âSo what if I killed you?â Luo Qing Chen gave a cold laugh, âYou couldnât kill me when you were human, let alone now that youâre an ugly ghost.â
âXiu, xiu, xiu.â The entire crematorium started to shake violently.
Luo Qing Chenâs goal was to anger Feng Ling Er and she succeeded.
Green smoke filled the surrounding area and dry hands came out of the coffin.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Luo Qing Chen narrowed her eyes. She didnât feel any fear, just a bit of disgust.
âItâs only natural for vengeful spirits to kill people.â
As soon as Feng Ling Erâs voice fell, Luo Qing Chen felt a strong pressure come over her.
She moved very quickly, reaching out that dark hand to take her life.
But Luo Qing Chen stood there without moving at all.
She waited, using the most dangerous moment to bait the appearance of that youth.
Up to the moment that Feng Ling Er rushed in front of her.
She felt her body float as it fell into a warm embrace.
[Ding, affection has increased by ten. Mission completion rate is now 60%.]
How longâ¦â¦had it been since he hugged her.
Actually, he missed her embrace more than anyone. He missed the scent of her body, he missed those clear as water eyes!
But as a fortune teller, sometimes he couldnât do what he wanted.
Because he knew too much that he wasnât qualified to be by her side.
But he never thought thatâ¦â¦she would come alone to such a dangerous place in the middle of the night.
Didnât she already guess that Feng Ling Er had become a vengeful spirit?
Why, why did she still come?
Luo Qing Chen didnât turn back, but this familiar hug let her know that the one protecting her must be Mo Ye.
âIt seems like taking this risk was worth it!â Luo Qing Chen proudly pursed her lips and said, âYou appeared in the end.â
âWhy are you doing this foolish thing!â He knitted his brows. After that cold voice, he said in a reprimanding tone, âItâs very dangerous, donât you know that!â
He never thought that she would put herself in danger like this to make him show himselfâ¦â¦
âMo Ye, Mo Ye, Mo Yeâ¦â¦â Feng Ling Er heard his voice and the sharp voice turned soft.
Although it still didnât sound good, one could feel that she was using all her emotions to say these two words.
âItâs me.â But Mo Yeâs voice was very cold.
Even colder than the crematorium filled with ghosts.
âWhy did you save her? Look at meâ¦â¦Iâve already become like thisâ¦â¦â Feng Ling Er raised her hand to touch her face before gritting her teeth to say, âItâs all her, she killed me. Mo Ye, take revenge for me, take revenge for me.â
Feng Ling Er was very excited and the temperature of the crematorium fell.
Luo Qing Chen knitted her brows and prepared to fight at any time.
âWhat reason does she have to kill you!â Mo Ye narrowed his cold eyes, âShe doesnât have a grudge with you.â
âHow does she not!â Feng Ling Er roared, âShe is jealous of me! Sheâs jealous of how good you treat me, jealous of the wine you made for me, jealous of the fact that you loved me and not her! Mo Ye, donât be fooled by her!â
âShe doesnât need to be jealous of the wine I made for you.â Mo Ye coldly looked at Feng Ling Er and said, âBecause that wasnât normal wine to begin with.â
âWhat?â Feng Ling Er was surprised before a trace of fear appeared in her eyes.
Mo Ye said without any emotions, âBecause it was poisoned wine. The one who killed you wasnât her, but me.â
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