She couldn't help but say in a little disappointed voice: "I just said, when I was taking photos, everyone was so ugly, but Xiao Zhao looked so beautiful."

Still a human.

Often the most beautiful ones are the most problematic.

Xiang Kui and Xiangyang's brothers also understood at this moment, but they were a little shocked: "Captain, if what you said is true, then the formation of UCT in the field world you entered before will have a reason?"

But uct is something that has existed for unknown long, and even history is earlier than that of humans.

So what reasons are human ucts formed?

"It cannot be ruled out and cannot be confirmed. There is no more evidence to prove it. For the time being, this world can only be proved." Di Nanchao frowned slightly and looked at the coffin board that had just been lifted.

Song Jing felt that if the story was true, then Xiao Zhao's desperate mood at that time would be completely understandable.

She was forced to marry a dead man, even on the night of her marriage.

It is said that such people often have the greatest resentment, but Xiao Zhao should have been an ordinary person at that time, otherwise she would not have been killed.

Could it be that the resentment before his death was too strong, just as Di Nanchao said, attracted some nearby UCT and combined it with her?

That's not right. Don't UCT need to kill people? How could it help Xiao Zhao avenge and let her integrate into the world?

With these questions in mind, when Song Jing was about to say something, a voice came from outside. Di Nanchao pressed his hand on Song Jing and whispered: "The plot needs it, and you may have to be wronged for a while."

Song Jing: "Dare you ask what this means?"

Di Nanchao's eyes were deep: "My guess, I think you need to follow the plot. It's not for no reason that she lets you become a bride. You go back to the coffin first, because what is said outside is that the auspicious time has come, and you probably want to get married."

Song Jing: “…”

No, your father doesn't want to!

Despite the roaring inside, Song Jing still had to agree. The other two team members were at least humans. Xiang Kui, who was a little worried, said again: "Will it have any impact on Miss Song?"

The Emperor Nan Dynasty was ruthless: "No, Jian Nuo is outside too."

He asked Song Jing to lie back to the coffin. Song Jing felt that his deadline was approaching and asked him seriously: "Then you came here to say a few words to me, why didn't you wait until after getting married?"

Di Nanchao's lips frivolously: "Just let you relax. We are all nearby, so don't worry."

The man's smile is so bewitching, just like Song Jing was confused by Xiao Zhao's beauty before.

With this idea, she lay back into the coffin unwillingly.

Di Nanchao took out a knife and stabbed a hole in the coffin board. He didn't know what material the knife was. It was extremely sharp and easily penetrated the coffin.

His voice sounded: "So you are not afraid of suffocation."

Song Jing: “…”

I really thank you for your thoughtfulness.

Just as the coffin board was about to be covered, Song Jing struggled and said, "I'm not considered marrying anymore, I'm still a single dog!"

The voice of the Emperor Nan Dynasty couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, we all know."

Xiang Kui and Xiangyang were both a little surprised, thinking that Song Jing's heart was really big, and ordinary girls should not be scared to death.
Chapter completed!