Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 43 Truth and Demon

Night falls.

In the mountain valley, it was pitch black, and the autumn rain continued to fall incessantly.

Luo Qingfeng remained standing in front of the grave, seemingly unmoved.

He seemed to be reminiscing about something, or perhaps waiting for something.

Night fell quickly.

A white hue appeared on the eastern horizon.

I don't know when.

Not far behind him, a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere, standing there silently, motionless, just like him.

As dawn broke, the rain subsided slightly.

Luo Qingfeng finally made a move.

He slowly turned around and looked at the frail figure in a bright red robe behind him.

"You did come after all."

His face was unusually calm, but the emotions in his eyes were exceptionally complex.

The frail figure gazed at him quietly for a moment, then spoke softly, "Cousin, what are you doing here? Sister Zhao'er is dead. The past is the past. Can't you forget?"

Luo Qingfeng murmured, "Forgot?"

He shook his head: "I'll never forget it."

Song Wan'er's clothes were soaked through by the rain. She looked at him tenderly and said softly, "Cousin, yesterday was the day you and Wan'er got engaged. Do you remember?"

Then she said softly, "It's alright, we can do it today. Cousin, let's go back with Wan'er and get engaged, okay?"

Luo Qingfeng looked at her with a complicated expression: "It's already come to this, why do you still need to say such things?"

Song Wan'er looked at him pleadingly: "Cousin, Wan'er really wants to be with you. I'm willing to do anything to be with you..."

Luo Qingfeng looked at her with pained eyes: "Including the massacre of all the villagers in Linshan Village, including killing Hei Xiu, killing Zi'er, and causing Zhao'er's death?"

At this point, his lips trembled slightly: "I'm afraid my cousin's wife isn't them anymore, is she?"

Song Wan'er still looked at him pleadingly: "Cousin, you've misunderstood Sister Zhao'er, are you going to misunderstand Wan'er too? Don't you know what kind of person Wan'er is?"

Luo Qingfeng felt a sharp pain in his heart and slowly clenched his fist: "Of course I know what kind of person you are..."

He looked at her with a complex and pained expression, and slowly said, "The day before I was to come to Linshan Village to fetch my bride, you took me out to climb the mountain under the pretext of offering incense and praying for blessings. Taking advantage of my weakness and exhaustion that night, you created nightmares for me, making me uneasy and suspicious of Zhao'er... On the day of the wedding, all the villagers of Linshan Village had already been killed by you and that demon. You accompanied me into the village and created illusions for me, making me carry a corpse... I was indeed frightened, and became even more suspicious and uneasy about my bride..."

"Then, after I brought Zhao'er back, you created even more nightmares and things that shocked and bewildered me... As the day of my wedding with Zhao'er drew closer, Hei Xiu died, and Zi'er died too... If I hadn't abandoned Zhao'er by then, I'm afraid... Ping'er, my cousin, and my cousin's wife would have died as well..."

"Your goal is to make me doubt Zhao'er, fear Zhao'er, hate Zhao'er... Or perhaps, you simply enjoy my fear and hatred..."

"Of course, you also drugged me beforehand, entered my body, and sealed my memories of Zhao'er... You probably wanted to erase them completely, right? Or you wanted to erase all my memories, but you didn't succeed..."

"Zhao'er is dead, and I no longer have nightmares. Then I started having erotic dreams, dreams about you. You keep tempting me..."

"Every time you made me chicken soup, meat broth, or any kind of soup, didn't you put your poison and other drugs in it? The soil in the corner has turned black, and the flowers on it have died..."

"Every time you come near me, my heart races, my body heats up, and I long to become one with you... You're too hasty, too eager... Zhao'er is dying..."

"I heard you hitting Ping'er..."

"When you went to the shop during the day, I visited your little courtyard. There were many flowers blooming and some trees planted there, but nothing alive was there, not even an ant... It's a pity that Hei Xiu ran away when it saw you, and I didn't notice..."

Luo Qingfeng spoke slowly, his expression gradually changing from complex to calm, as if he had no emotions at all.

"So, you're not Wan'er anymore, you haven't been for a long time."

A cool mountain breeze blew by, sweeping away a few pieces of paper offerings in front of the grave. They spun a few times in mid-air before slowly drifting down.

Silence fell before the grave, a deathly silence.

for a long time.

Song Wan'er spoke softly, "Cousin, Wan'er only wants to marry you. Please come back and marry me, okay?"

Luo Qingfeng looked at her coldly: "I will not marry you. I love Zhao'er and will only marry her. I have never loved you, so how could I possibly marry you?"

Song Wan'er's lips began to tremble: "Cousin, but you said you were willing to marry Wan'er..."

Luo Qingfeng said coldly, "That was a lie."

Song Wan'er's dark eyes suddenly turned red, and she said in a trembling voice, "Why did you lie to Wan'er? Why?"

Luo Qingfeng did not reply.

Song Wan'er suddenly burst into tears: "Cousin, Wan'er did all this for you. Wan'er loves you, loves every emotion you have. From the first day you entered this house, Wan'er loved you. Whether you're happy, sad, worried, or anxious, Wan'er loves all your emotions, loves them all so much... Wan'er wants to be with you, wants to be one with you, wants you to want Wan'er every day... What's wrong with that? Why? Why can't you say yes to Wan'er?"

"Will you promise Wan'er?"

Luo Qingfeng's gaze was icy, and he remained silent.

Song Wan'er suddenly burst into tears. Her lips gradually cracked, and her pink cheeks, which were covered with rouge, were suddenly covered with black cracks, like black earthworms crawling on them...

Her voice suddenly became hoarse, and her face turned venomous and ferocious: "Why? Why are you forcing me? What have I done wrong to you? What do I lack compared to her? Why won't you give yourself to me?"

Her scarlet eyes suddenly filled with bloodthirsty madness, and her fangs grew rapidly!

"I hate you! I hate you all..."

She cried as she spoke, then suddenly let out a hoarse roar, and charged at him with a frenzied expression.

"boom!"

Luo Qingfeng's fist, which had been gathering all his strength, slammed into her chest.

Her frail body was sent flying backward, landing awkwardly in the mud behind her, splashing mud and water everywhere.

She grinned widely, rising from the ground, her body swelling as she rasped with madness and greed, "You are mine! Everything about you is mine! You are mine alive, and you are mine dead! I will make you a part of me!"

She suddenly roared and charged at me again!

Luo Qingfeng threw another punch, the flashing fist light accompanied by a whistling wind that cut through the air!

"Bang!"

This time, however, it was he who flew out.

Having already transformed into a demon, Song Wan'er glared at him with a ferocious expression: "You've been secretly cultivating? But what's the use? You can't beat me. You're a scholar; you should stay home and study properly, and be loving with me..."

After saying that, he suddenly darted over and stabbed at his heart with a claw!

Luo Qingfeng dodged to the side and threw another punch, but the monster's other claw suddenly grabbed his back!

Sharp nails instantly pierced the skin and muscles on his back, trying to penetrate his body and reach for his heart!

Luo Qingfeng was startled. He endured the pain, spun around suddenly, pulled out her claws, and then punched her hard in the face before rolling away to the side.

A spurt of blood shot out from his back.

The intense pain made his vision go black, and he almost fainted.

The monster stood there, its face filled with greed, bringing the flesh and blood clinging to its claws to its mouth. It licked it with its tongue, then grinned, tears streaming down its face, and said, "So delicious..."

Luo Qingfeng stood up from the ground, blood gushing from his back. The pain made his body tremble, his legs went weak, and he could barely stand.

Just a moment ago, his heart was about to be ripped out.

The monster's crimson eyes stared at him, its face contorted with even more bloodlust and greed. Its claws suddenly lengthened again, and it approached him step by step, its狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) expression a mixture of crying and laughing: "Did you poison me? Although my supernatural powers are unusable, these claws can still rip out your heart..."

A sudden tenderness appeared in its eyes, and it said in a hoarse voice, "Cousin, kneel down and beg me. Beg me to spare you, beg me to take you back to get married, beg me to consummate our marriage, beg me... to become one with you. That way, you can still live, wouldn't that be better?"

Luo Qingfeng's fist was covered in blood as he stared at it with icy eyes. The moment it suddenly accelerated and charged at him, he threw a punch!

"Whoosh!"

The white fist light suddenly turned scarlet, and it shot out of his hand with a powerful, penetrating, spinning explosive force, hurtling towards the demon!

"puff!"

It struck the monster squarely in the chest!

The monster froze in place, looked down, and suddenly saw a bloody hole punched into its chest.

The crimson fist energy pierced straight through its body!

It froze for a moment, only to see the blood hole begin to repair itself at a visible speed.

It raised its head, a hint of pity appearing on its face: "I forgot to tell you, my body can regenerate automatically. With your strength, you'll never be able to kill me..."

"You have no choice but to submit to me!"

After the monster finished speaking, it suddenly rushed forward, its two sharp claws like two blades, piercing towards his heart!

Luo Qingfeng hurriedly dodged, and at the same time, a bloody light flashed on his fist as he unleashed another Crimson Thorn!

However, the monster was too fast, and its claws could suddenly turn. Although it did not pierce his heart, it tore a bloody wound in his abdomen.

His crimson thorn struck the monster squarely in the abdomen, piercing through its body.

However, the blood hole on the monster's body quickly repaired itself once again.

Luo Qingfeng passed by him, turned around, clutched his bleeding abdomen, swayed, and was about to collapse.

The pain and blood loss made him weak and dizzy.

The most terrifying thing is that any wound the opponent has seems to heal quickly. In that case, his most powerful Crimson Thorn becomes useless and will instead cause his energy and stamina to be consumed even faster.

The monster seemed to have seen through his exhaustion, and watched him with a mocking gaze, as if a cat were playing with a mouse. Its claws dripped with blood as it walked towards him step by step.

"Why must it be like this? Wouldn't it be better to marry me and spend every day in love and affection? So what if you're a demon? Can't demons enjoy happiness and joy? Are the bodies of demons inferior to those of human women?"

"Marry me, and I can show you a different face every day, wouldn't that be great?"

As it spoke, it tore off its own face, revealing a delicate, youthful face, and let out a hoarse laugh: "Brother Feng, do you still remember Zhao'er?"

The anger in Luo Qingfeng's heart suddenly flared up.

Suddenly, the demon spoke softly again, "Cousin, do you like Sister Zhao'er or Wan'er more? Sister Zhao'er didn't commit suicide, you know. She was burned to death by Wan'er... She was crying for you while being burned alive by Wan'er... Hahahaha..."

"boom!"

Luo Qingfeng's hands flashed with scarlet fist light, and he suddenly darted out like a cheetah, his eyes filled with flames of anger and hatred!

The four stars within him suddenly blazed fiercely, just like the star that once shone in the sky!

(End of this chapter)