Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 217

[Chapter 217 The Seventh Princess of the Weak Chicken Prince (34)]

She never expected to complete the task in this situation, so when the system asked her if she would stay, she didn’t respond.

“How did she get there?” Jun Yaochen roared, “Don’t shoot any more arrows.”

After saying that, he turned around and strode towards Luo Qingchen.

But she seemed to be unable to hear anything.

Snowflakes fell on her body one by one, and fell on Chu Nanxian’s body. She seemed to be able to smell the extremely heavy scent of crabapple flowers in the air, so familiar and so comfortable.

But her heart was so still.

She lowered her eyebrows slightly, looking at the handsome and charming face of the person in her arms, covered in blood, with peacefully closed eyes, without any breath.

He is no longer in pain, no longer sad, no longer experiencing any pain and despair she brought him.

This seems to be pretty good…

and she doesn’t seem to have to stay in this world any longer!

Maybe death is not the end of life, but another kind of liberation…

Luo Qingchen took a deep breath, casually picked up the long arrow on the ground, and half-closed her empty eyes, without any emotion.

In the next second, she raised the arrow, intending to pierce her heart.

But that ghostly man didn’t give her such a chance.

“Is it so easy to want to die?”

“Is it so difficult?” She nodded slightly, her eyes were bloodshot, she just looked at Jun Yaochen and snorted coldly: “Wanting to die is far more difficult than wanting to die.” It’s much easier to live.”

Suddenly, she no longer knew what hatred was. Maybe when you don’t even want to continue your life, there is no way to talk about hatred…

“Haha——” Jun Yaochen laughed out loud, with a cruel smile in his eyes, he pulled out the long sword at his waist, and stabbed at Chu Nanxian’s body with the sword.

In an instant, Luo Qingchen raised his hand, grabbed the sharp sword firmly, bit his lips and shouted: “Don’t touch him—”

Drops of blood fell on the white snow, and Chu Nanxian The blood of the two fused together, inch by inch, like a brilliant dark flower, blooming.

‘Boom——’At that moment, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and snowflakes were flying all over the sky with the strong wind.

She gritted her teeth tightly, and the Bianhua flowers between her eyebrows were looming, as if an extremely powerful force would surge out of her body in the next second and destroy the world.

“Hoo–” He pulled out the long sword from Chu Nanxian’s body, and the moment it rubbed against Luo Qingchen’s hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He sniffed the long sword by his nose and said with a smile: “Three days later, my Crown Prince Donggong will marry Luo Qingchen, the daughter of General Luo, as the Crown Princess.”

“You are dreaming—”

“Don’t you want him to die? No peace?” Jun Yaochen raised his eyebrows, looked at Chu Nanxian who had lost his heartbeat, and said, “I can linger his corpse piece by piece, and soak each piece in the medicinal wine of the witch king in the palace. It ‘s very pleasing to the eye!”

“You pervert—”

“If you only found out today, it would be too late.” He leaned down and looked her in the eye, Yang smiled and said, “If you agree, the prince will at least allow you to be buried in him; If he disagrees, the crown prince will let his corpse be humiliated. How to choose, you have to think about it?”

[Host, promise him…]

I don’t—why should I stay here. I’m not a saint, I have flesh and blood, I will hurt, system…

[Host, do you still remember the method of soul return that the system said. He is the master of the Junxie Pavilion. He has a body, a soul and a soul, which is not enough for him to disappear in this world. 】

[End of This Chapter]