"I am the black and white envoy of Wangui City. I am naturally qualified to prevent her from seeing the Ghost King!" An Hun nodded slightly and saw a red light flashing in the sky. "I tell you, I am not only qualified to prevent her from seeing the Ghost King." , I am still qualified to send you to the eighteenth level of hell!"
The anger that had been suppressed just now can finally burst out at this moment, the time is just right.
Someone is coming soon...
"Funny." Luo Qingchen narrowed his eyes coldly, looked directly at her with a faint cold light in his deep eyes, and said word by word, "If you have the ability, come on!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she spread her jade-folding fan, showing no fear of the so-called messenger of black and white in front of her.
For some reason, she was extremely displeased when she first saw this so-called black and white messenger. Girls have a very strong sixth sense, so this person is definitely not a good person.
"Wha—" The next second, An Hun jumped up and attacked her with his bare hands.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she waved her jade-folding fan, using the power of the Netherworld Ring to suddenly attack in her direction.
In the flash of lightning, she was about to use the exquisite ring on her right hand to seal the position where she wanted to dodge.
She actually ran straight into it, and the Netherworld Ring's power was so great that it flew her several meters away.
All the ghosts around him took a breath, and Luo Qingchen frowned, with slight confusion in his eyes.
The so-called Black and White Messenger should have been able to dodge the blow just now.
It was precisely because of this that she wanted Linglong Ring to seal the road, but she didn't expect her attack to hit her directly.
Before she could figure it out, a cold wind was blowing all around, the wind flow was extremely fast, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly.
At this moment, her heart suddenly trembled, and a mist instantly appeared in her eyes.
Why did this feeling feel so familiar to her.
"Oops, the Ghost King is here. Girl, get behind me and I will bear all the responsibility." Meng Yuan pulled her suddenly and clenched her fist tightly to stop her hands from shaking.
Dong'er hurriedly stood up and stood in front of her, and held Meng Yuan's hand tightly and said: "Don't be afraid, at worst, your soul will be gone. I also committed suicide. When we are human beings, we are not even afraid of death. In the end, There’s nothing to fear from ghosts!”
Her life was so miserable, her husband ran away with someone else. Then he was deceived and sold into a brothel. At that time, she was not willing to be humiliated, so she set fire to herself.
What's ridiculous is that **'s mother has become a dead soul buried with her. She has already been sent to the eighteenth level of hell and will never be reincarnated.
"Well -" Mengyuan took a deep breath, nodded heavily and said, "I'm not afraid. As long as Sister Dong'er is here, I'm not afraid of anything!"
Dong'er was probably the first time Mengyuan felt the existence of love, but friendship can also be family love.
At this moment, her hands no longer trembled, she held her head high and faced the hypocritical black and white messenger, the supreme ghost king.
Never step back...
Luo Qingchen chuckled and thought these two ghosts were cute. The two of them couldn't help but remind her of the five sisters she had met in the imperial mausoleum. They always liked to call her girl girl...
But at the last moment, she failed to save their souls. After all, she couldn't help them.
Yama, the Ten Palaces, travels in the ghost realm, and thousands of ghosts approach the city, forever and ever.
The next second, a burst of dark light flashed across. A familiar figure appeared in front of her. He narrowed his eyes lazily and his fingertips trembled slightly. (To be continued)