Chapter 2310 Love that Spans a Thousand Years (54)

Luo Qingchenming didn't fully understand what Taoist Priest Abyss meant. She only knew that he gave her a light blue crystal bead.

Let him stand in front of his coffin on the first seven days of Mo Ye and recite his name silently.

"Taoist Priest, what do you want to do?" Luo Qingchen looked at the crystal bead in his hand and frowned slightly.

Murong Nan, who was sitting aside, shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, but she asked for your name when she sent Mo Ye off last time."

"my name?"

"Yes." Mo Ye nodded and said, "Taoist Priest Abyss contacted me three days after he returned and said he wanted to come and see you."

Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, a faint light flashing in his eyes.

The crystal bead in his hand felt cold to the touch, and a sense of anticipation surged in his heart.

It is a kind of expectation that is put to death, but in this world, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

She was still afraid, after all, people died...and could not be resurrected.

"Girl, don't worry." Murong Nan raised his hand, patted her shoulder gently and said, "I didn't even believe in ghosts in the past. Although I was afraid of such things, I didn't think that this world There is such a thing.”

He paused and continued: "But I believe it now."

"So what?" Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and said, "But he can't come back!"

In the past few days, she had been thinking about what emotions Mo Ye had spent with her during those ten days.

Drinking wine, admiring the moon, and chatting.

She always felt that she was ashamed of him. This was the case a thousand years ago, and it would still be the case a thousand years later.

Not only did it not change fate, but it also allowed history to repeat itself over and over again.

"But he is a destiny master!" Murong Nan looked at her and comforted: "Besides, Taoist Priest Abyss will come to you specially, there must be a way!"

"The soul returns to the underworld, and people are not allowed to enter the underworld." Luo Qingchen bit her lip, her eyes seemed a little blurry, and said lightly: "But if possible, I am willing to go to the underworld, as long as you give me this chance!"

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Moye Touqi.

Luo Qingchen wore a moon-white long dress made of butterflies, flowers, smoke and immortality. She wore a fringed hairpin with a butterfly hairpin stuck diagonally on her head.

She stood in front of the mausoleum, her eyes turning red unconsciously.

On the day of his burial, she did not come. I heard that it snowed heavily here.

The wind and snow were blowing violently, almost overturning the lid of the coffin.

After she heard this, she hugged a jar of peach blossom wine, hid in the corner and cried.

I don't know how to change the ending, and I'm not willing to just return to the chaotic space.

She called the system, but the system only asked her to wait.

Besides waiting, wait!

But just the word "Wait" took all her strength!

But at least, there is hope, right? If there was no hope, why would the system make her wait?

At the agreed time, Taoist Priest Abyss never showed up.

Rows of palace maids and eunuchs in white mourning clothes stood around, all waiting to see off the prospective prince-in-law.

Only Luo Qingchen knew that she was not here to see him off, she was waiting for a miracle.

"Where is Taoist Priest Abyss?" Luo Qingchen frowned, looked at Murong Nan not far away and said, "Why haven't you come yet?"

"I don't know." Murong Nan frowned, seeing that the hour was about to pass. He looked towards the entrance of the cemetery, and a child in gray clothes walked over quickly.

He immediately knelt down, looked at Luo Qingchen with his hands raised, and said, "I have met Her Majesty the Princess. Master, she died in Chaos last night. The ceremony can continue as usual!"