Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 972: Ghost bride: A replacement bridal sacrifice (Part 50)

Luo Qing Chen never thought that Murong Ming would ignore everyone around them…..

Oh, no, all the ghosts and directly kiss her.

She wanted to escape with a bit of panic, but he firmly pulled her in by the waist and his hot kiss became even more domineering.

All the ghosts were stunned.

Of course, that also included An Hun who was “seriously injured”.

She stared right at Murong Ming as her eyes filled with despair.

A man who she thought she could never approach.

A man who she thought was indifferent to everything.

A man who she thought treated people special if they could talk to him…..

In front of all these ghosts, he wildly kissed this strange girl.

“You had me wait so long…..”  After a while, he slowly let her go.  He tightly held her and whispered in her ear.

“Was it long?”  Luo Qing Chen knit her brows in confusion.

“Un……”  His hand became even tighter as he said in a trembling cool voice, “I missed you……”

Wasn’t she only gone for a day?  Why did Murong Ming think it was long?

[The underworld and the human world are on different time plans, it has been seven days for the male lead!]


“Is seven days long?”  Luo Qing Chen’s lips twitched and she scrunched her nose as she looked at him with red eyes, “But I didn’t lie!  I said I would come back!”

“It does!  It’s very, very long!”  Murong Ming stubbornly looked at her, “You don’t know how scared, how desperate I felt!”

His eyes were red with a bit of tears in the corner of his eyes.  Every word he said was sincere, it was completely different from the lazy Murong Ming she saw the first time.

“Si.”  All the surrounding ghosts took a cold breath.

Luo Qing Chen finally reacted, there were still many ghosts watching them.

She touched her ears in embarrassment as she narrowed her eyes and said, “How are you a ghost king, I thought that you would be a ghost messenger!”

The tenth palace’s ghost king, such a high position.  A wandering ghost from the imperial tomb was actually…...

“It’s a long story.”  He softly patted her head, “Perhaps it could be considered the blood corpse or defeating the blood corpse.”


“Ghost king……”  Luo Qing Chen wanted to say something, but she was cut off by the pale faced An Hun on the side.  She pursed her lips and desperately shook her head, “Who is this?  The ghost king has never brought anyone to Ten Thousand Ghost City before, who is this?”

She didn’t believe it!  Why!  Why!  Why!

When he kissed her, she kept asking herself why did this happen!

She had been the one who had been with him for a hundred years, why did the appearance of this strange woman suddenly change everything!

She didn’t ask for his love, but she couldn’t watch him loving others!

“What a joke, are you qualified to ask what relationship miss has with the ghost king?”  Dong’er gave a cold snort.  Seeing An Hun like this, she felt very good!

An Hun gritted her teeth and sent a dark glow in Dong’er’s direction.

Luo Qing Chen narrowed her eyes and raised the Netherworld Ring, knocking back the dark glow.

Murong Ming nervously held her hand, worried that she might be hurt.

Seeing that she wasn’t hurt, he turned around with a dark look in his eyes as he released a powerful chill, “She is my wife.  As long as I’m not dead, no one can hurt her.  All the people who hurt her in this world will die.”

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