Chapter 974 Ghost Marriage Bride: Substitute Sacrifice (End)

The next second, she staggered and poured herself another glass of wine, looked at Dong'er and said: "Finally, thank you for letting me be reborn, sister Dong'er. I may forget you in the next life, but I will definitely try my best to remember what happened between us, even a little bit... it's okay!"

This night was long but also short. Luo Qingchen did not stay for long, but was taken back to the world by Murong Ming at dawn.

After all, Wangui City cannot accommodate a living person like her...

A lot of things happened during her absence. Su Luoluo completely fell into madness, and she kept saying that someone wanted to kill her.

Murong Hanxuan couldn't stand her and directly locked her up in the cold palace, but at this time his body was becoming more and more sleepy, inexplicably sleepy.

Others didn't know why these two people were so miserable, but Luo Qingchen knew it very well.

Murong Ming was very cunning, and killing a person was definitely the most merciful way for him.

But for Su Luoluo and Murong Hanxuan, he was unwilling to be merciful.

The Wu clan received punishment for their actions against heaven because of the life and death platform. The Wu clan tribe had been raining fire for half a month, leaving the entire Wu clan without any grass, and even the astrology platform no longer existed.

Not long after, Murong Ming died. He had no son during his lifetime, and no one inherited his throne after his death.

The throne was vacant for a long time, and was eventually succeeded by General Zhenyuan. The country was renamed: Zhou.

All this must have been arranged by Murong Ming. General Zhenyuan was a little prince who was reincarnated from the Murong Ming clan seven hundred years ago.

Although he had no blood relationship with the Murong clan, it seemed that there was not much relationship.

The world will eventually unite after a long period of division, and will eventually divide after a long period of unity. The Murong clan has ruled the Murong Kingdom for seven hundred years, and it is time to change its appearance.

In the mortal world, everything seems to have come to an end.

On this day, Luo Qingchen opened the imperial mausoleum built for Murong Ming when he had nothing to do.

When she walked into the first floor, she seemed to still hear the chirping voices of the sisters, and the scene of her first meeting with them flashed before her eyes.

At that time, they were enemies, not friends, but now she was sad for their broken Feipo Powder.

In the center of the third floor, there was still a crystal coffin, which still made a "creaking" sound when stepping on the ice.

She walked forward slowly, leaned lazily on the ice coffin, and imitated Murong Ming's appearance, tapping casually with the fingertips of her right hand.

The next second, she cleared her throat and imitated his low tone: "Seven hundred years, you are the first person to walk here."

"Ah——" Little did she know that before she could enjoy the pleasure of imitation. She was suddenly hugged around the waist and fell into the ice coffin.

"What do you want to do by sneaking into my room?" Murong Ming hugged him tightly, with a slight tenderness in his eyes.

He just went to the underworld to deal with some things. Why did this little girl come to this imperial tomb?

"I..." Luo Qingchen pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but was blocked by his thin and cold lips, gently rubbing the soft lips, with his unique breath.

After a long time, he gently let her go, and a lazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "Welcome home, hostess-"

"Such a cold home!" Luo Qingchen pretended to be arrogant and puffed his lips, looking dissatisfied.

Little did she know that the next second a faint blue light appeared around, and the entire ice coffin transformed into a weak bed.

He gently embraced her in his arms and whispered in her ear: "My wife, let's go to sleep!"

"This feeling is so strange..."

"Why is it strange?"

"It feels like I'm in the underworld."

"But we are originally a ghost marriage!"

"Hehe, it seems so!"

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