Chapter 1803 The Hell Messenger’s Exclusive Love Appraiser (52)

Jin Rongfeng's voice came to her ears, with an enchanting sound that shocked her heart and soul.

In a trance, she seemed to see everything that happened six hundred years ago.

The original owner at that time was the emperor's most beloved princess, and Du Jiu Sheng at that time was a young man that everyone admired.

The original owner likes him, Jin Rongfeng likes him, Hongyue also likes him...

It's just that the original owner is the only one who has the same love. Jin Rongfeng and Hong Yue's love is so unbearable.

But Hongyue still liked him and tried her best to talk to him.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't defeat the original owner in the end.

Is it just because of status? She refuses to accept it! Jealousy made her want to take revenge on the original owner, to make her a villain and want her to die.

Therefore, she devised a series of plans to kill Liu Qiduo and Jin Rongfeng's family of fifty-eight.

Six hundred years ago, on Jin Rongfeng's last day on death row, because the original owner was ill, she asked Hongyue to go on her behalf to request the emperor to take back the imperial edict that ordered everyone to be executed.

Even getting sick was a plan arranged by Hongyue in advance.

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My mind was in chaos, and it was getting harder and harder to breathe. Just when she thought she was about to die, her stomach suddenly jumped, and the feeling of weakness in her body slowly dissipated.

She opened her eyes instantly, suddenly covered her chest, and kept breathing.

"How is it possible? How... is it possible -" Jin Rongfeng looked in disbelief as Luo Qingchen, who was about to die, suddenly came to life.

There was no aura of Du Jiu Sheng around, but she woke up like this? !

At this moment, the drawer of the bedside table banged. The black bead rolled down, and all the black energy disappeared.

"Impossible, impossible-" Jin Rongfeng screamed like crazy, and his whole body was completely in a state of rage.

Luo Qingchen half-squinted her eyes, and her body's strength slowly recovered. She felt like she could feel a warmth in her stomach, which was constantly giving her strength.

She has never had this feeling before until now...

"What do you want to do?" Lan Fan stood in front of her and looked at him warily: "How on earth did you get in!"

This library has been established for so many years, and he has never seen an innocent soul come in without the guidance of the messenger from hell.

What's more, it's a hundred-year-old soul...

"Of course I have expert help!" Jin Rongfeng calmed down, looked at Luo Qingchen and said with a smile: "Either follow me obediently, or... don't blame me for sending this kid to hell."

"Help from an expert?" Luo Qingchen narrowed his eyes coldly, with a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes and chuckled: "Hongyue, right?"

Only when Hong Yue, who is also the messenger of hell, came to the library, Du Jiu Sheng was not aware of it, and she was able to go to her room so smoothly and place the unknown things.

It seems that the light of sin will never dissipate.

Even though six hundred years have passed...

"That's quite smart." Jin Rongfeng smiled coldly, his eyes had turned red and purple, probably because the deadline was approaching and he had already become insignificant.

Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, put his right hand under the bed and took out the long sword he bought at the market. He narrowed his eyes and said, "But you are very stupid."

"Hehehehe..." He sneered a few times and said: "You want to stand up with a broken sword, and you still call me stupid, you must be frightened!"

"Who killed Liu Qituo six hundred years ago? Who was the black hand that took the lives of fifty-eight people in your Jin family? You are probably the fool!" Luo Qingchen held the sword tightly in her right hand. Even though it was not the Phoenix Sword, she could feel a little bit safe holding it.