She didn't know that she was flying in the eyes of a pair of cold black eyes filled with cruelty. Every time she moved a little distance, she was getting closer and closer to eternal destruction.
She had only escaped about ten steps before Gui Cha Luo carried the Ming Ming Mirror, which monitored the reincarnation of the dead, to the Ancient Palace as quickly as possible and reported it to the Yin Sicai.
The undead soul escaping on the road to death has happened several times in the past thousands of years. Even the newly appointed Yin Situation should have a feeling that he is not afraid of ghosts. However, Jue Che's eyes touched the Ming Mingjing.
At this moment, a trace of surprise flashed through him.
It turned out to be her! Her face was pale and bloodless, and she was already the body of a translucent ghost. The woman he raped while losing her mind and confusion, actually died too?
He had no feelings for her, no love or hate, no contempt or disdain. He was just an irrelevant person. However, she was raped by him, and her husband Qin Weiluo teamed up with Wang Shuzhen to kill him, and they still
It can be called relevant, at least she hates him, at least he hates Qin Weiluo, and now he even dislikes her.
The woman's Qinggong cultivation in the mirror is many times stronger than when she was in the human world. From her anxious expression, it can be seen that she has great expectations in her heart. It seems that the mountains and the earth are falling apart, and the vicissitudes of life can no longer be seen. It is absolutely silent.
He sneered, and the corners of his stiff and handsome mouth pulled upwards, bending into a discordant arc.
Don't worry! When you insist on turning around, you should be together, and then it doesn't matter whether it's fast or slow.
They were married in the world and stayed together after death. Was this a deliberate arrangement by the mother? So, was the relationship between Jian Xin and Qin Weiluo just a dream that had never happened? The thing that made him heartbroken had never happened.
Happened?
She belonged to Shao Kefan when she was alive, and she married Qin Weiluo after her death, but she never belonged to him. If he saw Qin Weiluo and Zhao Lian together, could he erase everything about her in the underworld?
He got some comfort in his heart, the cold light in his eyes gradually disappeared, his pupils slowly shrank, his hand covered the Mingming mirror, black air spread from the fingers and the edge of the palm, covering the face of the flying woman
, I saw a body wrapped in light pink clothes breaking through the stagnant air in the darkness, floating quickly towards the city of life, stirring up a swirling air current that retreated, the scene was beautiful but strange.
The pale and slender hand suddenly retracted outwards, and the woman in the dark mirror obviously felt an irresistible suction. Shock and confusion intertwined on the anxious face. However, in just a moment, the entire dark spirit body
It changed direction, penetrated the mirror, and floated out of the mirror.
There was a sneer at the corner of Jue Che's mouth, and he moved his hand slightly toward the ground. It didn't necessarily exert any force, but only acted as a traction. The woman who floated towards him landed on the palace surface under the steps of the throne.
What's going on? Why did she just seem to see a familiar face that she hates so much? As an undead, can she still dream?
Zhao Lian looked around in confusion. There were ten ghosts in black robes sitting around a large round red table in the hall. Their faces were so thin that only skin and bones were left, their complexions were as pale as paper, and their eye sockets were sunken without pupils, as if they were deep and lifeless.
The mass black hole is going to suck everything in, and its forehead is marked with a black flame mark in the shape of a tooth, which seems to be a symbol of some terrible power.
She was already a ghost, and she had seen many strange faces in the underworld, so she didn't feel afraid. However, the oppression from the disparity in power made her feel suffocated, and the ten black-robed ghosts were all stopped.
Putting down the document in his hand, the cold and expressionless face turned to her, and the empty black eyes penetrated her body like the source of twenty black light beams.
They showed no further action and seemed to be waiting for some kind of instruction.
Faintly feeling the invisible control somewhere in the hall, she subconsciously looked up and her eyes widened in shock.
It’s him! Shao Xiangnan! Prince Ling! The second prince of Cang Teng Kingdom!
He was sitting on a high black seat on the six steps, his eyes were playful and proud, implying an indescribable hatred, and there was a slight sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
When he was alive, it was precisely because he had raped her that her happiness was incomplete and she lived in panic every day. Later, Qin Weiluo broke up with her because of this incident, left Cang Teng in anger, and died in the war against Shao Kefan.
Hand, if he had not left the palace, would the ending be different? Wouldn't it be that she would not have to suffer so much, and Zi Yuan would not be lonely and helpless now?
In addition to Shao Kefan, he was also one of the instigators of her and Qin Weiluo's suffering. He deserved to die, he deserved to die miserably! But why would he sit proudly on the throne and become her master?
The accumulated hatred piled up in her heart like dark clouds, layer upon layer. She didn't care who he was now. She was not afraid of how he would treat her. She gathered all her strength, suddenly raised her body, turned her palms over, and breathed out her true energy.
When it came out, it condensed into a strong white light and went straight towards the throat of Yin Sizai, who was sitting in the seat.
She has forgotten that the person who once brought her misfortune has died.
The ten spirits around the round table were indifferent, and their faces turned towards Yin Si Zai on the throne. Although they could not make any expression, they looked calm and composed. Two of them had the corners of their mouths twitching, as if they were disdainful.
Just because they saw that the power of this ghost woman was insignificant.
Jue Che didn't make any move, staring coldly at Zhao Lian who was attacking him. The white light blasted a half-way gap on his neck, and the crystal fragments slowly dispersed around, leaving an empty space between his chin and shoulders.
A very deep hole appeared, as if he had been bitten by something.
However, he remained calm. He raised his hand with a wide sleeve and waved it lightly. He whispered "Go". Zhao Lian's body quickly retreated and fell to the ground. He raised his head angrily and reluctantly, only to see fragments.
Gathered together, Jue Che's neck regained its integrity.
She wanted to step forward again, but she didn't have any strength. The face that was originally a ghost became twisted and ferocious due to hatred, her eyes were about to burst, and she stared at them to the maximum, and word after word came out from between her teeth, "
Shao Xiangnan, you bastard, you beast."
"Haha..." The man in black on the tall throne pulled the corners of his mouth to both sides and laughed sinisterly, "How can it be that a arrogant woman like you can easily call my name in this world? It's a crime for you to escape from reincarnation.
, attacking this deity is the second crime, calling this deity by his name..."
"Let me accept punishment in the Purgatory City of Fire!"
Before he could finish his words, the woman in the palace was forced to kneel down by Lingqi, her knees fixed on the ground. She twisted her upper body restlessly and shouted at him, her voice mixed with anger, grief, and strong hope.
Tears of the underworld rolled down her cheeks in large drops. She closed her eyes and struggled hard. Finally, under the huge impact of various emotions, she lost all her strength, lowered her head, and her upper body was paralyzed.
"You should have been punished like this, so it's a good idea to grant your wish." Jue Che struck with both palms, and two ghost servants immediately appeared from both sides of the hall, taking Zhao Lian up to the Purgatory Fire City.
Qin Weiluo still stared at the gray vault of Purgatory Fire City, sighing softly, "How much do you love him?" When the word "him" came to the word, his voice suddenly became heavier, with the same hatred as before.
The white-haired woman was used to hating him, so she simply said lightly, "Just like how you hate him."
A bitter smile appeared on Qin Weiluo's lips, "That's indeed strong enough."
They had chatted for a long time before, but now they were tired. They stopped talking and closed their eyes. While feeling the pain of the black fire engulfing their bodies, they recalled the past. It seemed that all the past was roaring and rolling in the black fire, being swept and thrown towards them.
High in the sky, falling again, and the cycle continues.
The time in the Purgatory City of Fire is endless. If one day, the past is burned and turned pale, what should they use to comfort the remaining long years? I'm afraid the heart of the ghost really does not exist, only the remaining
The next body has only the outline of nothingness, let the black fire lick it, and there will be no pain.
The man in red clothes seemed to be in a red fire, with the blazing flames spitting out his tongue, but it made his lonely and proud face and body extremely deserted; the woman in light yellow clothes had an alluring appearance, as if she was in a cloud of steaming mist
In the clouds, money came towards him.
The unforgettable appearance cannot be forgotten no matter what. There are still so many memories. No matter how time goes by, I am afraid they will not be reduced by half.
"Whoosh..."
There was a sound that sounded like iron nails being pulled out of the spirit body. Qin Weiluo frowned slightly. He opened his eyes and looked towards the fire area on the right where the sound came from. However, his eyes suddenly froze and his heart was pinched.
, God, that is, that is...
She actually passed away! She was actually taken to the City of Fire in Purgatory!
What happened? What happened after he died?
Two ghosts stood in front of the iron frame, watching the fire guards untie the undead from the iron frame bit by bit. Between them, there was a woman in pink clothes with her head slightly lowered. She must have fainted.
However, feeling the heart-gnawing pain, her body began to shrink violently.
Qin Weiluo looked at his wife with nostalgia and sadness, and his eyes were filled with tears unknowingly. Although he was separated from his pampered body, how could he endure such suffering?
He was extremely sad, but he was in jail and could do nothing but watch her suffer this disaster.
"Ah!" The woman in pink screamed in pain, hugged her shoulders, penetrated the ghost's body with her fingers, and inserted them into the half-hidden shoulder blades. She suddenly raised her head, her face was extremely distorted, and she saw the black fire spreading boundlessly in front of her eyes.
As she drove away, she looked around in horror, her mouth constantly uttering painful moans. Due to the unbearable pain, her body slowly became exhausted. However, after scanning for a week, when she touched those tearful eyes, she suddenly froze, as if there were
He lost his strength, staggered suddenly due to the indescribable shock, and then stood firm.
That's...her husband?!
Dressed in white clothes, spotless in the dazzling black fire, like the condensation of thousands of unmelted snowflakes. Her hair is high and crowned, and her black hair is spread across her back and chest, but it is not messy at all.
With tears in her eyes, she looked at her with unbearable pity.
"Willow, Willow..." She called urgently, broke away from the shackles of the two ghosts, ran towards the fire area in the center, and hugged her husband together with the iron frame, regardless of nailing his body and penetrating the iron frame.
The end of the spike pierced her palm, causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably.
"Zhaolian..." Qin Weiluo read out this name that he had rarely mentioned in more than three years. He felt a little unfamiliar verbally, but felt guilty and painful in his heart. He wanted to ask her why she passed away, but her lips
He had already come closer, with desperate determination, and kept kissing, entwining and moving.
A strange but familiar feeling arose in his heart. In the past three years, he had kissed Jian Xin countless times, calm and deep, but he ignored the feeling on Zhao Lian's lips. When he tasted it again, it was so hot and crazy.
Recalling the years I spent with her, how could it be that every time she kissed her, it was like this? It was as if she was afraid of losing, as if she was resolutely trying to stay.
He responded to her equally enthusiastically, as if he were reunited after a long absence. He also knew that she was about to be bound to the fire domain on the right, which was elusive but untouchable. He wanted to express his love for her and guilt for her with this kiss, and to
Make up for any kisses you won't be able to have in the future.
The Fire Guards had taken away the spirits from the Fire Realm on the right. The iron frame was empty, with iron caltrops loosely wrapped around it, and long spikes drooping, pointing to the ground. The two ghost messengers did not come over to forcefully separate the pair of lovers.
Instead, he faced them blankly, his mouth slightly open, and no expression could be seen on his face without facial features.
Shu Zhen only felt her heart being pulled hard and quickly looked away. Qin Weiluo loved Mu Jianxin the most, but it was Zhao Lian who was waiting for him, but they were in love after all, and she...the red-clothed monarch loved her.
With only a weak affection, he would not really choose her even if Jian Xin was not there.
"Hehehe..." Juezhe stared at the microscopic mirror in the palm of his hand. The more passionate the man and woman who were already ghosts kissed, the more excited he became. Considering the ten ghosts in the hall, he deliberately suppressed his laughter.
The sound was almost inaudible, sounding like a continuous sigh.
However, as if he thought of something, his expression suddenly froze, and a touch of desolation appeared in his cold eyes.