Chapter 1172: Funeral
"Miss ......" Zhuohua almost choked up, stood behind Tao Yao, looked at her in the mirror, and looked at her unrecognizable face.
How long will you be able to deceive yourself?
What a favor this is!
The long eyebrows fly obliquely on the forehead like a demon, the ink spots are like tears under the eyes, the face is coated with white pulp, the lips are dotted with purple paste, the cheeks are fluttering with gray and blue powder, the cheeks are painted with cobwebs, the long hair is scattered and half covers the face, no beads are used, and the forehead is wrapped in white silk, living like a demon.
Even the dragon who applied makeup for Tao Yao, the top disguiser of the Netherworld Temple, known as the ghost-faced holy hand, couldn't help but sigh, his son-in-law, his heart is really big, and he made such a scary ghost bride, when the cave room was full of candles...... How do you do it......
If you can kiss it like this, the taste is really not ordinary......
"Miss, the prince is not allowed to bring Xipa, but he didn't say that he is not allowed to wear a light veil, so I'll find a veil for you to cover it. Zhuohua lowered his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at Tao Yao again.
"He didn't allow me to cover the Hippa because he wanted to see me sooner. Do something that is an eyesore. Tao Yao looked at herself in the mirror calmly, still expressionless, with a faint expression, as if there was no sadness, no joy, no anger or anger.
In fact, she didn't know that Shuyi just wanted her to show her face all the way, be ridiculed, and lose face.
The calmer Tao Yao was, the more frightened Zhuohua became.
There seems to be a mountain rain coming.
"It's coming, it's coming, look, the kiss is coming. ”
Listening to the noise outside the house, Tao Yao clenched her palms, and the cold sweat of her palms wet the cuffs layer after layer.
Is he really here?
It's good to come, she is not afraid of humiliation, but she is afraid that he will not come.
The onlookers exclaimed in unison and then fell silent in unison, as if it was not ......
Who is this mighty journey?
Who happens to have a funeral today?
Who dares to touch the prince's bad luck so blatantly?
In the midst of the noisy discussion and guidance of the crowd in the middle of the road, Dump Junmo rode on a tall horse with black hair shining and shining, with a sacrificial flower made of white silk tied around the horse's neck, followed by two mighty long columns, and there was no end in sight. A row of white clothes, a row of black clothes, a column of persistent mourning sticks, a list of conjuring flags, in the middle of which there are four people with cow and horse masks, carrying a sedan chair, like a long coffin, the body of the sedan chair is pitch black, and the surroundings are wrapped in white silk.
Everyone took a closer look, and the two columns of people and horses were all not dusty, floating in the air, fluttering, like ghosts.
Two columns of floating ghosts came all the way with dog blood, blood splashed everywhere, blood dripping, and the onlookers on both sides of the road were so frightened that they retreated again and again, avoiding them, and the timid ones were already crying in fright.
This strange scene makes people feel like they have seen a ghost in the daytime.
The ghostly pick-up horse stopped in front of the Winning Hall, still floating in the void, and his shoes did not touch the ground.
Tilting Junmo looked up at the plaque in front of the house, did not dismount, raised his sleeves and waved his hand, and immediately a secret guard appeared, holding a slender peach wood branch, from the main entrance of the Wending Hall to the front of Taoyao's boudoir.
"Set fire!" With an order, Dump Junmo finally felt that the long-lost majesty was back, which made him enjoy it very much.
Sitting on a tall horse, he proudly commanded a group of top masters, and wantonly set fire to the murder in broad daylight.
Seeing that the fire spread from the main gate all the way to the cabinet, Dump Junmo was not ashamed of bullying people at all, but shouted, "Please bride!"
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