The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Chapter 1930: My male god is the ghost king 60

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Suppressing a smile, he praised.

As soon as Luo Liyan heard him say this, the serious expression on his face immediately dissipated, and he turned into a thief, and then moved his head closer.

"So do you feel that you have such a slight liking for me now?" She stretched out her hand to make a distance of less than one centimeter on her index finger.

"What do you think?" Ke Chonghao chuckled, feeling that the little guy in front of him had finally succeeded in giving himself a step down.

There's no need for him to be here in Beng, fearing that she would guess his true identity all day long.

In fact, it doesn't matter if she guessed it, as long as she doesn't confirm with her system, then the soul fragments in her world will not dissipate.

But if the soul fragment dissipated, it would never be possible to get it back again.

Therefore, even if it is a small, small piece of soul fragment, it will not cause major damage to her fusion back to the real world, and Ke Chonghao feels that he has no way to gamble.

"I think..." Luo Liyan raised her head triumphantly, and then said suddenly, "You should like me quite a bit, otherwise why would you come to help me without even asking for it!"

"Helping you is also helping me!" Ke Chonghao withdrew his gaze and fixedly looked at the flagpole. "The suppressed things here are very beneficial to me!"

In fact, the spirit body of the ghost king that I am controlling now came to the ground to swallow the suppressed ghost cultivator in this school at the moment it was released, so as to improve my ability.

He never thought about getting married in the dark, let alone managing the life and death of this group of humans.

After all, only when the power of that ghost cultivator is strong enough to shatter the seal is the strongest.

But since his little guy can't wait for that time, then he naturally doesn't need to care about the ghost king's original intentions.

When Luo Liyan heard the word "Dabu", she just felt a gust of wind blowing, and even Ke Chonghao's handsome face, which was very suitable for her taste, became terrifying and hideous.

She swallowed her saliva, looked away with some fear, and kept touching around the flag-raising platform with her hands.

Because Xiaoliuzi said that this agency is related to the mission, it can't break the rules and tell him directly, so Luo Liyan can only bite the bullet and find it by himself.

But after touching it half a circle, Ke Chonghao squeezed her hand into his own.

"There's no need to be so troublesome!" He pulled Luo Liyan to the front of the flag raising platform.

Pressing down on the edge of the marble with one hand, with a little force, Luo Liyan heard the sound of the stone slabs rubbing against each other.

The flag raising platform was pushed open a small opening like a coffin lid.

Thick black air rushed out from inside.

Luo Liyan never thought that this ghost cultivator was already so fierce, and it was obviously too late to hide, so he gritted his teeth, intending to forcibly withstand the attack of this cloud of ghost energy.

But the moment she closed her eyes, she suddenly fell into a cold embrace.

That clear and cold breath carried a somewhat familiar taste, before Luo Liyan could think about it, Ke Chonghao had already let go of himself.

"Don't get distracted! Although I don't pay attention to this ghost cultivator, this is the old lair where it has been imprisoned for nearly a hundred years. There may be some trap inside!" Ke Chonghao said a little harshly.