Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 119: The ascetic beast god’s beloved little Emperor Ji (50)

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Luo Qingchen just stood on the sacrificial platform and watched, watching Xiying fall into the Hell of Hell, watching countless little ghost dolls rushing towards her body with full of hatred.

She hummed softly, flicked her sleeves, and the entrance to Hell of Hell was slowly closed.

After a long time, she turned her eyes and looked at all the people from the Witch Clan under the sacrificial platform, raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "If you want revenge, come to the Celestial Clan to find me."

After saying that, she closed her eyes slightly, and the pink light disappeared like light smoke.

Then a clear voice came from the sky, and a marrow-cleansing pill dropped in front of the eldest prince and said: "Give it to Suye."

Everyone was stunned, and before they could fully react, the sacrificial platform was already empty.

The next second, Lingxuan chased after her in the direction of her teleportation, with a voice of light blue light.

I saw her landing lightly outside the God-killing Sword Formation in the Star Hall, with the Qingyin Sword lingering around her. In front of this dangerous sword formation, she still had powerful spiritual power, and she never felt the slightest bit of fear.

Just when she was about to step into the God-killing Sword Formation, a Spirit Sacrifice Sword with a light blue light stood in front of her.

Lingxuan's cool voice came from behind: "How could I not bring you with me if I want to break into the God-Slaying Sword Formation—"

"Hmm?" She raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Husband." He smiled lightly.

Luo Qingchen turned around instantly, looked at that peerless face with eyelashes trembling slightly, and said, "Husband?"

When did this happen? Did she forget something that she shouldn't forget

System, system, come out! Stop pretending to be dead!

The Heavenly Clan and the Beast Clan secretly arranged a marriage, and the Heavenly Lord betrothed his will to Lingxian.

Oh my God! When did this happen and why I have no idea!

Does the host still remember the deal Lingshuang said? The deal at that time was about the marriage between Lingxuan, the representative of the Beast Clan, and the Emperor Ji of the Celestial Clan.

My God! Then why didn't you tell me earlier! Tell me if you did it on purpose!

You didn't ask me! The system silently threw the pot away again.

"Looking at the way you suddenly realized it, did you remember it?" Lingxuan looked at her who was a little distracted, with a gentle and doting smile between his eyebrows.

He is still the Luo Qingchen he loves most, no matter when or where.

"Even if you don't get married before, it doesn't count." She pursed her lips slightly and narrowed her beautiful eyes. A faint light emitted from her whole body, her eyebrows were lightly swept, and there was no makeup on her face, but she still couldn't hide her stunning appearance.

It seems that if you take one more look, you will sink forever.

"Qingqing has a different identity, so they all started to dislike me..." Lingxuan walked to her side and gently held her hand. The next second, he jumped directly into the God-killing Sword Formation.

Before Luo Qingchen could react, they were already surrounded by layers of sword formations. Lingxuan lowered his eyebrows, wrapped his hands around her waist and hugged her tightly. The whole body was glowing with blue-pink light, as if all the swordsmen were frightened by their powerful spiritual power and retreated.

Her cheeks turned red instantly, her clear eyes flickered slightly, her pink lips pursed slightly and she said sweetly: "I didn't..."

I meant what I said, but I didn't expect that as an ascetic beast god, he would be so direct.

Lingxuan looked at his shy expression, and felt like thousands of deer pounding in his heart. Her pure and alluring gesture made him no longer able to hold back the restlessness in his body. He gently raised her chin with his right hand, and kissed her pink lips directly with his cold thin lips. (To be continued)