Luo Qingchen never expected that Murong Ming could completely ignore everyone around him...
Oh no, all the ghosts' eyes directly kissed her at this moment.
She panicked and wanted to run away, but he tightened her waist harder, and his hot kiss became more domineering.
At this moment, all the ghosts around were dumbfounded.
Of course, this also includes the so-called seriously injured Requiem.
She almost stared at Murong Ming with her eyes filled with deathly silence and despair.
A man she thought she could never get close to,
A man she thought was indifferent to everything,
A man she thought that whoever he could say a word to would be a special man...
He actually kissed a strange woman almost crazily in front of all the ghosts in Wangui City.
"You kept me waiting for a long time..." After a long time, he slowly let go of her, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear.
"How long?" Luo Qingchen frowned, a little confused.
"Well..." He tightened his arms and said in a trembling voice: "I miss you so much..."
Didn't she just leave for a day? Why would Murong Ming talk for a long time
The underworld and the human world are not in a parallel time and space. The host has been gone for seven days in the time calculated by the male protagonist!
…
"Is seven days a long time?" Luo Qingchen tugged at the corner of his mouth, rubbed his nose gently, looked at him with red eyes and said: "But I didn't lie! I said I would come back!
"Forget it! A long, long time!" Murong Ming looked at her stubbornly and said, "You won't understand how scared and desperate I am!"
His eyes were red and there were faint tears in the corners of his eyes. Every word he spoke was so sincere, as if he was completely different from the lazy Murong Ming she met for the first time.
"Hiss—" The breathless gazes of the ghosts were deflated at this moment.
Luo Qingchen suddenly realized that there were many ghosts around looking at them.
The next second, she touched her ears in embarrassment, her eyes narrowed and she said, "How can you be the ghost king? I thought you were a ghost servant!"
The Ghost King of the Ten Palaces is such a high official position. He, a fierce ghost wandering in the imperial mausoleum, actually...
"It's a long story." He touched her head and said softly: "Perhaps it can be said that success is a bloody corpse, and defeat is a bloody corpse."
"so… "
"Ghost King..." Luo Qingchen wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a pale-faced An Hun not far away. She pursed her lips and shook her head desperately: "Who is this? The Ghost King has never brought anyone with him. I’ve been to Wangui City, who is this?”
She doesn't believe it, why! Why! Why!
As they kissed, she kept asking herself over and over again why this was happening!
It was obviously her who had accompanied him for hundreds of years, so why could the appearance of a strange woman change the original trajectory of everything!
She doesn't ask for his love, but she can't see her loving others!
"How funny. What is the relationship between the girl and the Ghost King? You can question me?" Dong'er snorted coldly. Seeing An Hun in front of her like this, she felt so happy in her heart!
In an instant, An Hun gritted his teeth and attacked with a flash of dark light in Dong'er's direction.
Luo Qingchen half-squinted her eyes and raised the Netherworld Ring in her left hand, directly knocking back the dark light.
The next second, Murong Ming nervously held her hand, fearing that she would be hurt.
After confirming that she was unharmed, he turned around, his eyes were hazy, and his whole body was filled with chills as he looked at An Hun and said, "She is my wife. As long as I don't die, no one can hurt her. In this world, no one can hurt her. Everyone who hurt her is dead." (To be continued)