The assistant in the black robe sneered, as if he heard a big joke, "So what if you don't like it?"

Before the black robe opened his mouth to speak, he saw the young man holding the rope around his neck.

His sharp eyes caught some black substance oozing from the boy's white palm.

Before he could see what it was, the rope tightened instantly.

The black robe was staggered, and then he was thrown against the wall by the youth with the soul lock rope.

The moment he was thrown out, he realized how terrifying the power of youth was.

A human-shaped crack was left in the wall, and the sound of 34 spines breaking was covered by the violent impact.

The black robe spat out a mouthful of blood.

He once again felt a strong sense of familiarity with the boy. He wanted to ask who the boy was, but the blood in his mouth prevented him from asking in time, and he saw a more terrifying scene.

The young man moved his hands to the holster around his neck, and stopped on the soul lock rope for a second, and the soul lock rope was actually torn off by him.

The eyes of the black robe were about to split open, and the pupils trembled in disbelief.

He is very famous in the entire game base, and the presidents of many clubs will be courteous when they see him. A large part of the reason is his soul-locking rope.

This soul lock rope was obtained by him in a dungeon of the underworld, and he almost died.

In the open player ranking dungeon held by the system, he used a soul lock rope to lock the living soul of the player who ranked sixth in the previous period, and pulled her living soul out in that supernatural dungeon.

The soul left her body, and countless ghosts scrambled to occupy her body, and the body burst due to the fighting of too many ghosts inside.

He became famous for it.

He was able to lock the sixth-ranked player for five seconds because the soul lock rope was hard to break. At that time, the masters in her team used all kinds of weapons and tried all means, but the soul lock rope did not wear out even a single bit.

The master who specializes in weapons in the base has seen his soul-locking rope, and said that the soul-locking rope that was born in the dungeon of **** contains the dark energy in the game, which is beyond the player, and maybe the strongest player in the game cannot easily destruction.

How can this boy?

"Who the **** are you?" When the black robe opened his mouth, another mouthful of blood came out, "Why can't my soul lock rope lock your living soul?"

Ning Su couldn't hear the first sentence clearly because of the blood and hoarseness, but he could hear the second question clearly.

He thought about it seriously, would a zombie with only 0.1 vitality have a living soul?

Ning Su answered him sincerely: "Maybe my living soul is too weak, just a little bit, and the soul lock rope can't catch it."

He added, "Actually, it's useless for you to **** away my living soul. My body hates ghosts, and you can't hold on for a few seconds even if you **** it away."

Hei Pao closed his eyes, his chest was heaving violently, he didn't know if it was in pain.

There was an eerie silence in the hall.

Everyone stared at Ning Su in shock and bewilderment.

Ning Su didn't notice, he threw down the broken soul lock rope and muttered softly: "This is the consequence of not letting me hug my thigh and not respecting me."

He muttered very quietly, the black robe couldn't hear it, but Zhu Shuangshuang and Su Xiangsheng who were beside him heard it.

They didn't know for a moment whether to be shocked or silent.

Zhu Shuangshuang was holding back her tears.

She sniffled, "Ning Su, why are you here?"

"We'll talk about this later." Ning Su turned his head and saw the black-robed assistant who was aiming at him with a throwing knife.

"Stop it, you are no match for him." Heipao said hoarsely and weakly.

The assistant glanced at Ning Su again, and stopped unwillingly.

He hurriedly ran to the black robe sitting against the wall, and half-kneeled in front of him, "Are you alright?"

After the black robes and the others no longer prevented them from leaving, only the villagers remained.

Ning Su and the others looked at the villagers.

They all knew that if Ning Su could deal with the black robe easily, then these villagers would not be a problem.

But when they thought about letting the black robe deal with the villagers, they didn't have any worries at all.

If it is Ning Su, there are many worries.

The system taught them on the hearse, and the obedience to the rules is engraved in their bones, including NPCs.

The villagers are watching them too.

I don't know if they were frightened by Ning Su's attack, but they didn't rush forward.

Just when the two parties were at a stalemate, someone who neither of them expected appeared.

bride.

She took a few steps here in a daze, and saw their eyes widen in surprise, and they opened their mouths anxiously but said nothing.

The people in the wedding hall were also surprised to see her.

The black robe assistant asked the black robe: "What's going on? Isn't the bride dead? We saw her body in the system backpack with our own eyes."

The black robe said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry about it, it's a good thing that she happens to be on top."

The villagers also thought so, the bride has always been their best choice, and it took countless manpower and material resources to find it.

The tension in the confrontation was suddenly lifted.

The villagers hurriedly rushed to pull the bride over. The bride struggled desperately, but there were too many villagers, and the thin bride was subdued in less than a minute, surrounded by layers of villagers and pressed on the coffin.

Zhu Shuangshuang said in a complicated mood: "It seems that she knows the truth."

Su Xiangsheng said: "It's strange, didn't the villagers say she was dead? If she wasn't dead, why did they arrest Zhu Shuangshuang and put her on the top?"

"The villagers are lying to us." Zhu Shuangshuang said: "When the villagers saw the living bride, they were not shocked, only surprised."

"Indeed." Su Xiangsheng recalled the behavior of the villagers just now, "Maybe the bride knew the truth in advance and ran away by herself, but she couldn't escape the village anyway, and was sent back by the surrounding villagers?"

The poor girl didn't know that the whole village belonged to one gang.

Su Xiangsheng glanced at the bride, "Let's go now, now."

Ning Su let out a "huh".

Zhu Shuangshuang immediately took off the heavy phoenix crown made of pure gold from her head, threw it on the ground, and then untied the rope for Su Xiangsheng.

While the villagers in the wedding hall were surrounding the bride, the three left quietly.

The black-robed assistant said in surprise: "They actually left at this time, without looking at what Yin Daijun went through?"

Heipao let out a deep breath, and suddenly he frowned in pain, "Don't worry about them, let's stay here and watch."

The assistant gave the broken soul lock rope to the black robe, "Can it still be used?"

Heipao held the soul lock rope and tried it, "It should work."

The assistant's eyes flickered, "That's good, as long as we watch carefully, maybe we will decrypt it soon."

After the assistant looked at the center of the Xitang, the hand in the black robe holding the soul-locking rope kept trembling. He stared at the center of the Xitang closely, nervous as never before, and even began to pray cowardly in his heart.

In the middle of the Xitang, the elder brother of the villager asked: "Do you still want to kowtow?"

The "groom"'s father said: "Knock, you want blood, and go to the church again."

He was a little irritable, "It's running out of time, since I can't make her get married happily and willingly, let's hurry up and do it directly."

Hearing this, two strong villagers immediately came up and held down the bride's neck, hitting the floor with a "bang bang".

There was no one to stop her, and there was a sound of heavy blows in the wedding hall, and the bride's forehead was dripping with blood after a while.

The bride, who was still struggling at first, is now dizzy from being hit on the head.

She opened her mouth in despair, muttering silently, her fingernails scratching the floor.

Through the gaps in the crowd, he cast anxious help-seeking glances at the black robes and the others with difficulty.

The assistant glanced back at the black robe again, and suddenly heard a shrill "ahhhhhhhhhh" sound from the wedding hall, which came from the mouth of the bride.

Under the violent impact, the skin on the bride's forehead was already broken. In order to let her blood seep into the coffin faster and more directly, two villagers held the back of her head and rubbed her broken forehead against the coffin board. .

The sound made one's scalp tingle, and the assistant's forehead ached.

Just then, the second batch of middle-aged couples who appeared at the wedding came.

According to Su Xiangsheng's speculation, they are the parents of the dead person the bride is going to marry.

The middle-aged man slammed the ground with his cane and said, "We agreed at the time that what we wanted was a happy marriage. How did you make it like this!"

The "groom" father repeatedly apologized, "She escaped somehow, we can only do this, this girl and the young master are a match made in heaven, suitableness is more important than harmony, we will do everything cleanly, you just agree."

"What else can we do if we don't agree!" The middle-aged man said, "Hurry up, don't miss the auspicious time."

When the big customer spoke, the villagers took immediate action.

The dazed bride was pulled aside, the "groom" twisted the vase containing the peonies, and a pure black coffin rose there.

The bride in the bright red wedding dress opened her eyes wide in horror.

The coffin panels were opened, and a person who had been dead for an unknown amount of time was lying flat inside.

He was wearing a gorgeous shroud. This shroud was different from ordinary ones. The color was the same red that newcomers wear when they get married. The bright red shroud set off his gray-purple face covered with corpse spots, which was extremely strange.

"Groom" father: "Take off the red dress on the bride to prevent her from becoming a ghost."

The bride's wedding dress was ripped off by the maid of honor on the frightened bride, leaving only a layer of light pink underclothes underneath.

The bridesmaid said to her: "Don't complain, we pulled you out of the abyss of poverty, showed you the world, made you feel the love you never had before, and found you a good family. Your money will be indispensable in the future." .

The father of the "groom": "The first step in recognizing a husband is to carve the husband's character on the bride's face."

His voice and intonation have changed, and this sentence seems to be sung in some ancient and strange tune.

In the pure black coffin, the dead man in bright red shroud exudes the smell of corpse and death.

The wedding hall was shrouded in a gloomy and penetrating atmosphere.

The bride was kneeled in front of the coffin, and the old lady who slapped her legs excitedly walked up to her with a thick blood-red needle, touched her face, and carved words on her face.

The nail looks sharp, but the lettering is very stagnant.

The black robe looked carefully, only to find that the thick needle painted red by something was made of unknown wood, peach wood, locust wood, or something else.

It's not as easy to use as steel needles, the old man can only use more force.

The bride's face was torn and twisted ferociously, blood seeped out rapidly under the mahogany needles.

She was strangled by two people and forced to raise her head motionless, only her eyeballs could move.

The left eye turned to the left on the **** face, looking at the black robe and the assistant.

Terrified, desperate, begging.