Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

Yuebai was not so happy. She was thinking about how to send Qi Ji away, because what was happening next might not be suitable for Qi Ji to be present.

【Bai Hu sends Qi Ji away.】 Yue Bai contacts Bai Hu.

But the white tiger was also worried, because it had no way to do anything to Qi Ji's soul.

[Miss, the painting is your territory, you can try to send her out.] Baihu suggested.

But Yue Bai knew that this wouldn't work, because she had tried it just now. If she wanted to send Qi Ji away, then she would have to send Xiao Fuci away as well. Then, wouldn't there be no protagonist in what happened next?

After hearing what Baihu said, Yuebai knew that this was the only way to go for now. Although she was in contact with Baihu, things outside were still proceeding in an orderly manner.

After the couple bowed to each other, Yuebai was sent to the bridal chamber. The flames of the dragon and phoenix candles were flickering, and the bride, sitting upright on the wedding bed, was covered with a red veil.

A new slender hand took the wedding scale and lifted the veil, revealing a face as beautiful as a peach or plum. Even though Xiao Fuci knew that the person in front of him was just a painted demon, he still lost consciousness for a moment.

He inevitably thought of their wedding day, the bustling princess mansion that day, but he didn't have the chance to take a look at the red veil scaring his wife. At that time, he took a bag of snacks and stuffed it into Yuebai's hand and said, "I'll go to the front yard to greet the guests first. If you're hungry, eat something."

His self-righteous consideration resulted in his separation from his wife. But this time it won't be the same. He wants to get his complete wife back.

The shy bride only heard the groom say, "It's time to drink the wedding wine."

Xiao Fuci walked to the round table and looked at the pair of dragon and phoenix candles that were burning brightly. There were peanuts and longans on the table. He picked up the wine pot next to it and poured two glasses of wine.

Then he went back to the bride and handed her a glass, but the bride looked at the wine and was reluctant to take it.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to?" Xiao Fuci still looked as gentle as jade, but the dark color in his eyes was like a vortex that wanted to suck people in.

The bride, in her wedding dress, took the glass of wine with a smile on her face: "I am willing, but I am not good at drinking."

Xiao Fuci advised: "One glass of wine should be fine."

The bride looked at the groom. It should have been a warm and affectionate scene for civilians, but it was indescribably weird. The two of them just looked at each other, and in the end, the bride gave in.

"I am like Xushan, and you are like a stone Buddha." After saying this, she raised her head and drank the wedding wine.

She is the master in the painting, how could she not know what Xiao Fuci did? Qi Ji also knew it.

Qi Ji tried desperately to stop it, but she was just the spirit possessed by Xiao Fuci. All she could do was share a pair of eyes with Xiao Fuci. Xiao Fuci still had the dominant position.

As expected, the bride, who had drunk the wine, was beginning to feel a little weak, so Xiao Fuci helped her lie down on the bed.

The shades of red made the bride's skin look white as snow, and she looked so beautiful and charming, but another person in the room had no mind to appreciate her.

Xiao Fuci took out a dagger engraved with talismans.

The person on the bed seemed to have anticipated his own ending. He did not struggle, but just watched quietly.

Everything about Hua Yao was different from Yue Bai, except for his eyes. Under such a gaze, Xiao Fuci's hand holding the dagger actually trembled a little.

Qi Ji was madly trying to influence Xiao Fuci: No! That's Yue Bai!

However, the dagger still stabbed into the chest of the person lying on the bed with trembling hands and determination.

"She is your wife!" Perhaps Qi Ji's resentment was too strong, Xiao Fuci heard her voice.

He replied in his mind: "No, she is not."

The sharp blade in his hand paused for a moment, then pushed forward inch by inch with determination.

Yuebai had left this body the moment the dagger touched her.

The soul guide can feel it, so Qi Ji knew that the body lying on the bed had no breath long ago, but don’t monsters have hearts?

Why did the place where the mermaid pearl was on her chest begin to feel a slight pain?

With Xiao Fuci's own eyes, she saw a blood-red rose flower blooming in Yue Bai's heart, felt the sticky touch on her hands, and smelled the familiar smell of blood, just like the time when she planted the soul-guiding plant for Yue Bai, but this time the smell was so strong that it scared her.

"Stop! Stop! Xiao Fuci, I told you to stop! Ah!"

Due to excessive grief and excitement, Qi Ji's consciousness was separated from the body. She was just a shadow and could not touch Xiao Fuci, so naturally she had no way to stop him.

Her ice-blue pupils gradually turned into deep purple, and then she felt a suction force pulling her back into her body.

With one final glance, Xiao Fuci had already gotten what he wanted, and then began to draw a formation on the ground.

Although Xiao Fuci could hear what Qi Ji said, he had already shot the arrow and there was no turning back. He might as well resurrect Yue Bai. As expected, after sacrificing the demon heart.

A wisp of Yuebai's soul appeared on the formation, and Xiao Fuci finally showed a sincere smile.

Yuebai, who had just been awakened, seemed to have not yet recovered from the shock. He looked at Xiao Fuci with a wary and distant look.

Xiao Fuci was stung by her eyes, and a dense bitterness rose in his heart.

"Yuebai, I'm not with them. Don't worry, I will save you."

This sentence seemed to have some effect, Yuebai's expression softened a little, but the vigilance in his eyes could not be ignored.

The daughter of a wealthy family who was once naive about the ways of the world finally learned to be on guard against others. Unfortunately, the first person she was on guard against was her own husband.

She seemed to want to confirm something and asked again: "Can I trust you, Aci?"

She called him Ah Ci, and Xiao Fuci's eyes turned red when he heard the familiar voice. Xiao Fuci heard his own trembling voice answer: "Of course, I will never hurt you."

But what he said now was not very credible. Yuebai looked around and it seemed to be the same wedding hall. The dragon and phoenix candles were not burnt out, but on the bed lay a painted monster whose heart had been taken away.

At this moment, there were still bloodstains on Xiao Fuci's slender jade fingers, and the bright red wedding gown was also stained with bloodstains of varying depths.

Yue Bai wanted to go over and take a look, but as soon as she stepped out of the formation, she felt a burning pain and looked at Xiao Fuci in confusion.

Xiao Fuci explained: "Yuebai, you are too weak now and cannot leave the formation," and then he took out the ebony butterfly hairpin.

"Remember this? I found it specially. You can stay on this first."

The place where the soul resides must be the relics of its former owner. They all knew about the butterfly hairpin. He had used it to tie her hair countless times.