Jinhuan looked at Huo Wushang. He was radiating light golden light, which was in sharp contrast to Jiang Liang.
Jiang Liang was a dark mass, forced to retreat by the light golden light, unable to move forward, and was finally trapped in the formation.
Huo Wushang put one hand behind his back and raised the other hand in front of him. With his fingers spread wide, his spiritual power turned into a rope and wrapped tightly around Jiang Liang. He pulled him out and threw him to the ground. Jiang Zhu couldn't help but want to run away. Huo Wushang didn't even raise his eyes. With a wave of his other hand, he was tied from his neck to his feet and thrown onto Jiang Liang. Jiang Liang screamed when he was hit, and then there was no movement.
"Trash." Huo Wushang walked towards Lou Jinhuan, took her hand and walked to the main seat to sit down.
The two of them sat on opposite sides, and the status of host and guest changed instantly. Both of them had one-of-a-kind looks and even more extraordinary demeanor. When they sat there, the whole lobby became a little brighter.
Huo Wushang put his hands on both sides of the armrests, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Now, is there any nonsense?"
Lou Jinhuan couldn't help but look at him twice.
Jiang Liang and Jiang Zhu looked defeated.
…
At the same time, people in the small building stayed in their rooms in fear, but there were exceptions.
Qi Xuelu hugged Nan Jiahao tightly, wishing that he could grow two more hands so that he could plug his ears.
"Brother Hao, the sound of the suona outside has stopped."
Nan Jiahao covered his ears, his teeth chattering. It took him a long time to digest the meaning of this sentence. He put down his hands and carefully looked out. The candlelight in the room was dim, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual.
He breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat, "It's finally over. What on earth is going on?"
Qi Xuelu withdrew from his arms, still in shock, "I don't know, it sounds like joy to me, but how can there be joy here?"
Nan Jiahao sat beside the bed in a daze, "Is it Huanhuan? Didn't she find Fengguan?"
Qi Xuelu: "!"
Their eyes met, and both of them felt a chill on their backs.
"Boom!"
"what sound?"
Qi Xuelu hugged Nan Jiahao.
Nan Jiahao frowned, "It seems to be coming from the corridor."
(End of chapter)
