Chapter 692: 692
Although the scenery in the dream had changed, he was still at a wedding ceremony .
The style had changed, and the wedding had turned into an ancient Chinese style wedding .
Just like in movies, Song Shuhang was the bridegroom, and was holding a scarlet red string made of flowers in his hand .
The bride, whose face was covered with an old-style red bridal veil,
was holding the other end of the red string .
Under the instructions of the person managing the wedding, husband and wife bowed to heaven and earth, to their parents, and finally to each other .
Afterward, the bridegroom stepped forward, and raised the red veil on the bride's face .
While raising the red veil, Song Shuhang had already clenched his other fist, ready to strike . If the person behind the veil was still True Monarch White Crane, he would immediately punch it in the face without any hesitation whatsoever!
But contrary to his expectations, the person behind the veil wasn't True Monarch White Crane . The figure behind the veil had a pretty face, black hair, a small nose, and a face that always had a smile plastered on it . . . it was Soft Feather .
Song Shuhang secretly heaved a sigh of relief . As long as the bride wasn't a bald person or True Monarch White Crane, it was fine .
Nevertheless, he found it somewhat strange that the bride in the dream turned out to be Soft Feather .
The relationship between Soft Feather and him hadn't reached this level yet . For Soft Feather, he was just 'Senior Song', and nothing more .
But as long as the person behind the veil wasn't True Monarch White Crane, the dream wasn't too bad .
Just as this thought flashed through Song Shuhang's mind, Soft Feather opened her mouth and spoke .
What happened next almost made Shuhang kneel to the ground!
Soft Feather's voice wasn't her usual sweet voice, but that of a middle-aged man . "Wahahaha! Little friend Song, not even in your dreams will you marry my daughter!"
After saying this much, Soft Feather's appearance changed, and turned into that of a handsome middle-aged man . "The effects of my shapeshifting brooch are pretty good, aren't they? Not even the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group can see through it—regardless of how carefully they observe!"
After briefly glancing at the handsome face of the man, Song Shuhang didn't hesitate and waved his iron fist, punching the man in the face!
As expected, it was still a nightmare . In addition, it was even scarier than the one with True Monarch White Crane earlier!
After he punched, the nightmare was shattered to pieces again . . .
Then, just like the last time, the scenery in the dream changed .
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This time, he was inside the room of a modern house .
Song Shuhang calmly sat on the edge of the bed .
Since he had already experienced something similar twice, he quickly inspected the goods in the surrounding area and the clothing he was wearing .
This time, there didn't seem to be anything unusual in the room, and even his clothes were very ordinary .
Song Shuhang heaved a sigh of relief . From the looks of it, there wasn't any stupid wedding or bride this time around .
Just as Song Shuhang was in deep thoughts, the door of the room was pushed open .
In the next moment, a pekingese that was standing up like a person came in while wearing a suit, its expression grave .
Afterward, the pekingese revealed a smile, and said, "Dear, I've made you wait for a long time . As the saying goes: one minute in a night of rendezvous is worth a thousand pieces of gold . Tonight is the day of our big marriage . Don't put on that grave face and smile a bit, alright? Why don't you show me your beautiful smile, or perhaps you want me to smile at you?"
F*ck you and your smile! Doudou, go to hell!
Song Shuhang wielded his iron fist of justice and hammered the face of the pekingese .
The dreamland was shattered to pieces again .
In the next moment, the scene changed again .
This time, Song Shuhang found himself in a primitive society . He was wearing animal skin and using the stone axe in his hand to cut some wood .
It was already his fourth time entering a dreamland . . . during the previous three times, the dreamland was related to 'marriage' . Song Shuhang felt that there was something wrong about this whole situation . Was his fourth dream also going to be related to 'marriage'?
Even if he was unconscious in the real world and was having a nightmare, it was impossible to dream about the same subject three times in a row! Moreover, the three weddings were one worse than the other!
What was happening was too scary even for the standard of nightmares!
Song Shuhang wondered if there was someone or something influencing his dreams .
Perhaps one of the seniors was playing a prank on him?
Anyway, he had turned into a primitive man this time . Therefore, the dream shouldn't be about 'marriage' or 'wedding ceremonies', right? After all, primitive men didn't have wedding ceremonies and the like .
Just as he was in deep thoughts, Song Shuhang saw a figure approaching from afar .
The figure had a petite build and shoulder-length hair . Even if she was wearing animal skin, she still looked very pretty .
It was Su Clan's Sixteen!
Su Clan's Sixteen was currently holding a huge club in her hand, the type that gave one goosebumps . Her bright and piercing eyes were staring at Song Shuhang, full of aggressiveness!
Song Shuhang immediately got a bad feeling .
Speaking of primitive men and wedding ceremonies . . . Song Shuhang remembered about a funny animated cartoon .
Whenever the primitive men in the cartoon found their beloved one, they would grab a club and strike them unconscious, dragging them into their caves . This was the 'wedding ceremony' of those primitive men .
The distant Su Clan's Sixteen seemed to be itching to get into action .
She was looking at Song Shuhang as though she was looking at her prey . She even had that huge club in her hand . . . she wasn't planning to beat up him up and render him unconscious, right?
" . . . " Song Shuhang .
What kind of idiotic dream is this!
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I'm going to flip the table! I refuse to play this game any further! Which bored senior of the Nine Provinces Number One Group decided to play this prank on me?
If it was a joke, it has gone too far by now!
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