Because after some of Jiang Ming's memory and judgment, my love for Murong Yan became deeper.

At the same time, I feel lucky for the encounter between me.

But I feel sorry for the encounter between me.

Because this is what Murong Yan promised to endure the erosion of the river in the Wangchuan River for three hundred years.

Although, she was rescued by ghost eyes and did not really fall into the river.

But she could make such a choice for me.

However, all of this was exploited by the Ghost Eye Cult.

Murong Yan completely became a chess piece in the hands of the Ghost Eye Cult.

Thinking of this, I felt a little angry.

But now, I can't do anything.

The only thing you can do now is to endure and continue to hide.

Wait for the opportunity and escape from here in one fell swoop.

Take a deep breath, continue sitting on the chair, looking out the window in a daze.

I dare not make any other movements in the room, nor do I dare to make unnecessary noises, I am afraid to attract the attention of others.

As for the "big wedding" five days later, I don't care too much.

A group of demons held a wedding for me and Murong Yan, and I would not feel any sense of blessing or happiness.

Besides, it’s still a little bit whether Murong Yan has recovered his mind now.

In this way, in the next few days, I pretended to be aware of it every day and waited for Ding Wuji to appear again every day.

But when I passed through the window, I found that the entire ghost eye cult was decorated with lights and full of joy.

Obviously, this is a wedding.

Time flies, and the fifth day is coming.

Tomorrow is the time for the wedding.

That night, the two ghost-eyed maids, Dashuang and Xiaoshuang, brought medicinal soup and supper again.

At the same time, I would like to congratulate me on my wedding tomorrow.

I ignored her and just sat there.

But at this moment, the two of them suddenly trembled.

The whole person seemed to have lost his mind in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the opening of the big double machinery:

"Ding Fan, the time has come to escape..."

When I heard this, my heart trembled violently.

Although the voice was still loud, the tone was very similar to Ding Wuji.

I was ready to look back, but the disguise and deliberation for several days kept me impulsively.

No sound or movement, but he still listened silently.

"Tomorrow, the hour of Hai, wait for the Ghost Eyes Cult to get drunk.

You took Murong Yan to the arena and I'll wait for you there.

Then, I have a way to send you two away..."

After hearing this, I can be sure that this should be Ding Wuji.

His ability should be puppet technique.

He must have controlled the big double and the small double, so he talked to me.

Thinking of this, I did not continue to disguise, but turned to the big two paths in front of me:

"Ding Wuji, I can't just leave like that."

The big couple's expression did not change at all, and they were still expressionless, with their eyes wide open:

"What do you think?"

"I have to take them away in the prison..."

"No, there are as many as fifty-one decent people in the prison.

Among them, there are many people with severe injuries and mobility difficulties.

Take them with you, the goal is too huge, you can't escape from here at all."

Ding Wuji continued to speak and directly denied my thoughts.

But I seem very persistent:

"Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. Since there is a possibility of escaping, you have to take a try.

Moreover, I had a few items that were left in the prison and I had to get them back..."

My tone was firm and there was no room for maneuver.

Ding Wuji seemed to be silent for a little while, and finally sighed:

"Try it! Now you sit down, I'm going to finish my work..."

Hearing this, I hurriedly turned around and sat down again.

Suddenly, Big Double and Small Double shudders shuddered again.

Next, the two of them came back.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, looked around with only any changes, and did not feel any doubt.

It was like blinking myself.

She didn't stop for too long, and said she took her leave and left.

But my heart was already extremely excited.

Tomorrow is the opportunity to escape.

At the hour of Hai, that is, from nine to eleven o'clock in the evening.

Then, I began to recall the route Yanxiao took me to the arena before.

Recalling every detail, every building, and every passage in detail.

Information is limited, so I have to be fully prepared.

This day passed quickly.

The wedding day finally arrived.

Today, the entire Ghost Eye Cult is getting lively.

Many demons gathered together and all the reigning prince celebrated their wedding.

But what is more accurate is to celebrate the seal being opened and the ghost eyes are being released.

Because as the demonic Taoist in the Ghost Eye General Hall, many of them are ghost eye survivors, and they know more or less internal information.

After knowing that I was married, I was about to offer sacrifices.

When the seal is opened, the ghost eyes will come to the world. Who else in this world can block their ghost eyes cult?

As for my life and death, no one will pay attention to it.

Many people call me "the prince" on the surface, but they look at me behind their backs.

I think I am a white Taoist priest and their hostile enemy.

Even if the prince is reincarnated, it cannot change their deep-rooted concepts.

Early this morning, big and small pairs appeared and brought me a wedding dress to put on.

Very traditional clothing, not suits and tie.

It is a big red flower in Tang suit, full of joy.

After putting on my clothes, I waited in the house for two hours.

Finally, he was taken away from here by Big Shuang Xiao Shuang and a group of demons, saying that he was going to the main hall to pay tribute.

I followed me mechanically, from beginning to end, without saying a single word.

Walking out of the house, there was a tall horse wearing a big red flower.

There is also a big red sedan chair.

I climbed up the horse and went to welcome the bride.

On the way, no one communicated with me.
To be continued...