Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

The groom turned out to be straw! The straw that originally belonged to Lv Jianwei has now been carefully woven into a human figure and put on a gorgeous groom's suit. The bride's face is covered by a red veil, and her appearance cannot be seen clearly. But from the hands that are revealed, we can know that she is the woman in the sedan, or more accurately, a female ghost. Then it is not difficult to guess that the face under the veil is the female anchor.

Suddenly, she slowly lifted the veil on her head, her movements were slow and strange. When the veil was lifted, the two felt a piercing chill. Finally, they saw clearly that the face was covered with a thin layer of skin - there was no doubt that it was the face of the female anchor! The whole face was tightly attached to the skin, but the edges were abnormally irregular, as if it had been torn off and stuck to her face again. There was also blood dripping down, forming a shocking bloodstain, making the face look particularly hideous and terrifying.

Her hair fell wantonly on her shoulders, fluttering gently with her every move. Her lips, painted scarlet like blood, parted slightly, revealing a row of sharp teeth, as if she wanted to devour everything in the world.

Her head turned slowly, and a strange look appeared in her eyes, which were full of coldness and resentment. At this moment, Lin Ci'an felt that everything in front of her eyes suddenly went dark, as if she had fallen into endless darkness.

When he woke up again, he was surprised to find that he had turned into a groom! The paper figures that originally surrounded him had disappeared, and were replaced by a group of living people.

"Congratulations on the new year! The big boss finally got what he wanted and married a beautiful bride!"

"Yes, yes, this is the daughter of our village chief. She is a famous beauty and also an excellent student!"

"From now on, all the business in our village will depend on you, big boss!"

Lin Ci'an looked around blankly and saw many familiar faces. These people were all from Yanyang Village. Then, he looked out through the window and his eyes fell on "himself" - he saw that "him" was wearing a bright red robe embroidered with exquisite patterns, a black hat with a golden border on the brim, and a gorgeous red satin flower on his chest.

Lin Ci'an wanted to move his body, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't move at all, as if he was just a ghost attached to the body of the groom.

At this moment, he could only watch this strange body react on its own: "Hahaha, today is a happy day! As long as everyone is happy. As for business, that will definitely not be a problem, absolutely no problem!"

Not long after, Lin Ci'an felt himself being pushed by the crowd around him and mounted on a tall and majestic horse. At the same time, the honor guard beside him began to play cheerful and exciting music, with loud gongs and drums, and it was very lively. Then, a group of people marched towards the other end of the village.

On the other side, Chu Ziyu had already woken up from the small house they had lived in together in the village. However, the scene in front of him was completely different - the originally simple and old house was now brand new, with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and hung with bright and festive red ribbons. Some villagers were dressing him up, while others were busy decorating the room, but no one spoke, the scene was lively and weird.

The mirror reflected Chu Ziyu, who was wearing a red wedding gown embroidered with phoenixes and peonies. His hair had grown long and was combed into an exquisite bun, and was adorned with gold and silver jewellery that matched the embroidery on his body. His face was delicately made up, with vermilion lips and a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, which made his face even more delicate and beautiful. It was hard to tell whether he was androgynous. He was like a blooming peony, extremely moving.

However, at this moment, Chu Ziyu had no time to care about other things. He waved his arm and instantly shattered the illusory scene around him. Then, he quickly tore open the complicated wedding dress, and saw that there was a wound on his chest that was exactly the same as the one on his incarnation, and blood was still dripping out!

The power of the ghosts in the copy has no effect on the ultimate boss like him, so Chu Ziyu can move freely.

"6872, what's going on? Why is even this body injured?" Chu Ziyu asked with a frown.

"Because you have entered the illusion world created by a powerful evil spirit in this instance, a closer connection has been established between the subject and the external incarnation. Once you leave this illusion environment, these wounds will naturally disappear without a trace."

"I see...Okay, but in this case, do I have to go to the wedding with scars all over my body? That's too unlucky!" Chu Ziyu sighed helplessly.

"Boss, this wedding has nothing to do with you. You are just going through the motions according to the plot in the illusion."

"The groom is Xiao An, and the bride is me, it doesn't matter. Don't be too fussy, understand?" Chu Ziyu waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Oh, forget it. In that case, I'll just lie here and wait for him to come. After all, there is a bed available here." After saying that, Chu Ziyu lay down with peace of mind.

Chu Ziyu gently picked up the bronze mirror placed aside, carefully looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, it's amazing! Such beauty will definitely make Xiao An fall in love with it."

However, Chu Ziyu at this moment did not expect that not only did he fail to charm Lin Ci'an, but he scared him instead.

Chu Ziyu lay on the bed for a while, and suddenly noticed that the blood from the wound was still flowing, and he felt a little irritated. He reached out and picked up the red veil, trying to wipe the blood, but this was only a stopgap measure and could not solve the fundamental problem.

Chu Ziyu frowned, "6872, switch bodies immediately and help me transfer my consciousness to the clone. I want to heal its injuries myself."

"No problem, big man!"

At the same time, Lin Ci'an was riding a horse and rushing over. During this short period of time, he gradually realized that he was in the village, and his location was exactly at the entrance of the village. The bride was in the house where they used to live. There was no doubt that he was the groom, and Chu Ziyu must be the bride.

Along the way, Lin Ci'an was uneasy, always feeling an ominous premonition looming in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

Lin Ci'an arrived in front of the house. After he dismounted, all the people around him disappeared, leaving only him. He pushed the door open nervously. What came into view was Chu Ziyu, dressed in red, lying on the bed, with his back to him, looking thin.

Lin Ci'an took a deep breath and called softly: "Zi Yu..."