In the blink of an eye, the funeral procession disappeared. The man in white turned into a man in red, and the dark coffin suddenly turned into a gorgeous sedan.

On the dark night path, it is a terrifying dark red.

There was singing in the wind, the groggy team stopped, the sedan chair was placed on the ground, and everyone stood strangely, motionless.

Ruan Qiao walked back.

Those people, dressed in red clothes, lowered their heads and turned in her direction as Ruan Qiao approached.

Ruan Qiao walked to the flower bridge, and the silent people in red also turned around, all facing her.

Ruan Qiao stretched out her hand and opened the curtain of the sedan chair herself.

This time, the bride inside was facing her sideways.

A bright red veil covers her head, making it hard to see her appearance clearly.

The bride suddenly moved.

She raised a slender white hand, gently pinched a corner of the veil, and slowly raised the veil.

Her white and small chin is exposed first, and then her red lips dotted with rouge. The lips are perfumed and paired with the dark red wedding dress, as beautiful as a red birch.

The bride’s red veil was lifted up and placed on her dark hair, and her red earrings made her skin as white as jade.

Ruan Qiao had already recognized her profile.

Yes, it was herself.

“Looking for a substitute

The cold wind blows cold moonlight. “

The song suddenly rang in her ears. Ruan Qiao turned around and saw a woman in red clothes standing quietly behind her.

The woman’s eyes did not waver, her face was expressionless, and she just looked at Ruan Qiao quietly.

She looked young and seemed to be the same age as Ruan Qiao.

As soon as Ruan Qiao saw the woman in red clearly, her eyes fell into darkness.

When she woke up again, she had already returned to the Ruan family’s dilapidated hut.

If she guessed correctly, the woman standing outside the flower bridge just now should be Qin Yue, her good friend since childhood.

But, what does this dream mean?

Ruan Qiao got up wearing her coat, but Su Xi hadn’t come back yet. She walked to the main house and looked at the time.

It’s already midnight.

From time to time there were some scattered footsteps and the ringing of bells outside.

It seems that Mu Le and the others have already come to arrange the arrangements.

Soon, Ruan Qiao felt the temperature around her suddenly drop.

She walked to the door and stood there. Through the blurry window, she could see two figures shaking outside.

“Let’s hide for now.”

“They’re coming.”

“Stupid! How could I teach a disciple like you! Do you think it’s appropriate for you to hide there?”

Mu Le’s voice contained a hint of doubt and confusion: “I think it’s pretty good. It’s hidden and safe. You can attack while you advance, and you can defend when you retreat……”

Then there was a muffled sound and curses.

“Appropriate where! Where are you hiding, and where am I hiding? Get away from me and find another place!”

Mu Le howled in frustration, his voice gradually becoming distant.

Ruan Qiao was still laughing when she suddenly heard slow and heavy footsteps outside the door.

Stiff and mechanical.

Very soon, the door rang.

Boom, boom, boom.

It was the same interval, with no change in rhythm, a lifeless knock on the door.

Just like that horrible rainy night.

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