Chapter 2300 Love that Spans a Thousand Years (44)

"So what if I killed him?" Luo Qingchen sneered and said, "You couldn't kill me when you were a human, let alone now you are just an ugly ghost."

"Swish, swish, swish--" In just a moment, the whole charity cemetery began to shake violently.

Luo Qingchen's goal was to anger Feng Ling'er, and she succeeded.

Green smoke filled the air around, and a dry hand stretched out from the coffin.

Luo Qingchen narrowed his eyes, not feeling scared at all, but a little disgusted.

"It is natural for evil ghosts to kill people--"

As soon as Feng Ling'er finished speaking, Luo Qingchen felt a sense of oppression.

She was extremely fast and stretched out her dark hand to take her life.

And Luo Qingchen stood there, not moving at all.

She was waiting, waiting for the appearance of the young man with danger.

Until the moment Feng Ling'er rushed in front of her.

She felt her body lighten and fell into a warm embrace.

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How long... hadn't he hugged her.

In fact, he missed her hug more than anyone else, missed her breath, and missed her clear eyes!

But as a destiny master, sometimes he couldn't do whatever he wanted.

It was because he knew too much that he was no longer qualified to be close to her.

But what he didn't expect was... she would come to such a dangerous place alone late at night.

Didn't she clearly guess that Feng Ling'er had become a fierce ghost?

Why, why did she come.

Luo Qingchen didn't look back, but the familiar embrace made her know that the person who protected her must be Mo Ye.

"It seems that my desperate risk is worth it!" Luo Qingchen pursed his lips proudly, turned his eyes and said: "You still showed up."

"What a fool!" He frowned, and then felt a chill in his back, and said in a reproachful tone: "It's dangerous, don't you know!"

He never thought that she would put herself in such a dangerous situation by letting him show up...

"Mo Ye, Mo Ye, Mo Ye..." Feng Ling'er heard his voice, and her originally ethereal and sharp voice became soft.

Although it still sounded very uncomfortable, it could be felt that she was shouting these two words with all her emotions.

"It's me——" But Mo Ye's voice was very cold.

Even colder than this charity cemetery full of ghosts.

"Why did you save her, look at me...what have I become..." Feng Ling'er raised her hand and touched her face, then gritted her teeth and said: "It's all her fault, it's all me who deserves to die. Mo Ye, avenge me, avenge me——"

Feng Ling'er was very excited, and the temperature of the entire charity cemetery had dropped below zero.

Luo Qingchen frowned, ready to fight at any time.

"Why would she kill you?" Mo Ye said with a cold look: "There is no deep hatred between her and you."

"How could there be no -" Feng Ling'er roared: "She is jealous of me! She is jealous of you being nice to me, jealous of you brewing wine for me, jealous of you loving me but not her! Mo Ye, don't be fooled by her."

"She never needs to be jealous of me brewing wine for you." Mo Ye looked at Feng Ling'er coldly and said: "Because that is not ordinary wine at all."

"What?" Feng Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and her eyes fell down with a trace of panic.

The next second, Mo Ye said without any emotion: "Because it is poisoned wine. The person who killed you is not her, but me."