Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 950: Ghost bride: A replacement bridal sacrifice (Part 28)

“Yes!”  She almost blurted out, “Murong Han Xuan.”

Of course this was the answer for the previous host!

“Oh.”  He coldly replied as his blue eyes dimmed a bit.

Luo Qing Chen said with a faint smile, “But that was a long time ago.”

“What about now?”  He had a trace of questioning in his voice.

His heart really wanted to know the answer at that moment.

“You……”  She looked up at him and changed from chaos to a sparkle before she said, “Guess!”

“Da.”  Murong Ming raised his right hand without hesitation and tapped her forehead, “Guess a ghost!”

As soon as his voice fell, he went to the side hall without even turning back.

He just felt like his heart was stuffed, like he didn’t feel comfortable.

He couldn’t say it and it was unknown.  It was like his heart wanted to hear a certain answer and had failed at the last second.

Luo Qing Chen heard this and followed him while muttering, “You’re a ghost and can’t guess.  If you’re right, wouldn’t you know the answer!”

When they returned, Luo Qing Chen felt the people inside the room…..

No, it was a room of ghosts!

Murong Ming put the blue crystal glass on the center of the table and all the ghosts watched a tear fall.

Ning’er excitedly said, “Young master, Lou’er has found that male ghost!”

“It might not be a ghost.”  Murong Ming’s expression changed slightly, “It’s already been a hundred years, he might have already reincarnated.”

“No, he’s still a ghost!”  A ghost wisp came through the window with a bit of tears on the corner of her eyes.

Lou’er rubbed her eyes and said, “Now we’re just missing big sister Zhi Zi and the miss’ tear, then we can open the stage of life and death.”

“Stage of life and death?”  Luo Qing Chen knit her brows and said, “There really is this place……”

Murong Ming always said: A hundred years in the underworld, jumping into life and death.

She thought that he was just lamenting his hundred years of sadness, it wasn’t…...

“Of course.”  Lou’er pursed her lips and said, “As long as we open the stage of life and death, the young master can unlock the seal he had placed on him when he fought with the Ten Thousand Year Old Blood Corpse!  Now that the seal of the Ten Thousand Year Old Blood Corpse is going to break, young master…..”

“Ten Thousand Year Old Blood Corpse?”  She looked at him with a confused gaze, “You really do have many secrets.”


At the same time, in the witch’s land.

Wu Zhu was standing on the astrology altar, looking at the dark red sky with tightly knit brows.

“Wu Zhu, if that person has really come out of the imperial tomb, only that can deal with him.”  An elder with white hair on the side said, “Otherwise our witch clan……”

“You think that we can control it?”  Wu Zhu stared at the sky and said with a bitter smile, “Although that seal was set by our witch clan, it is already very weak and it can break that seal at any moment……”

“But we’re the ones who saved it!”  The elder on the side said without giving up.

“But we’re also the ones who imprisoned it for ten thousand years.”  Wu Zhu said with a sigh, “Alright, alright!  Let fate decide!”

She slowly turned and headed to the inner room.

If it wasn't for her daughter going against the heavens, at least Mu An Country or the witch clan would have several hundred years or several thousand years of peace.

But now it was difficult.

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