As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ming's cold eyes narrowed, and An Hun's whole body emitted a dark red light.
The aperture narrowed little by little, trapping her tightly in it.
"Ghost... Ghost King..." She pressed her neck, her eyes seemed to pop out.
All ghosts know that if you die in the City of Ten Thousand Ghosts, you will never have the chance to go to the Hall of Hell and receive no public trial.
Murong Ming treated An Hun in an almost extremely cruel way, and also told everyone about Luo Qingchen's status in her heart.
No one can match her, including himself.
With just a 'bang' sound, An Hun was so easily wiped out in front of her.
He used his absolute power to do what he felt was right.
Because Mengyuan failed to catch up with her reincarnation tonight, Murong Ming changed her birthday and asked her to stay in Wangui City for one night.
Dong'er burned a pot of wine, a wine unique to Wangui City that both humans and ghosts can drink.
Mengyuan was very excited because the person sitting opposite her was Murong Ming, and the two people around her were a shining light that warmed her dark life.
"This glass of wine is for my male god!" She slowly raised the glass, handed the crushed blue lily to her and said, "Thank you for what you said to me on the Naihe Bridge."
At that time, Murong Ming had just experienced the grief of life and death. After returning to the underworld, he saw Meng Yuan for the first time, and with a flick of his right hand, he learned about her past life.
At that time, when he walked across the Naihe Bridge, he said something to him: "Everyone has a different identity. Maybe your sister also envies you."
It was because of such words that Murong Ming showed her her sister's thoughts.
Her sister has been frail and sick since she was a child. Because her strength has absorbed the nutrients her sister deserves, this birth is an unfair weight.
My younger sister wants to be like her elder sister. When she is happy, she can run around outside, eat food she likes when she sees it, and run after people she likes...
But reality gave the frail sister a naked blow. Her health was too poor. I can only stay at home almost every day, and I can't stop breathing if I walk more than two steps.
When she saw a gentle scholar coming to play with Meng Yuan, her heart felt like it was being pulled together.
She had all kinds of care from her parents, but no other people's love and care.
There are gains and losses in this world, and this is the cycle of cause and effect.
Murong Ming nodded and drank the wine glass in his hand.
Mengyuan smiled, very happily. She poured herself another glass of wine, looked at Luo Qingchen and said: "This glass of wine is dedicated to sister Qingchen, thank you for letting me know that a woman can be very strong. The heart must be strong enough to no longer be an enemy." Lower your head in front of me!”
Her appearance changed her deep-rooted thoughts of cowardice, fear, and vulnerability.
One day in the future, she hopes that she can be reincarnated into someone like Luo Qingchen. Go for what you want without fear or retreat.
Luo Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly as she was about to pick up the wine glass. Murong Ming took it without hesitation, drank it all and said, "She is not a ghost after all, so try not to drink it."
"Haha—" Mengyuan seemed a little drunk. She squinted her eyes and smiled sweetly: "Meng Yuan has never seen the Ghost King pampering someone so much. I'm really... so envious."
"Meng Yuan, you drank too much—" Luo Qingchen looked at the tears she shed unconsciously, and suddenly felt a little sad.
A sixteen-year-old woman has never received love or enjoyed love. (To be continued)