Chapter Sixty-Eight: Short

The door opened, and the curtain quickly dodged in.

The softness is that the light shines on the body, and suddenly the chill around the body disappears, and the whole body becomes warm and comfortable.

The curtain also glanced towards the bedroom, and after noticing that the shadow standing behind the light veil had not changed, he immediately turned around and threw down Chang Li, who had just closed the door.

Control this guy first, or let him lift the bride's hijab, and the entire Red-Coated Village will fall into a never-ending reset.

However, things didn't go as smoothly as Makuya expected, Chang Li's level was too much higher than him, even if his whole body was pressed up, there was still a feeling that he would be broken free by the other party at any time.

Makuya gritted his teeth and looked up at the furniture in the house, looking for an attack that would trap Tsuneki.

However, there were only a few tables and chairs in the room, a bookcase, and a dresser, and there was no rope or anything like that.

"Trouble!"

Feeling the strength of the struggle beneath him, Makuya's brows furrowed.

[The curtain was helpless for a while, but since it was a small difficulty for the protagonist, of course it was difficult for him, because he quickly thought of a solution and let Chang Li hit himself with a hammer. 】

"Hammer?"

Hearing the words of the dog's narration, Makuya's eyes lit up, and he had a deep impact on Chang Li's hammer that could fix people.

Immediately, his eyes wandered over the other party, and finally landed on the other party's crotch.

"Looks like it's here."

It's a little... Well, it's nothing, those who become big things are not informal.

Now this situation can't be controlled so much, so he immediately endured the nausea, increased the force of his body to press down, and then leaned towards the opponent's crotch with one free hand.

There was a wound in my finger, and it hurt to death when I touched it, but I had no choice but to endure it.

Wrapped in the hand, no, the touch is not particularly sensitive.

"Huh?"

This is...

The curtain also measured, and then withdrew his hand, looking at the width of his thumb and index finger less than a centimeter, and immediately looked at Chang Li's eyes with a little pity.

This length is even difficult to comfort yourself at night.

No, no!

The curtain also hurriedly shook his head, why did he think about this when he was at stake.

Hurriedly inserted his hand back in, and soon touched a thick and hard thing next to the short thing before.

It's a hammer without a doubt!

Endure the pain in your finger and quickly pull it out.

Insert it into the palm of Chang Li's hand, and then follow the opponent's force, smashing the hammer into the crotch.

At the moment of smashing, Chang Li instantly stopped all movements.

Seeing this scene, he also exhaled, staggered up, subconsciously glanced back at the bedroom, and found that the shadow reflected on the light veil did not react, and then the hanging heart was put down.

In this way, as long as you don't take the initiative to trigger, then the bride won't attack herself.

His biggest concern vanished, and Makuya quickly crouched down and searched for Chang Li, hoping to find a few more useful corrupt things to increase his chances of victory.

Soon he felt a hard object on Chang Li's chest, and after taking it out, he was surprised to find that it was actually the diary that Chang Li had put outside.

"Looks like he chose to take his diary with him last time."

The curtain also frowned as if he had thought of something, and quickly turned to the latest page, and then found that the content recorded on the latest page had indeed disappeared, and it had become the content recorded by Chang Li who had just entered the Red Clothes Village.

Looking at it this way, it is not surprising that Chang Li would enter here.

[Chang Li clearly said that he wouldn't bring the diary in, but he still brought it without telling the curtain, and sure enough, men are all eels. 】

“...”

The curtain didn't pay attention to the dog narration, but continued to look for Chang Li, who was about to face the final boss, and without dozens of corrupt things to protect him, it was really difficult for him to have any sense of security.

However, to his disappointment, Chang Li seemed to have only two corrupt things, a hammer and a diary.

"It's also the patrol captain, and it turns out that I'm poorer than me."

After the curtain also stood up, he kicked Chang Li angrily, if he failed this time, ninety percent of the reason was that this product was too poor.

Putting the diary away, Makuya turned his attention to the furniture in the room.

There are three kinds of furniture, and the style is somewhat like that of the Republic of China.

Makuya stepped forward and searched carefully.

If you can find some useful information, it's the best over there.

The table is a normal table, nothing too special.

The curtain also looked at the closet on the side, and just wanted to reach out to open it, but the action was suddenly frozen in mid-air, and he didn't dare to move forward a bit.

Because just as he was about to touch the closet, suddenly a creepy sensation spread all over his body.

The source of this sensation was clear to him, it was from a strange illness [danger perception].

Makuya stared at the closet, carefully stepping back, there was something in it, and it was dangerous.

[The curtain is still aware of the danger hidden in the closet, and I think he should open it so that he can know how many grooms there are before him.] 】

"Hiss~"

Hearing the dog's narration, the curtain felt a tingling scalp, and immediately took a few steps back, not daring to get close to the wardrobe.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no reaction inside, he was relieved and put his eyes on the dresser.

[It's better not to act rashly about women's things, otherwise even the protagonist may be killed.] 】

“...”

Makuya turned around, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the bedroom.

This can't be touched, that can't be touched, this is still hairy!

He stretched out his hand to lift the light veil, but stopped when he saw that the white cloth on his hand was about to detach.

Take a step back.

Wrap the wound and go back in.

He didn't hold back, but wanted to adjust his condition to the best and then fight.

The two hands were quickly tied by him, turning into two rounded fists.

Makuya tried, and after trying to break free, he took a deep breath and took a step forward.

With the lifting of his arm, the light veil was lifted.

The jet-black hair that seemed to be falling straight down from 3,000 streams came into view.

A faint fragrance enters the tip of the nose.

This made the curtain really rise a kind of illusion that he had become the groom.

But...

Why is my bride so short?

Makuya originally thought that he was ready to deal with all the contingencies, but the other party's height of one meter four at most caught him off guard.

He clearly remembered that in Yan Luo's memory, although the other party was a little petite, how could he say that he also looked like one meter six, how could he become like this?

But before he could figure out the reason, he saw the petite figure in front of him slowly turn around.

The red color appeared, and the plain was wrapped in a wedding dress.

Makuya's pupils contracted, and he only felt a chill rush to his mind.

His eyes began to drift, and his body began to become uncontrollable, as if he had become a puppet manipulated by someone.