Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 962: Ghost bride: A replacement bridal sacrifice (Part 40)

In an instant, Luo Qing Chen wanted to raise the Exquisite Ring to fight with the blood corpse.

Murong Ming pulled her back.  He was covered in blue and red light as a black mark appeared on his forehead.

It was an ancient and mysterious mark…...

There was a death god’s sickle in his hand and his eyes were ice cold, but his hands holding her were trembling slightly.

Whether it was human or ghost, once they had a weakness, there would be worry in a battle of life and death.

“Murong Ming, the grudge of seven hundred years should be broken here.”  The blood corpse turned into red light and gathered the power of rotten blood, charging in Murong Ming’s direction.

Murong Ming’s cold eyes narrowed and he charged forward.

The blue and red light that filled the sky like stars flew out and just like shooting stars, they cut across the bloody aura.

When tens of thousands of blood drops fell from the sky, the blue and red light disappeared.

The blood corpse wild laugh came from the sky, “Ha, ha, ha, you think I lost, but you know in your heart who lost…..”

With a loud sound, the Ten Thousand Year Old Blood Corpse scattered in the blood drops.

Luo Qing Chen didn’t know how Murong Ming did it, she just knew that his face was pale.  His left hand tightly held her as he looked at the life and death stage with a deep gaze.

“Let’s quickly leave……”  He slowly said with a slight tremor in his voice.  He held her hand and wanted to return on the same path, but it was already too late.

The soul fragments of the Ten Thousand Year Old Blood Corpse attached to the life and death stage and in a few seconds, lightning filled the sky.

The ‘Regret’ bridge was cut down by the lightning.

It was like the life and death stage awoke and with the flickering mark on Murong Ming’s head, waves of wild wind blew out.

This terrifying wind had a terrible suction which had one target.

Luo Qing Chen.

Murong Ming’s eyes trembled and he tightly held Luo Qing Chen, as his trembling voice said by her ear, “Please, don’t…..”

Seal, the calamity, his most important person.

How ridiculous, he already knew that everything was destined.

When she appeared, when he didn’t want to reject her.

He should have known that this world, hell, and the life and death stage wouldn’t let him go.

His heart that had hundreds of years of loneliness would never let go of his most important person.

“I seem to know why you never gave me any affection…..”  She revealed a faint sparkle in her eyes as her heart filled with an indescribable warmth.

It wasn’t that he didn’t love her, he didn’t dare love her.

“Don’t be afraid, I’ll be with you.”  He put his head on her neck as ice cold tears dripped down.

He didn’t want her to die, he would rather be thrown into the deepest layer of hell than for her to die.

“A hundred years in the underworld, jumping to the life and death stage.”  She pursed her lips and said in a playful voice, “So it is the fate of a sacrifice!”

“But…...But my bride!”  Murong Ming tightly held her, but the suction of the life and death stage became stronger.

He seemed to cry this out, but he never thought that a few words would bring her to tears.

Un, it was like she really was his bride…...

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