Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 945

[Chapter 945 Ghost Marriage Bride: A Marriage Sacrifice (23)]

Tweety glanced at Zhizi, spat twice on the rough palm, and then slapped it down with all her strength.

“Ouch—” there was a scream.

But this scream did not belong to Zhizi, but to the Tweety who beat her. At this time, her palm was full of blood, as if the slap had hit the needle cone.

Zhizi’s expression was ferocious, and for a moment the whole face was squeezed together, and her long tongue stuck out, like a bastard with a fleshy body.

Tweety saw it just in time, she staggered to the ground in fright, and shouted tremblingly: “Ghost…Ghost——”

“Damn what the hell, beat me to death!” The moment Su Luoluo turned around, Zhizi had already recovered. As it is.

The ferocious and angry look on her face made Luo Qingchen on the roof couldn’t help but sigh.

Some people are ghosts, ugly but clean.

Some people are human beings, good-looking, but walking dead.

Just when Tweety stood up tremblingly, a gust of wind blew past. Just now, the white soul shadow, ‘咻’ got into Tweety’er’s body.

Originally pale, a smile burst into bloom in an instant, strangely like a flower in a drop of blood, exuding a sinister air.

“Hey! Is your mother asking me to hit you?” A charming voice sounded, with a touch of thin sharpness.

Zhizi’s eyes lit up while she was sitting on the chair, and a faint smile was drawn on the corner of her mouth.

There is a sense of joy of reuniting old acquaintances after a long absence, and everything is unspoken.

“Yes! Can’t you understand human language?” Su Luoluo stood with her hands behind her back and roared angrily, “I beat her until she knelt down like a ghost and begged for mercy!”

“Ghosts?” Ning’er, who was on Cui’er’s body, chuckled lightly, raised her eyes slightly, and said with a charming smile at the corner of her mouth, “I’m afraid there are more ghosts here than people.”

Su Luoluo would never know, this In such a bright room, there are actually two ghosts.

“What did you say… Er…”

Before Su Luoluo could speak, Cui’er had already stepped forward, grabbed her neck with one hand very quickly, and slowly lifted her up.

The whites of her originally normal eyes suddenly became bloodshot, filling the entire eyeball.

“I don’t like beating, I like killing more!” She pushed her hard, hitting a side stone pillar hard, and the blood flowed down the back of her head instantly.

“Blood… is the smell of blood.” She kept exerting force on Su Luoluo’s neck.

Su Luoluo held her hand tightly with both hands, her tongue had already been stuck out, and her eyeballs were instantly bloodshot.

“Bang—” The daring ghost actually hurt the empress.

In the blink of an eye, just as Su Luoluo was about to become the same as her, even Wu Zhu arrived.

Ning’er’s eyes frowned, turning into a wisp of white smoke and preparing to run away. As everyone knows, when Wu Zhu raised his staff, the surrounding area suddenly shone with golden light.

Luo Qingchen was about to make a move to help Ning’er escape, when Murong Ming’s eyes narrowed beside him, a very strong dark blue light in the air almost suppressed the golden light of the witch’s staff with a crushing force.

“My lord…” Ning’er’s brows and eyes relaxed slightly, and she left quickly as if she was under the protection.

For some reason, at this moment Luo Qingchen seemed to appreciate Murong Ming standing beside her.

He is not like a wild ghost who has been dead for seven hundred years, but has a very noble feeling. With a touch of mystery, it gives people an unfathomable feeling.

But such a person, is it true that he will not fall in love with anyone as he said.

For the first time, I had a very strange feeling that the halo of the heroine was gone!

[End of This Chapter]