Chapter 963 Ghost Marriage Bride: Substitute Sacrifice (41)

Ghost marriage, marriage. In fact, they seemed to have really spent some time together, quite happily.

"Murong Ming, I know you can't do anything." Luo Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly, and he pursed his lips and said, "Are you a ghost messenger from the underworld?"

The power of the life and death platform behind him was getting stronger and stronger. Although the suction force was on her, Murong Ming almost used up all his strength to hold her tightly, causing the wind around to be so strong that it had blown away all the people of the witch clan.

"Emperor Murong, sacrificing one life can save everyone in Mu Anguo, why do you have such a persistent obsession--" Wu Zhu saw that the situation was not good, and shouted loudly at him with a glimmer of hope.

The next second, his azure eyes were filled with a very dark light, and a very dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said, "What does everyone... have to do with me?"

"You..." Wu Zhu gritted his teeth and continued, "Mu Anguo was created by you. If you don't hand over the sacrifice, the life and death stage will destroy the entire country and everyone."

"Then let everyone be buried with her." He roared, and the Shura field under the life and death stage was like a tidal wave, stacked up layer by layer. The dark blue light tightly surrounded Luo Qingchen, and he still held him desperately.

The suction of the life and death stage was getting stronger and stronger, and several elders of the witch clan had been blown into the life and death stage with the strong wind.

After a long time, Luo Qingchen saw a mess on the ground, and wherever the ghost fire went, there was a piece of fire rising to the sky.

At this moment, she instantly understood what Murong Ming meant by burying with her.

"What are you going to do?" She took a deep breath and said in disbelief: "Are you crazy? Murong Ming!"

For a long time, I don't know how long it was, until he spat out a mouthful of blood. He just smiled bitterly and said: "Well! What can I do, what else can I do?"

He knew better than anyone what the consequences of jumping off the life and death stage would be.

It would not become a reincarnated ghost, nor a fierce ghost, nor anything.

It is far worse than the soul flying away, just disappearing... never again... not existing.

"You can wait for me--" Luo Qingchen pulled hard, broke free from his arms, looked into his blue eyes and said: "You can wait for me, I will definitely come to you."

His eyebrows moved slightly, and the strong suction had blown Luo Qingchen up. He grabbed her collar tightly with his right hand, and his eyes were dim and desperate.

"Do you believe me?" Luo Qingchen pursed his lips and smiled: "I can't bear to leave you, so don't jump, wait for me to come back..."

The next second, his right hand dripped blood. He had used up all his strength, but still couldn't stop the life and death platform from taking her away, couldn't stop this disaster.

At that moment, he only felt the moment when his right hand couldn't hold her. Everything around him was silent, the sky was dim, the life and death platform was dark, and there was no wind.

Everything stopped at the moment he let go. Life has a long source, and the four seasons gradually fade away and come back to life.

The life and death platform closed again, carrying everyone's obsession, carrying his obsession.

If all this could happen again, he would like to stay in the imperial mausoleum and the underworld for the rest of his life, and never go to the world of the living.

In an instant, Murong Ming suddenly knelt on the ground, roaring at the lifeless life and death platform that had been closed: "You are not allowed to lie to me--"

After the sound fell, he did not forget to add: "I am Murong Ming, the ghost king of the ten halls of the underworld."

[Ding--the exchange of instant movement failed, and 500 points of exchange value were returned. 】