Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 967

[Chapter 967 Ghost Marriage Bride: A Marriage Sacrifice (45)]

Who is the Ghost King of the Ten Palaces, everyone in the entire underworld knows. That king with a bewitching face was unusually cold, and he had hardly shown his face in this city of thousands of ghosts.

How could a person like him have a lover, a sweetheart in this hall of hell for life after life.

An Soul stared at Dong’er who was lying on the ground, and all the ghosts stood beside Dong’er, their feet were all weak.

They are ghosts, and they have no role in this city of thousands of ghosts. They are facing the powerful black and white messengers with the power of the underworld.

One accident would be the fate of the soul flying away, but at this moment, even though they were trembling, they still stood beside Dong’er and did not retreat.

“It seems that you really don’t want to live anymore.” There was a cold red light in Requiem’s eyes, and he approached Dong’er bit by bit with his right hand firmly holding the whip.

Her eyes were full of killing intent, as if she would swing the whip in the next second, and Dong’er’s soul would be blown away.

But she is just a black and white messenger, does she really dare to do such a thing?

Luo Qingchen was still thinking too much about the future, An Hun had already raised his hand, about to swing his whip down.

Dong’er closed her eyes tightly, raised her head, and planned to take the whip abruptly.

In the next second, Luo Qingchen raised his eyebrows, waved his left hand, and the Nether Ring glowed with a dark blue light, attacking Anhun’s wrist.

Hearing only a sound of “咚——”, the Ming whip fell to the ground instantly.

“Who—” Anhun looked around in disbelief, his eyes flickering with panic.

In Wangui City, besides her, who else has mana, it is absolutely impossible!

And why did the dark blue light just now make her feel so familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

Luo Qingchen casually took the ghost mask and a jade folding fan in the guest room, jumped out of the window, and stood beside Meng Yuan.

She waved her fan, looking at Anhun with a cold look between her eyebrows and eyes, and said: “I never heard that a small black and white messenger in this underworld can shatter a person’s soul, there is no law? ”

Requiem squinted his eyes halfway, looking at Luo Qingchen in front of him with some vigilance. With a slight lift of his right hand, Ghost Bai behind him glanced at the booklet, then stepped forward and said to her, “Report to the messenger, there is no such ghost.”

“No?” Anhun’s heart skipped a beat, and he murmured He said, “How is it possible?” The

City of Thousand Ghosts is a place that can only be reached through the Tenth Temple, and any ghosts that pass through the Tenth Temple have no mana.

But the blue light just now knocked her long whip to the ground so real, who is this person?

“Whether you are a human or a ghost, if you trespass into the city of thousands of ghosts, I will have a way to make you never go back.” Requiem closed her eyes, retracted her right hand, and the ghost whip returned to her hand again.

Just when Luo Qingchen was about to pull out a nine-section moon whip out of thin air, Meng Yuan next to her knelt down with a ‘boom’, kowtowed heavily at Anhun and said: “It’s my fault, the black and white emissary If you really want to break up the soul to get rid of the only hatred in your heart, break up mine! It’s my wishful thinking, don’t give me strange ideas.” As soon as the words

fell, she threw the blue lily in her hand towards the open ground, A crystal tear fell down.

“The man with one soul and three souls who was scattered just now is right—” Luo Qingchen sneered, beating the jade folding fan casually on his hand, looking at Requiem in front of him and saying: “What to do with this one?” How can you be so cowardly?”

[End of This Chapter]