She couldn't believe what she was seeing. The illusion must be hers.
How could he appear in the underworld?
Mu Lingyue blinked hard and opened her eyes again. Lan Qingyue's figure still hadn't disappeared.
He was standing in the sea of flowers, with his smile so enchanting and brilliant...[
This smile seemed to be mocking her innocence.
He laughed at her stupid idea of thinking that she could get rid of him by dying.
"Why, you are so happy to see me that you can't even speak?"
Lan Qingyue lowered her head, brought Manzhu Shahua to her nose, and took a gentle breath, "Do you still remember what I said?"
Mu Lingyue looked at him blankly, unable to tell what she was feeling...
Her heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, sinking bit by bit, getting colder and colder...
How could she forget it?
He is a monster...
Living mortals cannot go to the underworld, and neither can demons?
Since the ghost messenger brought her here, it means that Lan Qingyue knows someone in this underworld.
She watched him slowly walk over, his long robe passing through the flowers, and the red color on his body seemed to be dyed by Manzhu Shahua.
She weakly pulled at the corners of her lips and smiled bitterly, "Yes, I'm so happy."
What bad things did she do in her last life that made her unlucky enough to meet him in this life?
In front of her eyes, the man in red smiled more and more enchantingly. His hand holding Manzhushahua gently lifted her chin, but his hand passed through her transparent body.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed softly, with a charming look on his eyebrows, full of evil spirit, "I have forgotten that you are no better than before, little girl, living in this underworld is not as good as my happy home."
,How does it feel?"
Mu Lingyue didn't give him a good look, and said coldly, "Very good, a hundred times, a thousand times better than Xiaoyao Palace."
She still didn't believe that even if he found the underworld, he could still take her back.
She doesn't know much about the underworld, but she also knows that people's reincarnations are recorded in the life and death book and cannot be disrupted at will.
Looking at her frosty face, Lan Qingyue laughed, "Really? So, in the past, you were very reluctant to live in Xiaoyao Hall?" [
"That's right."
She was a ghost now and had nothing to fear from him.
"But what should we do..."
Lan Qingyue circled around her, smiling brightly, "I'm afraid you will continue to live there in the future."
"What?"
Mu Lingyue's transparent body trembled twice, her eyes widened, and she looked at him in great surprise.
"Let's go..."
"Let's go where?"
Mu Lingyue had a very bad premonition...
Could it be...
"Of course you will go back with me." Lan Qingyue said with a smile, her narrow phoenix eyes almost narrowed into a straight line.
Mu Lingyue took a few steps back in shock, "Go back with you? I'm already dead, how can I possibly go back with you?"
He curled up the corners of his lips, appreciating every expression on her face with interest. A red shadow flashed, and a bed formed by white light appeared in mid-air. He slept on the bed, supporting his head with one hand, and said lazily,
"Well, you are dead, but I want your soul back from Lord Yan, so I can bring you back to life."
"I do not want..."
Mu Lingyue shook her head and looked at him in horror, "I don't want to go back with you."
She no longer wanted to be the plaything of this vixen and be controlled by him.