This Dream is Funny Chapter 62

A melodious and cheerful tune resounded in his ears.

Even a trumpet and suona can hardly conceal the joy contained in the tune.

With a dash of sweetness,

With a dash of joy,

With a little expectation.

The sun pierces the blue sky, it is extremely warm,

Shining on the body, people can't help but feel a sense of languid sleepiness.

Du Fang, who was wearing a black trench coat, smiled.

Sure enough,

This familiar style,

Come to think of it, it should be another refreshing dream.

Du Fang has long been accustomed to beautiful dreams.

Since you can't resist, what you have to do... is to enjoy it.

He began to look around, and found that he was in a mansion like an ancient courtyard house. The mansion was very lively. Round tables were set up, and the wine tables were filled with the delicious food that a banquet should have.

Red sturgeon, lobster, abalone, Buddha jumps over the wall...

All kinds of expensive ingredients and delicious food are all listed on it.

The auspicious banquet,

A joyous feast.

"Brother Du, are you here?"

Suddenly,

A soft voice came from Du Fang's side, and a pure white arm wrapped around his arm, accompanied by a soft touch.

Du Fang turned his head and saw a beautiful girl with delicate makeup and a pink gauze skirt, revealing a bottomless ravine in front of her chest.

Du Fang didn't know who the other party was.

But it didn't prevent him from showing a skilled and beautiful smile.

"Hello, Miss."

Du Fang smiled brightly.

The handsome face and the appearance without blind spots made the young lady a little fascinated.

In the distance, on a round table of the banquet, a group of girls also wearing pink gauze skirts, exposing the unfathomable ravines on their chests, waved to Du Fang.

The girl who held Du Fang's arm took Du Fang to sit at the wine table.

"This is the bridesmaid table. We are all bridesmaids of today's bride."

The lively girl said with a smile, as if she was infected by today's festive atmosphere.

Du Fang didn't bother, why could he sit at the bridesmaid table?

Instead, she showed a smile: "Then today is really a happy day."

Du Fang happily joined the wedding.

After all, the bridesmaids and sisters are all very good-looking, good-looking, with deep ravines, sweet smiles, and pleasant speeches.

When Du Fang started talking with them, the bridesmaids and sisters all laughed turbulently.

It made Du Fang feel like he was facing an ocean of white waves.

After chatting happily for a while,

The bridesmaid, who was the first to hold Du Fang's hand, blinked her big eyes and looked at Du Fang.

"Brother Du, we have a small request, I hope you will agree."

Miss Bridesmaid said.

Du Fang smiled and was taken aback. This was the first time he encountered a request in a dream.

"Of course, you said, if I can do it, I will do it."

Du Fang said.

Miss Bridesmaid smiled extremely softly.

"We want to invite Brother Du to give the bride a blessing."

The bridesmaids and sisters all looked at Du Fang with hope.

Du Fang was startled.

Then, he laughed,

That's it?

What is this requirement.

Blessed?

Move your lips and give a wedding blessing,

How could Du Fang refuse such a trivial matter?

"Red hijab... red embroidered shoes?"

"Why am I wearing a red hijab? I'm not a bride!"

Lan Xiangqi's lungs were about to explode.

Even if it's a strange incident, you can't insult him like that, right?

He is a man!

How can you get married!

What's more, he is a dreamer, a dreamer who has awakened high-level special abilities, this strange creature of the dream disaster... Can you give me some respect?

Soon, Lan Xiang calmed down.

Not because of anything else, but because of the red embroidered shoes on his feet.

"Something's wrong, how can my luck become so bad? It shouldn't be, I can awaken my high-level special abilities, and my luck can't be so bad. I just entered the dream disaster, and it was the strangest incident of red embroidered shoes in this dream disaster. ?"

If Lan Xiang looked in the mirror at this moment, he would definitely feel that his face was particularly dark.

Suddenly pulling off the red hijab, Lan Xiang found that not only was he wearing the red hijab, but the black trench coat on his body had also changed, turning into a red wedding dress.

"Unlucky!"

Lan Xiang began to take off his wedding dress angrily, but after taking it off, he blinked and the wedding dress was put on him again.

His scalp was slightly numb, and Lan Xiang felt a little throbbing in his heart. He rushed out of the wedding room and rushed outside.

Once out of the room.

The sound of the horn and suona is getting louder and louder.

He even saw that the yard was filled with red round tables one after another, and the tables were full of wine and vegetables.

Lan Xiang glanced at it.

He saw many dishes above, such as braised lion head... but it looked like eyes dripping with blood,

For example, stewed tofu with cabbage is like a steamed human brain.

A wave of vomit welled up from his chest.

Lan Xiang shifted his gaze, his eyes swept away,

I found out that the guests who participated in the wedding banquet beside the wine tables were actually vermilion coffins standing upright!

Lan Xiang's scalp became numb.

Who is he going to marry?

No, who is the original bride going to marry!

Wouldn't it be marrying a dead person?

in the middle,

Several musicians were playing trumpets and suonas.

Lan Xiang looked over and saw the musicians playing trumpets and suonas, but their appearances were very scary, some had broken arms, some had missing legs,

They bent over, tilted their heads, the corners of their mouths were split open, and blood spurted out of the trumpets and suonas during the playing.

This dream disaster...

It's really a little scary.

Lan Xiang swallowed his saliva, shook his hand, and a mirror appeared in his hand.

This is the high-quality taboo device that Sun Yaohai lent him!

Lan Xiang intends to activate the taboo device, intending to rush out of this mansion!

"Brother Xiang."

Suddenly,

Behind Lan Xiang, a shout came, a familiar voice let Lan Xiang know who it was, Sun Zhe.

This made a look of joy appear on his face.

"Sun Zhe, it's just in time for us to join forces...!!!"

Lan Xiang looked back at Sun Zhe, and before he could say the word "hand" together, he completely froze.

He bowed his head,

A daze appeared in his eyes,

A sharp thread pierced through the front of his chest, still dripping blood.

That was the dagger in Sun Zhe's hand.

It is indeed a brother...

If you say insert a dagger, insert a dagger.

Then, Lan Xiang discovered that Sun Zhe was wearing... a groom's costume!

There is also a big red flower hanging on his chest!

Sun Zhe nodded, cocked his mouth, and smiled.

So, what is it that Lao Tzu wants to marry you, Sun Zhe?

Lan Xiang's mentality almost collapsed.

This dream disaster...is it so disgusting?

"Ma'am, it's time to worship."

Sun Zhe looked at Lan Xiang and said with a crooked smile.

Lan Xiang was stunned for a moment, and vaguely, he felt something was wrong.

This is not Sun Zhe! ! !

Boom!

Lan Xiang coughed up blood in his mouth, stretched out his hand to point between his eyebrows, and immediately the dream spirit swept through.

He unleashed the special ability "Soul Control".

Sun Zhe, who wanted to stab a few more times, suddenly froze. He drew out his dagger and stabbed him in the neck.

Blood spurted out,

Sprinkled it on Lan Xiang's face.

However, the smile on Sun Zhe's face was still the same, and the corners of his mouth were still crooked.

"Madam, it's time to worship..."

Sun Zhe said.

Lan Xiang's face was ugly, and he coughed up blood constantly. Using his soul-controlling ability, he controlled Sun Zhe to keep stabbing himself in the neck.

In the end, the entire head was chopped off.

However, Sun Zhe's head was still laughing and he said, "Madam, it's time to worship."

Lan Xiang is going crazy.

He understands.

This Sun Zhe is not Sun Zhe,

This is a dead person!

What he wants to marry is not a living person at all!

Lan Xiang took a few steps back and crashed into the yard. Holding the mirror of the taboo device, he didn't have time to bite the blood on his fingers and lift the ban.

Those who participated in the banquet, that is, the coffins, smashed the lids to the ground.

After making a muffled sound,

In the coffin, one after another walking corpse-like figures walked out one after another.

These walking dead are dressed in different clothes and have different identities.

Some are bridesmaids, some are matchmakers, some are village widows, some are old men pushing carts...

But, without exception,

These people all look hideous.

Lan Xiang's chest was constantly spraying blood. He gritted his teeth and continued to use his soul-controlling ability.

However, he only had time to control three or four guests.

The other guests swarmed up and pressed Lan Xiang down. The widow in the mountain village where the minced meat was falling took the opportunity to wipe off the oil and pinched Lan Xiang's buttocks.

Then, he was escorted to the front of the hall.

Lan Xiang struggled constantly, trembling with fright, but he couldn't break free at all.

On the other hand, Sun Zhe's head is bouncing around, his mouth is crooked, and he smiles~www.mtlnovel.com~ I pray, I pray..."

Lan Xiang's tears couldn't stop flowing.

please do not be like this,

He doesn't want to go to church,

He's a man, he can't go to church with a man!

"Why is my luck so bad? Why did I suddenly encounter the most taboo red embroidered shoes in this dream disaster?"

Lan Xiang was desperate.

Could it be that he will be eliminated in the first round?

Boom.

He was pinned to the ground and fell to his knees.

In front of it is a huge red candle and a huge "囍" character.

As if the trumpet and suona from the underworld resounded again,

Beside him, Sun Zhe's head was bouncing up and down, with a big red flower that seemed to be dripping blood.

The big red lid fell from the sky and covered his head again.

Suddenly,

At the moment when Lan Xiang was covered with the red hijab, he vaguely caught a glimpse of something among the group of walking corpses pressing him down.

He straightened up abruptly, pulled off the red hijab, and turned to look.

Among the walking dead.

On the main table of the wedding banquet in the high hall.

Du Fang, wearing a black trench coat, sat quietly, tilted his head, and smiled at him who was worshiping.

Lan Xiang felt incredible for a while, and his whole body trembled.

this is not……

The newcomer of Wildfire, Du Fang?

Then,

Lan Xiang saw Du Fang's lips slightly open, and slowly opened his mouth,

Send him a very sincere... blessing.

"It takes one hundred years to cultivate together to cross the boat, and one thousand years to seek common sleep."

"I wish you happiness."

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